“Austin,” Grandpa calls me and immediately corrects himself. “Treat your fiancée well at work. You both will be engaged after the second family greeting.”I don’t say a word in response to that instruction, and he doesn’t bother because he knows that I will not defile his instructions.Tessa chooses to ride with my back to the family residence and I can’t get her to shut up knowing that was the exact reason she chose to join my car.“Wow! I am the happiest woman on earth today. I will go to church for a Thanksgiving prayer and offer arms to the poor. I won’t even get man if anyone offends me today.”A deep breath escapes my lips. This is what I have been hearing her say for the past five minutes since we got on transit.I don’t see a point in her happiness but as a thought occurs to me, I quickly turn my sharp gaze to her. “Did you know Emily was the woman the family arranged for me?”“No!” she denies immediately with a small furrow to her brows. “Believe me, I am as shocked a
SUNDAY.Emily’s POV.Brenda regains control of Mum and Dad’s love at the breakfast table but at least this time, there is peace.Everyone seems to be in a good mood except for Brenda and I.Well, Mum and Dad are happy with the family meeting with the Moore’s and the agreement half-reached that they can’t smiling from ear to ear.Brenda looks a little moody; still feigning weakness and unwell but otherwise, she is eating well. I bet to think that she doesn’t want to ruin the atmosphere today with her usual targets at me after being scolded for the first time in her life.On the other hand, I have no reason to be in a good mood regardless of the peace at the table. Even if anyone makes a rude remark at me, I won’t even battered an eye or be angry about it. I will simply focus on finishing my dinner and leaving.I am yet to get a call from Christopher regarding the marriage agreement or the one-nightstand case. I am very worried because I can’t even tell his thoughts or his plans.
Barbara seems to enjoy my reaction because she continues the next moment, “My Dad is good friends with the Moore family so of course, when he asks for something, they can’t refuse him.”I almost laughed to myself. So, instead of vying for a better position she snags the secretary’s position?“You should be ashamed of yourself that a secretary desk is the only position you found befitting to occupy with all your connections,” I sneer, putting her down immediately.Barbara doesn’t seem too bothered with my response instead, she twirls a strand of her hair. “At least my family love me so dearly that they will be willing to do anything for me unlike yours who will treat an adopted daughter better than their biological daughter.” I am not hurt by Barbara’s statement because I have long accepted reality. But I think of her as a full who goes around spewing statements she shouldn’t be saying.The worst part of it all is that she doesn’t seem to mind where she is before speaking mindles
As soon as I sit, Christopher asks, “How did you get your hands on the CCTV footage?”Instantly, my heart leaps in my chest. I wasn’t expecting that to be his concern. Isn’t he supposed to talk about the one-night stand and our arranged marriage?There is no way I can lay my cards out on the table when I don’t know his intentions, so I reply, “I had a little help from others?” “Little help?” Christopher lifts a brow , hinting at his need for me to continue.“I paid to get it for me,” I lie without batting an eye.I know the man sitting in front of me is no fool, and that’s the reason I have to answer all his questions with all confidence, hoping that he would accept them. Unfortunately for me, he looks like he doesn’t buy them.Christopher pauses for a moment and leans away from his food, his gaze still on me. “Emily, I will be contented if you directly tell you don’t want to answer my questions. Don’t make me a fill by telling me lies.”As I wonder how he found that out so ea
I feel the urgent need to settle things with Christopher before his inauguration ceremony in two days, so I don’t think twice before dialling his contact. The call goes to voicemail after two rings, so I try again. In the end, I fail to reach him. I end up leaving him a text before going straight to the kitchen to grab some food. “Emily, you are back,” Mum says, surprised to see me when enters the kitchen to give instructions for dinner. “What time did you arrive?”I literally have no idea if Mum is worried that I might have overheard Brenda’s outburst or not, so I just give her a vague response.“Not long,” I say and quickly disappear from her sight before she can throw another question at me.I am surprised to see two missed call notifications on my phone when I return and immediately, I unlock my phone to see they were from Christopher.I quickly put away my bowl of noodles and call him back not minding if they turn soggy. The phone rings once before connecting.“Hello, Mr
“Let me ask you again.” Christopher stares at me. “Are you ready to answer my questions and tell the truth?”It only takes three seconds before I nod my head frantically. “Yes.” I am the only who will end up losing, not him. “How did you get your hands on those CCTV footages?” Christopher asks.I lower my gaze, not daring to meet his as I reply, “I hacked into Exclusive XX Club’s server.”“You did what?” Christopher’s brows furrows as he squints his eyes. My gaze meet his. I bet this isn’t the answers he is expecting.“I hacked into their server,” I repeat, lowering my gaze again. It feels weird for the first time in so many years that I revealed a bit of me that no one knows since I returned.It makes me feel I’m naked and I can’t begin to comprehend the other feelings and the thoughts going on in my head. “You? No one gave the clips to you?” Christopher asks in disbelief and my gaze quickly shoots up.“You thought someone gave the clips to me?” I ask. “Why didn’t you belie
