BRENT’S POVI yawned and stretched my neck, feeling the stiffness that came from sitting at a table all day long, when there was a knock on my door and the next interviewee walked in. I sat straighter, both feeling and seeing the difference from the others I’d interviewed.He walked towards me and stared at me until I gathered my wits about me. “You may have your seat.” I said, gesturing to the chair that was in front of me that everyone had automatically sat on even before I’d said anything. While I wasn’t strict on that culture of being the God to the people I was interviewing, I was happy and feeling ecstatic about this person.I opened the file and went through his resume. “Sylvester, is it?” I asked and he nodded. “Yes. I’m Sylvester.”Even his voice sounded more refined. If I was being honest, I had my idea of what I wanted my business partner to look like, and this man was nicely fitting into that image. Young? He was twenty-five according to his resume. That was very nice. I
“Chloe.” I called and, hearing her voice from my office, headed there. “What are you doing here?” My voice faded off as I saw what she was holding. I grabbed the package of toy she had been opening, seeing the others that were already opened on the floor. “What is your problem?” I asked in fury.She continued staring at me wordlessly, and I dropped the package I’d collected from her. “Chloe.” “What is this? I’ve not heard from you in a few months, and now I’m seeing children’s toys in your house. Are you planning an orphanage visit?”I rolled my eyes at her sarcastic question. We had a team for things like that, and she was part of it so she definitely knew that wasn’t the case. “Why did you have to look through my things then? I’ve told you to stop it.”She crossed her arms and glared at me. “You keep on ignoring my calls. You don’t answer mom’s either. I’m worried about you and I want to know what’s going on in your life. The only way I can find that out is when I go through your t
“Mama, where’s Brent?” Avery said to me and I sighed. Brent had insisted they call him with his name even though I’d pointed how disrespectful it was, and I always got annoyed when they used his name.“We’ll find him. We need to get our baggage first.” I signed back and we headed towards baggage claim. Even though it was a three days trip that had been cut short by one day, I’d still had to take a box as my carry on wasn’t enough for three individuals. Weary from work and the thought that I would be on a plane back to California the next day, I needed my bed desperately, but that had to wait.Brent had texted that he wanted to pick us up from the airport as he’d missed the kids and having no sufficient excuse to say no, I’d agreed.“Hey.” Brent called, waving his hands, and the twins ran to him. Our box was already with him, which I was super grateful for.I walked slowly, the weariness almost enveloping me, and heard the last of Aiden’t recap of how much fun he’d had. “Really?” He a
PRISCILLA’S POVI rubbed my shaking hands on my thigh as the models were being made up and dressed. It was finally D-Day, and all the nerves I’d been feeling prior to this day had multiplied. I looked around for Carlie, surprised when she was nowhere to be found. The backstage was milling with models and designers screaming orders and last minute fixings.I saw my team and went to them. “Is everything ready?” I asked the stylists.One of the ladies who was working on a model turned to me. “What do we do? She has gained weight since our last fitting, so the cloth looks odd on her.” she complained, eyeing the dress that did look too small for her frame.I turned to the model who looked no older than seventeen years, who was sobbing and held back the anger that was burning in me. “What happened?” I asked her.“I’m so sorry.” She turned to an older woman who was probably her agent since the show had a rule on minors not appearing alone, who was looking disgusted and the woman, noticing my
PRISCILLA'S POVMy eyes were wide with shock and the tears that slowly poured out of it blurred my vision. What made it worse was the immense amount of embarrassment I felt as soon as I saw that Brent had appeared on stage, holding the microphone tightly in his hands.His eyes darted towards me momentarily before he tore them away and turned back to look at the judges."Look, there's been a mistake." He said over the microphone."I'm sorry sir, but I'm not sure you're meant to be here right now. I'll kindly advise that you leave the stage immediately or I will call security." The host, with her close-to-AI high pitched voice, threatened.All the while, as I stood there watching everything unfold before my eyes, I felt my heart sink deeper in my stomach and there was nothing I would have loved more than the earth opening up and swallowing me wholeMy gosh! Why is this happening now? This was so terrible and embarrassing. I didn't think I had ever faced this sort of embarrassment in my
PRISCILLA POVAs I walked out from the back dressing room, I was congratulated by a model who passed by.Her face was shining and a smile was plastered on her face as she engulfed me in a warm hug, "you did great out that." I smiled at her in response, "thank you very much." I said to her,"You're welcome." She replied and walked off backstage.I sighed and walked out of the hall, I shivered and goosebumps filled my skin in reaction to the cold air that was biting my skin as it whooshed passed me.I wrapped my arms around my upper part to try to keep the cold away. I was holding my bouquet in one hand and holding my trophy in the other as I walked to my car which was parked out front.I got to my car and wrapped my hand around the door's handle and moved to pull it open but another hand appeared from the side and closed it shut.My brows drew together in anger and as soon as my head came up, I had thought up some nasty things to say to the blockhead that saw it fit to prevent me from
