Slapping her across the face

Emma scoffed as she came down of her roll Royce.

She stared at the huge mansion in front of her with disgust, she could remember vividly how she begged her grandmother to let her leave there bit her grandmother forbade her.

What it worth it?

The mansion looked like trash in her eyes, simply it gave out no vibe for her, a scoff escaped her lips.

She restrained her anger as she entered the mansion, everyone's eyes was on her.

The family room was a room where all the family gathered for a meeting, there was a lot of chairs and a table in the centre, simply it was like a meeting room where they all had their discussions.

It was decorated with red curtains that matched with the over layed rugs on the floor.

The walls papers were a little old fashioned, since it dated back to the nineteenth century.

Everyone was already present there, in all Grandma Martha had only six granddaughters.

Grandma Martha simply stared at her granddaughter, who was very late. "You are late!" 

She also hated tardiness. Hence, she saw it as an offense.

Emma's stare on her almost made her swallow her salvia, Martha was scared.

What if she slapped me like she did to Bose?

Simply, she just kept her dainty mouth shut.

"If it isn't Emma, I can't believe that you are here" Mika's sharp voice bounced out, normally, for no reason she hated Emma's guys though they were of the same age. She her self was a pretty model.

Emma had no time for exchanging words with any cousins, just for the fact that Ava's life was in stake, she wouldn't even have been here in the first place, she just needed to get this over with and go home.

Mika gnashed her teeth when she noticed that Emma wasn't replying to her talks, she boiled with anger as she stood up and dashed towards her.

"Why aren't you replying back, huh?" When they were little, Mika bullied her a lot and sometimes she would end up crying.

But what she failed to know was that, that was in the past, right now, Emma was a total different person, a snake in a green grass, and no one dare passes her boundaries.

Everyone present including Charlotte and Cheyenne, they were twins and were older that Emma, they hated her too  and wished that she could vanish into mid air.

Mika got really angry when she noticed that Emma's face was stiff as a board, "Are you going to cry like you use too?"

Grandma Martha felt scared, what if another fight break up again?

"Dare touch me, and believe me, I will snap your hands into too!!" Emma's sharp voice boomed out, it sent a shiver down Mika's spine, she felt scared, what if she was telling the truth?

Emma really hated it when they made fun of her past.

Mika zipped her mouth shut, as she became quiet, she humbly sat down and listened to whatever Grandmother Martha had to say.

Emma also took her seat, her eyes, glancing at her wristwatch every minute.

GrandMa Martha clears her throat to get everybody's attention, "Ahem"

When she noticed that she had got everybody's attention, she began what she was saying. "Earlier today, that Hart's Family brought engagement gifts"

She noticed the shock in everybodys faces, who wouldn't be excited to get married to one of the Hart's? They were the world's prominent family?  

Emma's face squeezed, engagement gifts? So the young master is interested in one of them? Hahaha.

Mika smiled, she was already imagining it was her, she felt fulfilled and her heart danced in joy.

Martha continued. "so they are inviting us to their ball, where he will chose one of you guys".

Everyone was shocked, choose? In their heart they all prayed it was them, they all needed to be his wife.

Everyone heard about the legendary Young Master, fearless, handsome, rich what else could they ask for.

However Emma's eyes held no surprise, in fact she was just praying in her mind so he wouldn't choose her, she had a lot of things going on in her mind and marriage was the least of her problems right now.

"Grandmother, when is the ball?" Charlotte asked, flicking her long eye lashes, she could already feel that he was her husband.

"Tomorrow!" Her words shocked them all.

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow? Like Tomorrow?

They all needed to get ready.

They all needed to shop for their dresses.

"All of you, be present tomorrow, because this could all change our life's forever" Martha sharp tone was heard.

"Meeting dismissed" As soon as she said it, everyone disappeared, they needed to shop for their dresses tomorrow.

The only one present in the room was Mika, Charlotte, Emma and Old Mistress Martha.

Martha walked towards Emma with a devious smile, "You has better be here, tomorrow, Emma, or you can say goodbye to Ava" She threatened, she knew how much the latter loved Ava like her own sister.

So why not use what she love to threaten her?

Emma gnashed her teeth, she could already see it coming, however she was a woman of short words, she simply nodded her head, as she turned around to leave when she saw Mika walking towards her.

'Hasn't this girl learn enough lessons in one day' She thought as she rolled her eyes in dismay.

Mika walked to her, her high heels clanking in the floor, "Emma, are you coming tomorrow?

Emma gazed at her with indifferent gaze. "Yes, I will, if you don't have anything to say, I will leave now!"

Mika didn't want to be defeated that easily, "How are you parents doing in the grave?" She tried to taunt her.

Emma boiled with anger, her face shone in her great anger, she hated when someone uses her family death to rub her in the face She hated it so badly.

"Never, you talk about my Family like that!!" Emma's voice was deadly cold, Mika shuddered in fear. She felt meek to even talk back.

Charlotte gnashed her teeth in anger, as she walked over to them. "Just because she made fun of your parents, dosen't mean you should talk back, you parents are really useless and now that they are dead, yeah" Charlotte words shook her to the very core.

However, what Emma did shocked everyone present, she slapped Charlotte across the face so hard, even if you were there, you would feel the pains.

Charlotte held her face with a palm, horror and pains clearly written all over her face.