“I’m not sure you know this, but I was kidnapped by child traffickers when I was eight years old. Fortunately, I escaped from their hands three days later. But I passed out in the forest after running for so long. And when I opened my eyes, I was sleeping a bit and being tended by a middle aged lady...”Tears from in my eyes as I recall and retell my painful past story. Those were the years I solely lived for the purpose of one day reuniting with my parents, but who knew it would all be for nothing.The hope of seeing them again, finally running into their arms, being taken care of by them and being showered lots of love was what kept me going and living amongst strangers in a harsh environment I’d never seen before.This is why it still breaks my heart no matter how many time I try to feign ignorance and a stone heart against my parents treatment.“If I had known that I would be treated this way after reuniting with my parents, would have preferred to die because death came knock
Christopher and I exchange glances, and it takes me a while to respond to him. “I don’t mind,” I say and finish the rest of my sentence in my head. ‘As long as Brenda doesn’t force her way.’I really do not mind being single if Christopher backs off from the marriage arrangement just as long as Brenda doesn’t get him.“Do you think it’s possible to maintain two roles after what went down between us?” Christopher asks, expecting an honest reply.From the way he is staring at me, I believe he begs to differ.“As long as we both don’t mind, there is nothing wrong with it,” I say and end up regretting it because I sound desperate now, so I quickly correct myself.“Christopher I know that we’ve both come a long way and a lot has happened between us. Believe me when I say I don’t want to mess your life up. I can’t afford to lose my job. I need it, and that’s why I want you to keep me.”Christopher nods, his brows knitting in curiosity. He leans back into his seat and says to me, “Wh
Emily.It is with so much relief on my heart that Christopher and I are walking right next to each other without any other human to interfere.Tessa is my best girl. She read the situation and then proceeded to an act. Mum almost ruined it though by trying to make Brenda follow us.I don’t know what she was thinking when she brought up that idea. I bet she didn’t know she looked empty in front of the Moore family for what she did.If I wasn’t so sure that Mum would never want to jeopardize her bidding relationship with the Moore family, I would have thought she was thinking of making Christopher interested in Brenda. I hope I’m not wrong.Because, I haven’t forgotten the fact that Mum was going to help Brenda marry Christopher instead after Brenda found out Christopher’s identity and cried to her that she wanted him.To think Mum had been foolish to even consider her request and even proceed to act on it.Today made me realize that there was probably nothing Mum could not do fo
Tessa.Mrs. Wilson being unable to read the ruin angered me in ways I didn’t know was possible.Even that fool naked Brenda pretended to be oblivious to the situation and sat there next to her mother, fluttering her lashes innocently; like she was some pitiful unloved lady ostracized by her family. If I didn’t know what Brenda was like, I would have fallen for her stunt but thankfully, I would never be deceived by her. But my family was different.They don’t know Brenda is a white lotus and a green tea bitch.And although I would like to expose that witch right in front of them, now wasn’t the time as it could ruin things for Emily. Besides, I can still deal with Brenda on my own.She doesn’t know whose lands she is stepping on.The awkward silence stretched enough to erupt Chris’s anger. He wasn’t a fan of Brenda, thanks to the true stories I told him about how Emily used to be bullied by her, and her mother.But before things could get out of hand; like Chris displaying an
Tessa. Grandpa’s talks were getting boring. From taking about the wedding, he shifted focus to business, engaging Emily’s dad in the conversation.Mr. Wilson’s eyes was full of smiles as he immediately connected to the conversation. After all, the business deal was the reason for his happiness, not his daughter’s marriage. I rolled my eyes inwardly as the silence on my part stretched. And that was when my gaze fell on my cousin, Chris. He was looking my way but I could bet it wasn’t me he was staring at.There was someone he had come to adore who was sitting next to me.From the corner of my eyes, I caught Emily looking back at Chris. And instantly, a smile appeared on my lips.These two looked tired of sitting at a place with no opportunity to interact with each other. Unfortunately for them, Grandpa was so old fashioned that he doesn’t have any innovative ideas in regards to this aspect.He doesn’t understand that the future couple need to spend more time together to know