BRENT POVI pushed open the door and walked in, I was met with my sister's worried face. She ran to the door as soon as I walked in,"Did you get it?" She asked me.I stretched my hand and gave her the paper bag I had packed her clothes in.She took it from me, clutched it to her chest and mouthed, "thank you.""Do you want to eat something?" She asked me,Why was she suddenly acting very nice towards me? She didn't seem to care earlier when I stepped out."No, I'm full." I replied to her.I looked behind her to the couch to see some of the kids play things, scattered all over the table, I returned my gaze to her, with one eyebrow arched high on my face as I gave her a questioning gaze, "and the kids?" I asked her.She turned back to look at the mess that was created on the table, "oh, they're fine. And they're gone already. A maid came by from their mom and took them home to her. You can call her to be sure of their arrival." She said,"Alright." I said and walked past her into the
PRISCILLA'S POVThe elevator dinged, and I followed Brent down the hallway to his home, or should I say my former home? We'd had dinner and I wanted to pick the kids up from his place since they were with Salome. After the time Brent had kept them with her while he flew to California to help me, they'd been asking to stay with her again and so, I'd set it up when Brent offered to take me to dinner to celebrate something he still hadn’t told me.I entered the house and looked around, masking my emotions. It looked the same I'd left it. Looking at every painting and decoration was bringing memories I'd love to forget back to memory. I had decorated this house with Brent back when we realized we had fallen in love with each other.“What do you think? Doesn't the house look too empty for your taste?” Brent asked, caressing my hair.I nodded. “I thought you preferred things like this, since you weren't home often.” I looked into his eyes and smiled at the look of love I'd been unaware of t
PAMELA’S POVUgh! This stinks as hell! I covered my nose as the stench of the abandoned house filled my nose and for the hundredth time, I cursed that bitch for taking my life away from me. Goodness! How did I end up here in the first place? I glanced around my environment and boy, was I irritated? That would be an understatement. There's so much to do yet the only thing I wanted was to lay in Brent's arms all day. I was contemplating leaving the house like this for a while until a big perched on my neck and buzzed in my ear, causing me to scream and fall over dome of the other dirty, nasty and smelly things. Uh uh, no, I can't leave it this way. I packed my luggage to a corner that was barely affected by the dirt in the house. After that, I proceeded to clean the house as much as I could. Everything was dirty and filled with the stench of loneliness and abandonment. The cushion had molds all over it while the center table and fan were covered in dust. I noticed a spider's web in
PRISCILLA’S POVOh God! I should've known! I found myself regretting it after listening to Aiden’s account of what happened at the park. Avery didn't say anything, probably because she felt bad for Brent but he still was the adult and should've remained in charge. I can't believe I let him take them out just once and he screwed up the entire thing. What if she had gotten into a bigger accident? What if she was being bullied? I pushed back the tears that threatened to spill because I couldn't let the kids see me crying. After applying first aid on her bruise, I ushered them upstairs but not without letting them say their goodbyes to Brent, because it would surely be a while before they get to go out with him like this again. He gave me an apologetic look after they left but that wasn't going to solve anything, in fact, it made things worse. The fact that he knew he should've been on his guards around them and failed to do so was just disappointing. I pulled him to the kitchen to pour
BRENT’S POVI huffed angrily while holding the kids' hands to the car. I finally got to get Avery to stop crying and I hated the fact that I couldn't do anything to the kid who bullied her but I was going to make sure it never happened again. Aiden suggested that we returned to their home immediately since Avery had gone quiet and the trip had become boring. I couldn't agree more and I secretly despised myself for being unable to give them a good day, all through. The ride wasn't silent, leaving us all to our thoughts. I wondered what it would be like if I had to take care of the two of them for five years on my own. Surely, I won't remain the same, my mental health would probably be in the bin. I considered Priscilla strong for being able to take care of the two of them as babies on her own whilst still dealing with the heartbreak I'd dished her unjustly. My mind drifted back to that day and refreshed it like it was just yesterday when I called her all sorts of unsavory names whil
