The only sounds that could be heard were that of silver wares clashing with one another as breakfast was consumed that morning. Robert Willams, and his family, could be seen eating. He was the first to conclude his meal, and as one of the maids who stood at a corner came to pack his dirty dishes, he spoke. “I do hope you know indecency won't be allowed at dinner today, Tony.” Robert's voice was stern as hell, and disgust was laced thinly in it. It always has and shall forever be, whenever he spoke to his son; one he was so very much ashamed to call his own, Tony. The brown-eyed male who shockingly was the sole man in the Williams lineage that doesn't possess green eyes paused in his meals and gazed at his father. As always, Robert's eyes portrayed unending disappointment in him, and Tony gulped down emptiness. “I… I do Father."“He isn't worried about you — that mannerless being you call a girlfriend. Caution her on her dressing.” Valentine added rashly as she glared at him. Wh
An hour or so had already elapsed into noon, and the first son of the Williams family was expected to be getting dressed or something. But Robert wasn't even in W Estate anymore. The tires of his dark Rolls-Royce halted at the penthouse of his younger brother, Lloyd. Some strands of his partially gray hair dangled across the peculiarly charming face of a man his age. His expensive leather shoes advanced closer to the massive house, and with just a simple knock, a maid shortly answered the door. “Ma-Master Robert, greetings!” She bowed respectfully, and he stepped in without uttering a word. He gazed around, and the emptiness of the living room but slight noises emanating from the stairs spelled a lot. “That fucker.” Robert gritted before rushing towards the staircase and then ascending it.The unholy sounds became louder with each step taken toward the last door in the hallway. It was slightly opened, and thoughtlessly, Robert kicked it. As the door widened, the two figures fu
“I think you aren't taking this seriously.” Sophia folded her arms over her chest, and her vexed pout was adorable. “Will you please stop with that? Your lips look like the snort of a pig” Klaus snarled, and the brown-haired's eyes flared in rage. “Tessa's going to be okay. She's with me!” He sounded so boastful, and Sophia's glare got Tessa chuckling. These two were something else, and she drew closer to Sophia. She held her hands, then stretched her lips into a reassuring smile. “I am serious about this dinner. If I'm not, I won't be able to be with Doreen; my life would be practically over then!” Sophia giggled cutely, and so did Tessa. “But Francess' my friend — I'm worried about her, and Doreen will understand. He's asleep, and I don't want to disturb him. I'll come back quickly, Sophia."*The drive to W Estate had begun roughly about ten minutes ago, and her conversation with Klaus became more intriguing with every second passing by. Klaus was amusing to be around and wa
“Stay back! A place like the Manor won't be infected by fucking a pauper's presence!” That harsh utterance of words elicited from no one's lips other than Maria.In front of the beautiful penthouse that belonged to Lloyd Williams, a red G-Wagon, and a posh dark limousine were parked in front of it. Already occupying the driver's seat of the limo was a well-dressed chauffeur, and at the back was the second son of Charlie Williams, and Maria.The classy car parked behind it had a chauffeur, and also… Francess D'Arcy.“I understand, Young Mistress.” The red-haired maid Octavia bowed decorously, and in the next instant, the tires of the expensive cars drove out of the compound.Octavia's eyes caught a glimpse of the beautiful brown-haired lady seated at the back. The silk frontal bangs of her hair did shield her eyes, but not her tears.The maid surely saw them, and it heightened her suspicion about Francess. About everything entirely.Since she accompanied Maria to the ballet tryouts th
The richest couple throughout Europe were dressed so exquisitely that Mary failed to control her jaw from dropping in shock. It wasn't too surprising they knew Charlie Williams but…But their presence was so unexpected. “Elias!” Charlie arose from his seat and went to the refined couple. A friendly hug was shared between him and Beth, while a handshake to Elias. All were already on their feet to welcome them, and Doreen surprisingly was already walking towards the door. Elias noticed his drawing presence and so did his wife. Both were already smiling. They had yet to even lodge at a hotel or anything but came here straight once their private jet landed. Charlie did invite them, and they nearly declined it but remembered his youngest son, Doreen, was in a relationship with Tessa. Coming to this dinner would grant them the opportunity of reuniting with her, and also led to the introduction of their possible son-in-law. But…“I'd like to be excused, please.” His words were polite,
Sophia has been phoned, and she tearfully informed him of their absence.“Why did she leave? Damn!” He abruptly parked the car and then ruffled his hair with both hands.Even Francess' number wasn't going through, and reaching out to the D'Arcy was…Their daughter would unhesitatingly agree to help him, but what if she demanded his signature: his signature was all that was needed to finalize their contract of marriage.This was becoming hopeless and Doreen needed help. Fast.Seemingly heavens answered his prayers, a knock was placed gently on his rolled-up tainted window.He sighed out heavily then pressed a button that lowered it and a well-distinguished aged man came to view.His top hat added to his elegant tuxedo, and Doreen wasn't wanting any meaningless conversation.“Excuse me, kind sir. You are Doreen Williams, yes? I wondered if you'd be kind enough to help recognize this broken phone.” His gloved hands presented a phone broken into two, and it belonged to… Tessa.“That's my
She was at the café.The young owner of the café was visibly stunned as the brown-haired beauty came in but dressed so majestically in a gown.Surely, no one would glam themselves like that just to come to sip coffee at a measly café like his. Francess came here to wait for someone.“Enjoy your cup of latte.” He spoke as he placed it on the table and unknowingly shattered her walls of thoughts.“O-oh! Thank you.” Francess flashed a lopsided smile to the owner who also was the server.The café was void of anyone else but herself, and she enjoyed it.One would expect Francess to be at the Williams Manor. Even though the long-awaited dinner wasn't going so smoothly, it'd be sane of her to stick close by, right?Well, she felt the air around that gigantic building to be suffocating. Everything about this night made her unsettled.Her brown eyes continuously gawked at her beautifully made latte, and the heart-shaped foam floating in it brought another smile to her lips.Francess reached fo
Charlie knew better than to try to call him on his phone — his son surely had blocked his number. It was saddening yet was also reality. Since the atmosphere back in the dining room was downright awkward, Charlie suggested a stroll with the Fords around his glasshouse, where magnificent flowers were groomed. With their father, and his unexpected guests, away, the brothers were left to… rejoice. While their offspring and spouse were in the living room, Lloyd could be seen pouring himself another bottle of billionaire vodaz. The coats of their suits were no longer worn, and as Robert sipped from his glass cup partially filled with wine, a smirk played endlessly on his lips. “Y'know, you're fucking smart, Lloyd. A shameless pervert but a genius. I commend you."It wasn't supposed to be a compliment yet didn't wholly sound like an insult. Either way, the green-eyed playboy couldn't care less.“It wasn't shit though.” He sat on the glass-elongated table and then brought out a packet o