While I’m happy someone from the Moore family came to my defence which is proof they had accepted me, I couldn’t help but be mad at Mum.What she just displayed was evidence of how bias she was to Brenda. She just showed the Moore family that I am the less preferred. Which is stupid.I don’t care that Mum loves Brenda with all her life. At least, she should tame her emotions and obsession outside. Even Dad who was alert, seemed to disapprove of Mum’s actions in front of the Moore family. I could tell by the way he touched the back of her hand while gazing elsewhere.And I would like to think that he was more disappointed because she and Brenda had indirectly told them they didn’t like the work they did with my wedding invitation cards.Soon, the awkwardness hanging in the air disappeared along with Tessa’s presence. Tessa arrived with a warm smile on her face , especially after she saw me. But the second she noticed Brenda, I saw her smile crack.I perfectly understand my fri
I felt Brenda’s discomfort as Grandpa Moore engaged me in a conversation. I think she’s crazy for even wanting the Moore family’s attention on her. Brenda is nothing short of a heavily delusional psychopath who doesn’t have a limit to her actions. Why on earth would she be mad that all attention was on me now? Somehow, I wished that Brenda will be taken away from my side. I don’t like sitting beside her and assimilating her negative energy. It makes me more mad. Unfortunately, I don’t have any other option. From talking about work, Grandpa shifted the conversation, mentioning the wedding which was in a few weeks. Uncle Frederick’s wife mentioned the wedding invitation cards were ready. A minute later, their family butler brought a square-shaped box with a red ribbon at the top. “They arrived this morning,” Grandpa Moore revealed with a smile before turning to Christopher to give him a glance. Then Mum used the opportunity to say her thoughts. “I think we should unveil the
“Thank you for caring this much about my daughter,” Mum said, her eyes lighting up like fireworks. Then almost immediately, she dragged Brenda into the conversation. “Brenda, you have to thank Mr. Moore.” And as if Brenda was just waiting for the right moment to show herself, she took Mum’s leading and turned her attention to Grandpa Moore. “Thank you, grandpa for your well wishes,” she said softly before turning to Christopher’s uncles to do the same. “... I deeply appreciate your concern.” It was so hard keeping a straight face when anger was about to consume me whole. Brenda spoke so endearingly as if she was the one marrying into the Moore family. It can’t be jealousy driving me at this point. Also, I’m not being paranoid. I have every reason to be furious at Mum and Brenda. I don’t know who is more dumb between the two but finally after analyzing the situation, I realised that Mum was the foolish one because how can you try to get Brenda into the Moore family’s good bo
“The patriarch and his family are all waiting in the living room. I will lead the way,” the butler informed Mum and Dad while gesturing towards the building’s entrance. “Sure,” Dad muttered as he and Mum quickly started to walk behind the butler and in no time, my steps and Brenda’s fall into place behind our parents’. The Moore residence was nothing like anything we had seen. It had this vintage style to the building whereas inside the house, the decors and styles were modernized, making it look like there have been a renovation in recent times. Brenda and I couldn’t help staring at the intricate designs on the walls, and the beautiful sculpture pieces inside the building. But I made sure my fascination was masked with a subtle elegance. Stepping into the grand living room with a splash of pure gold used in the interior decor, we meet the members of the Moore family rising to their feet with welcoming smiles on their faces. Within a few seconds, my gaze swiftly moved from on
As Mum and Dad went over to the first car, Brenda got in next to me and slowly secured her seatbelt. Next, she turned to me, her lips parting several times before finally bringing forth a word. “Emily, how do I look tonight? Do you think my lipstick is a little too dull?” Instantly, my eyes narrowed into splits as I briefly turned my gaze to her. What nonsense?! Is this witch actually asking me how she looks tonight? Is she on something? What kind of delusion gave her the effrontery to even say a word to me, talk more of trying to make me gauge her looks tonight? There could be only one reason for Brenda being high this evening. Her senses have returned. I feel Brenda deserves a beating for her annoying thoughtless provoking actions right now. She only acts out of point and looks for my trouble when she was her usual self. I guess she has actually made full recovery from the surgery. My stare on Brenda conveyed my deep hatred for her and I guessed just for a tiny
My question seemed to stop Mum right in her tracks. She stared at me for a moment and finally, Dad broke the silence. “We are going to be late if you two keep arguing,” he said with a tight frown. I bet he was only trying to end this fight because it wasn’t beneficial with his plans to keep time with the Moore family. “Darling, we are leaving in just two cars. What’s the sitting arrangement?” Mum asked as her gaze darted towards the cars before shifting back to Dad. As soon as Mum asked that question, Brenda interrupted with that annoying harmless smile on her face. “Mum, you and Dad can ride in the first car while I ride with Emily,” she suggested, taking Mum’s arm as if to please her and get her to agree.I’m not surprised Brenda made that suggestion. If anything, I had been expecting it. And if she hadn’t made that suggestion, I would have questioned her.Brenda likes attention. She can’t do without making others look bad as long as it would elevate her in other people