PRISCILLA’S POVIn my car, I thought of the things I'd say to Sylvester. I mean, it's been a while and I surely hadn't expected to run into him at a mall. I wanted to go home badly but I couldn't because my conscience won't stop hammering it to me that I owe him something for clearing my bills. I glanced around the road, in search of a Cafe that could do well for a lunch meeting and glanced at my phone to check the time. After a while of scanning the area, I finally found one and signaled to Sylvester to take the route I was taking. Five minutes after leaving the mall, we both stepped out of our cars with smiles on our faces. I took the time to scrutinize Sylvester facial features and just like always, he looked like he just stepped out of his closet. He held the door open for me as we walked into the restaurant and my eyes instantly went to a table in the corner of the restaurant. For some reason, I found myself considering what would happen if Brent or his friends found me with a
BRENT’S POVThe kids requested that I give them a tour of the company and I did that, just that it was a bit hard moving around with the staff staring at them like we were on a show. “Maybe I should've given a memo about having my kids over today.”I whispered to myself after one of the cleaners almost poured water on Avery because she didn't expect a kid to be at the company. “Dad, this place is so huge. How did you build it?” Aiden, the ever curious one asked and I smiled. His question took me down the memory lane, how I used to do everything else except having interest in the family business until dad had to force me to get a marriage, a product of which was the children walking around me. “Well, to be honest, I didn't build all of these. Yes, I own it now and I work here everyday but I didn't start any of this.” I started explaining to him and his sister when we got to an empty conference room. “This company was built by my father and mother, your grandparents, they toiled to m
PRISCILLA’S POVI sighed for the umpteenth time after Brent's call. I wished I'd gone with the kids, that way it'll be easier for me to be in charge of their activities but now that Brent was in charge, he might get really soft and let them out of their routine. It's still early in the morning and I made a resolution to rest until I was fully recuperated. Before I released the kids to Brent, a part of me knew he was going to let them do something out of schedule so I'd braced my mind, waiting for his call and just as predicted, I got the call. The kids sounded really happy with him and I didn't want them to miss out on the experience of having a father for the rest of their childhood life, not when they already missed five years of being with him. I used the free period I got to clean the house and make some changes. Although I couldn't stop thinking about them all the time. My mind drifted back to work for a minute and I made a mental note to go over the recent designs once more b
BRENT'S POV The happiness and excitement on his face was contagious that a smile spread on my face as well. I carried him up in arms and noticed Avery was not in the house and my brows furrowed in confusion. “Where's Avery?” I asked, looking around but as he started to speak, I caught a glimpse of her standing by the large portrait in my living room and staring at it so keenly. She stood there, lost from the rest of the world, staring at the piece of art work as though she wanted to know what the artist was thinking while making it. I smiled inwardly at her curiosity and for the first time since I got the portrait, it felt like it had actually done what it was meant to do. “Avery, darling, over here.” My voice startled her for the first few seconds but she came running towards me and pulled me, well maybe my legs into a hug. I laughed loudly, feeling like I'd won everything in life. I dropped Aiden and carried her in my hands instead while holding Aiden with my free hand. “Are yo
BRENT'S POV After I left Priscilla's house, I had conflicting thoughts on how to reach my parents but while driving, I decided it would be better to just call them, that way I can't see their reaction or physical outburst so when I got home, I headed to my room and found my bath prepared already. I soaked myself in the water, reliving the events of today but my thoughts most welled on Priscilla and the kids. I was more excited than I'd have imagined about finally revealing my true identity to them and the fact that they were coming to my work place made my night better. After bathing, I put on a robe and dialled my father's phone number. The call rang for about a minute before he finally answered and when he did, he sounded like he was falling asleep already. “Good evening dad. Sorry to have woken you up so late.” I started off politely in order to ease whatever subtle tension might rise later. “Glad you know it's late and you shouldn't be calling at a time like this, what is it?
Priscilla's POVDespite Brent's constant reassurance that the kids will be safe with him, I just wasn't ready to take any risk with him or his parents but the kids seemed too excited about going to his work place and I can't refuse their request, not when he's present and I have no excuse to give for not letting them go. So after assuring me for the umpteenth time that the kids will be fine and arrangements will be made with his parents, I decided to give it a shot and let them go. “Thank you for letting me help you out, Priscilla. I know it's a bit hard for you right now and that's why you always have me, we're in this together.” He held my hands which was something he'd been doing a lot, especially today. My eyes darted to our intertwined hands, reminding me of the past but I quickly shrugged it off and focused on him. “The kids are yours as much as they're mine and I have every responsibility to cater for the as much as you do so don't wear yourself out trying to act the role of