The next day, a Saturday, the news channels were hit with shocking news of Mr Carter being alive. Mr Garcia was sitting behind his TV when he saw the news of Mr Carter being alive. His eyes widened. "Isabella, come quick," Mr Garcia shouted from the living room."What happened?" Isabella asked as she descended the staircase into the living room."Look," Mr Garcia replied with his eyes fixated on the television set as he pointed to the screen."Mr Carter is alive?" Isabella asked in shock."So who did we bury?" Isabella asked and Mr Garcia shrugged his shoulders.Isabella sat down and Mr Garcia increased the volume to listen to what the reporter was saying."The city of New York woke up to an interesting news about Mr Carter the well-known billionaire whose burial service we held at the church a couple of months ago and later sent to the grave to be buried to be very much alive. As you can see behind him, he was supported this morning by one reporter when he was exiting the courthouse
At Mr Garcia's home, later in the day, Mr Garcia heard a knock on his door and he went to answer it. It was Mr Carter and a young lady. He invited them in and ushered them to the living room. "You are welcome," Mr Garcia said and Olivia stood to her feet looking at Mr Garcia.Mr Garcia looked at the young lady wondering what she was doing."Daddy," Olivia said and Mr Garcia stared at her."Olivia?" Mr Garcia said."Yes," Olivia replied."How? I saw the image, I.....I....," Mr Garcia said alternating his gaze between the lady before her and Mr Carter. "Mr Carter found me and saved me," Olivia replied and Mr Garcia instantly became emotional.Mr Garcia covered his mouth with his hand and uncontrolled tears began to fall from his eyes. Olivia got emotional too and hugged him."Forgive me, my daughter. I didn't protect you as a father. I abandoned you and watched while people treated you badly. I don't deserve you. I am so sorry," Mr Garcia said while hugging Olivia."It is okay, Dad. I
Ethan knocked and entered Camila's room and closed the door. The moment he closed the door, Camila came to him and kissed him. Ethan froze and for a moment didn't know what to do. She was heavily pregnant and pushing her felt like a terrible option. Opening the door was also not a good idea, what if Olivia sees them? She might misunderstand the situation. Ethan held Camila's shoulder and held her at arm's length pulling away from her. "Get a hold of yourself. I am neither your boyfriend nor husband. Do you go about kissing every man you are attracted to on the street? Have some dignity and respect for yourself. You make yourself too cheap and that is why you never attracted me and with this attitude, you will not attract any good man out there," Ethan said in one breath to Camila looking very angry. "You think I am cheap?" Camila said almost on the verge of tears. "It was one thing to be cheap and another to act like one. You are not cheap, you just present yourself as one," Ethan
It was a beautiful Saturday morning in the City of New York. Mrs Garcia woke up to find one side of the bed empty. She searched the room for her husband only to find him coming out of the bathroom in a bathrobe and talking on the phone. "Thank you so much," he said and ended the call "My love, guess what?" he said after greeting his wife with a kiss "You know I don't like guessing games. What happened?" Mrs Garcia asked "We got the invitation to the Billionaire's meet," he announced with lots of excitement "Are you being serious?" Mrs Garcia asked suddenly looking alive "Yes, that was what the call was all about. The ticket to the event would be delivered by noon today," he informed her grabbing a shirt from the closet."Aww my darling husband, since the day we got married this is the best thing you have done for me," she praised making her husband frowned "Really?" he questioned "Yeah, what good thing have you done for me aside from cheating on me with our house help," she re
Mr and Mrs Garcia arrived at the location and stopped at the entrance of the grand Auditorium. The attendant opened the door for them and they stepped on a red carpet coming out of the car. The cameras of the press present started flashing as they walked towards the auditorium. Mrs Garcia couldn't help but smile ear to ear as the camera lights flashed and the press tried to speak with her which she happily ignored feeling just like a celebrity.This is the kind of life she wants. Being the centre of media attention. Her husband is an average rich man but does not have enough money to give her the kind of power and attention she seeks. When she walks around town, she looks like an ordinary rich person due to the expensive clothes she wears. The auditorium was well-decorated with crystal chandeliers lining up the auditorium roof. There was a huge stage at the front and multiple round tables with flowers nicely arranged in the room. On each table, there was a number which corresponds w
"Why Olivia and not Camila?" he asked and Mr Carter looked at him not sure if now is the time to tell him or if he needed to wait a while. He looked at the two ladies chatting in the garden and moved Mr Garcia further away to a place he considered safe. He got closer and spoke in a very low tone, so only Mr Garcia would hear what he had to say"Ths is the reason why I want Olivia and not Camila," he began and Mr Garcia listened attentively Back in the garden, the two ladies were getting along so well since they have so much in common. "I didn't know you liked those," Mrs Carter commented "It is relaxing you should try it sometime," Mrs Garcia said "I am glad we met, I enjoy your company very much. Now I can boast of two best friends," she said "Oh, that is great. Perfect number, we can have a lady's day out," came Patricia's voice from behind them. "Hello Patricia," Mrs Carter welcomed and Mrs Garcia looked on "I am parched, I need a glass of drink," Patricia said and sat down
"I am saying, your servant girl is the chosen bride for my son," she repeated "No! No! That can't be," she said still holding the phone to her ears. "Your husband didn't tell you?" she asked "No, he .." she began and recalled her conversation with her husband. She remembered her husband had only told her the Carters had chosen a bride from their family but never mentioned who. It was now clear to her why her husband was against her announcing it at the table. "You bastard," she thought realizing her husband didn't tell her who the bride is, she assumed it was Camila. "Wait, let me call my husband," she said and ended the call and dialled her husband's number and brought the phone to her ears. It rang thrice but he didn't answer. She called Jonathan and he informed her, Mr Garcia had left the company to take care of some business outside. She ended the call and tried calling her husband again but again, there was no answer."Mum, what is going on?" Camila asked seeing her sudden
"Olivia is a servant girl and it makes sense she couldn't handle the news. See, Camila is off the same age as Olivia and if anything, Camila is very intelligent," she said hoping it would convince him to accept Camila "Are you done?" he asked to her surprise and Mrs Garcia didn't know what to say in front of the all-powerful Mr Carter. "As I said, find Olivia," he said making Mrs Carter also frowned"She is the one I want for my son," he added and turned to look at his wife.Mrs Carter understood he wanted them to leave. He got up and she also stood to her feet. He headed for the door and she followed him. The guards quickly opened the door seeing him approached and they followed him out. Mr Garcia was standing there, watching them leave with his wife pacing up and down and raising her hands repeatedly but no words followed her frustrated appearance. Mr Garcia felt worried about what has just happened. He had thought earlier, he could expand his business with his help but it looks