Chapter Seven

Genevieve.

At first, I wanted to do as Mother said, after all, I’m the one who’s at the bottom here, I have nothing and if Mother were to cut the money and other supplies to the orphanage then that would make me feel bad.

Before leaving there; that’s after I found my family, I promised the little ones there that I would do everything in my power to support them, and that, shouldn't be hard for someone whose parents are rich right?

During the first months of being back, my mother and father fulfilled my wish, they provided what the orphanage needed at times two. They were ready to do it as long as I remained their docile and oppressed daughter.

I haven’t really had much fun since I came to this mansion, I mean how could I when Dahlia turned everyone against me? She acted like the devil inside and an angel while we were out at social gatherings. I have always thought I wasn’t the one good enough, I mean I was the one who got lost at a young age and also the one who didn’t grow up with proper manners.

Staying with my parents these past few months with my sister Dahlia made me realize that no matter how hard I struggle to get their attention, I would never be like Dahlia in their eyes.

To them Dahlia is the perfect daughter who wouldn’t do anything to tarnish their reputation or soil their names; I am always the bad one.

My legs didn’t shake as I thought it would be as I walked forward, neither was I scared.

I found a new profound hope in those hazel eyes, for some reason, I believed he would help me out of this but all I had to do was plan this right.

A waiter gave the microphone to me as soon as I got there, some people were already staring at me. I gulped before bringing the microphone to my mouth.

“I would like everyone's attention please,” I started with a polite voice.

I sounded confident which was good.

Everyone's eyes were on me now, the whole hall was quiet as no one was having a side chat, and their attention was on me. Me!!

I looked at my parents again for the last time, hoping they would save me from doing this but nope. Mother gave me a nod which meant for me to go ahead; if only she knew what I was planning.

“Good evening everyone, I would like you all to know some few things happening tonight,” I said, avoiding my parents' gaze at all costs.

I wasn’t going to let them push me into doing something that wasn’t my fault.

Dahlia stole her sister's fiancé and that is a crime frowned on.

“As you all know, I’m Genevieve Parker, daughter of Mr and Mrs Martin Parker. I’m their eldest who is supposed to get engaged tonight but due to some unfortunate circumstances that isn’t going to hold,” I looked at everyone and smiled when they started whispering.

“My fiancé, Marcus, who isn’t here happens to fall out of love with me and decided to go for someone else,” I decided not to call Dahlia's name after all everything would eventually come to light someday.

The murmuring became louder, every single person wanted to know what was going on.

“But that isn’t the interesting part,” I made a dramatic pause.

Gosh, I never knew speaking out would be so refreshing.

For months upon months, I have been trampled on over and over again by Dahlia and my parents but that was going to change. I’m not going to let them say what’s good or bad for me anymore.

“The interesting part is that I already have another man who’s willing to marry me,” I stared ahead and gulped when my eyes connected with his.

His brows raised like he was daring me to go on.

I am not scared.

“But due to some reasons, I can’t say who he is tonight but you all will be invited to my engagement and wedding party. Good night everyone and thank you for being here even though tonight was a failure,” I wanted to drop the microphone but decided that I should at least give them a hint.

“I’ve changed my mind, everyone, I think you all deserve to know who my man is,” I added with a smirk, I looked at my parents' raging eyes as I continued.

“He’s in the hall with us and his name is….”

Damn it….why can’t I remember his name? Mother called his name a while ago….was it kin…

“His name is Mr King and we will be getting engaged soon. For real this time, good night everyone,” I dropped the microphone, and without looking at my parents’ side I rushed out of the hall.

From the corner of my eyes, I could see people rushing toward the people I call parents; they definitely want to know what happened and I pray they tell them the truth.

I felt goosebumps all over my body and it felt like I was being watched.

I looked around and almost fell to the ground when I saw who was looking…..no, glaring at me. Without thinking twice I rushed out of the hall, I needed some fresh air.

••••••••

I didn’t know where I was going but all I knew was that I wasn’t around my parents' premises anymore and the worst part of it was that I had no phone with me.

I would have ordered an Uber to take me around town so I could clear my head, and by doing that maybe I could drop by a bar and have some drinks even though I haven’t done that before.

I let out another sigh, what was I thinking while saying that? I had no idea why I said all of that.

I was……forced to make my own decisions and in doing that I dug a deeper pit for myself.

I have no other man in my life apart from Marcus, he’s the one who I have come to love even though he doesn’t want me. But now after saying those things I said back there I really need to look for a way to get Mr King to accept the engagement.

My whole head felt like it was going to explode if I kept on thinking, one minute I kept telling myself that I did the right thing by saying that, the next minute I was beating myself up for saying that and ‘tarnishing’ my family reputation just as father and mother always said.

Right now I had no idea what would happen to the orphanage but I knew I would work something out before Mother could stop providing for them.

I let out another sigh and slumped on the bench alongside the road. Everything in my life isn’t going as I planned, everyone always turns their back on me when I need them the most.

I thought my family would always support me since I was their daughter but no. I get treated like the outcast of the family instead of being treated like a family.

I hate everything happening to me right now.

I rested my head on the side of the bench and closed my eyes for a while, but that didn’t last up to a minute before a bright light flashed on my face.

I quickly opened my eyes hoping to see a cab or a bus but that wasn’t it, the car before me was more beautiful and expensive than a cab and the driver was none other than.

“M….Mr King,” I stuttered with wide eyes.

His face was hard as he glanced at me, he took his eyes off my body and uttered a word,

“Get in,”

I’m in so much trouble.