Natalie Marsh.Lucien kept the name in his mind as he sat behind his table, fingers moving as fast as light speed against his keyboard.It was just as Alexandra had told him. This Natalie Marsh of a woman was like a nobody in his database. He could barely get a single information about her. For a moment, he wondered if that was indeed the woman’s real name. Maybe he was missing something, not getting a clue that stuck out yet could be easily missed.He sighed and opened up another computer. A database popped up and he typed in her name and yet nothing came. He cleared the whole thing and paused. A thought came to his mind and he searched it up. The name Marsh popped up on his database but sadly no Natalie Marsh. Rather he found something that confused him. A family linage tree.Naomi Marsh and apparently she was related to…oh, oh no.Lucien leaned back in his chair as he took in his newest discovery with his hand placed over his mouth. That’s why she was so hard to find. He wasn’t hun
Eleanor finished giving her speech and walked back to the trio. She smiled gleefully as she approached them.“Wonderful speech Grandmother.” Vivian complimented as she leaned in for a hug. The elderly woman wholeheartedly accepted it while Alexandra ignored their over dramatic family moment.“Thank you darling, now go prepare, your speech is up next.” Eleanor said and shooed the female off, taking her stance next to Alexandra.The blonde remained silent with her posture held up right. It was only after a few second did she turn her attention towards Darius and with a smile she asked.“Get us some drinks please would you.”The noirette glanced between she and her grandmother and nodded his head. With a sigh, he turned around and walked in the opposite direction. Getting drinks was better than being involved in a family squabble, and trust me; he didn’t want to be involved in the Grey family’s squabble.Only after Darius had disappeared among the crowd did Alexandra turn to her grandmot
Thwack!“You damn insolent brat!” Eleanor raged as she struck her palm against Alexandra’s left cheek. The hit left a sting, nothing compared to Octavia’s iron fist but obviously a dent to her face.She placed her palm against it and sighed. She was well aware, and had expected something like this after pulling a stunt like that. In the corner of the room, Vivian sat crouched on a chair with her father and Daniel surrounding her like some sort of protective field as they tried calming the sobbing girl down.“My life is ruined!” She wailed and buried her face into Benjamin’s neck. “I can never show my face in public because of this. My life is ruined Grandmother!”“Are you seeing this? This is your entire fault. Quickly, apologize to your cousin while we’re still being lenient.” Daniel said while pointing an accusing finger her way. Alexandra scoffed. What a show her entire family was putting on. Truthfully, it wasn’t entertaining in the least bit.“Alexandra your uncle is right, apolo
Alexandra ran her fingers through her hair as she walked down the long hall and sighed. What a night. She wrapped her hands around her body and gently massaged it. Now that she had show her true colors to Eleanor, the blonde wondered what move next she'd pull.She wondered. At the stage in which this game had progressed, there was no way of knowing what cards the elderly woman would pull from underneath her sleeves. That was the kind of game Alexandra wanted to play, a game in which she didn't hundred percent know the odds, but was sure she'd win. That type of game gave her the thrill her life lacked.“You did well.”She flinched and her thoughts were interrupted as she felt something cold touch her cheek. She groaned as her cheeks stung.Grabbing the cold object, she glanced at it, then glanced at where it had come from. Darius gave her a taunting grin that she immediately dismissed.“You think so?” She asked as she popped open the lid of the cold object which had turned out to be a
~Twelve A.M, Grey Family Main Mansion. ~Vivian couldn’t stop her tears from climbing out. At first they had poured down in separate groups, dousing her makeup packed cheeks, but as the reality of her situation began to hit harder and the articles about her failed party night started rolling in, her tears couldn’t help but pour out in batches, gushing down her cheeks like endless waterfalls.On the chair opposite where she was currently weeping, sat her Grandmother. The woman was quietly gazing at her granddaughter as Benjamin and Daniel tried their very best to make heads of the situation. They had tried several soothing words, promises and even gotten many of the night’s articles taken down, but as the night’s incident was a hot scoop, it spread like wild fire. In less than an hour since its happening, Vivian had already made headline and just as Alexandra had promised, she was the topic of the night.However the incident wasn’t just going to disappear overnight. It’d be a life last
It was sometime around one during midnight when Darius returned home. The exact time, he didn’t care to know. He switched off the engine of his car and sat in it for a while, reminiscing about the night’s event. He chuckled when remembering the way Alexandra had clapped like crazy when Vivian had tried scrambling of the stage like a frightened chicken and nearly busted out laughing when he remembered Eleanor’s enraged expression. Now he was starting to partly understand why Alexandra took delight in causing tremors in the woman’s life. The other half however, he couldn’t seem to wrap his head around. Her hatred for the woman was just on another whole scale.It was like she didn’t even view Eleanor as family anymore. What had she done to receive such treatment?Well, that was a question only Alexandra could answer.Pulling himself together, Darius pulled out the key from the ignition and stepped out from his car. After ensuring that it was properly locked and parked beside his other pr
He was home and it felt lonely once again. It was the first time in a long while that he had been left with no one. No Fiancée who’d constantly call to brag about her day. No wife who’d always try to interact with him.No one, and it felt utterly lonely.Staring at his reflection on the mirror, Lucien pulled off his tie, his suit followed and then finally his three piece. He went in for a quick shower and when he reemerged, he was dressed in a grey sweat top and sweatpants of matching color. He dried his hair with a hand towel while walking towards his bed and then finally flopping down in it.He laid on his back while staring at the ceiling. It was white and blank, surprisingly like his life right now. He had never actually realized it, and when he did, he had realized too late, but Alexandra had always been the color in his life. She stuck out in everything like a sore thumb. In their wedding photo, her handwriting and every little thing that followed after, she was just different.
After a few more minutes of staying in Alexandra’s previous bedroom, Lucien had decided that was enough for him and walked out, although he didn’t have any intention of dropping the journal he had found. He took it with him and gave it a special spot in his room, hung up in one of his bookshelves.The moment he was done awarding the book its new special spot, he’s phone began to ring. He glanced at the clock on his nightstand to perceive how late it had become before glancing at the device that was laying face down. It was currently after one in the midnight and he wondered who could be calling.His first thoughts as he approached the device on his bed was to cancel the call, whomever it may be from, that was until he actually spotted the caller and sighed in frustration.Harrison. It just so happened to be the one person who he couldn’t reject their call no matter how much of a pest in his life they were.Swiping the answer button across his screen, the redhead pressed the phone to h