"Cherry is right, you know. You shouldn't call her a bully. You used the wrong word on her and also, She's not a bully because you did not tell us if you pulled out the chair for her or for me,” Stacy supported Cherry. "As expected, you supported her recent bad behavior again. Shouldn't you be scolding her for it instead?” Bruce asked as he dragged out another seat. "I will only scold her when she is wrong, but right now she isn't. So I can not start scolding her over nothing,” Stacy replied, trying hard not to laugh at the look Bruce had on his face. She knew Bruce was slowly losing it because she refused to support him and always supported Cherry. Bruce didn't say anything else as he settled on the chair. Stacy was still curious as to why they were they only ones on a big restaurant like this and she was sure that the room they were in was only one of the rooms out of the other spaces in the restaurant. Gently placing her purse on the table, she licked her lips, tryin
The chefs in the kitchen received the list of dishes their top customers would love to be served but they all had worried faces once they saw the list. "Vivian isn't still here?” One who looked like the head of the chefs asked worriedly. "Yes, sir. Vivian is yet to arrive but I saw someone at the back. She called herself Alison, she said Viviane fell sick so she sent her in as her replacement,” One of the chefs replied. "That's so stupid and unprofessional of Vivian! She could have at least informed us that she won't make it here and that there would be someone else coming to take her place,” The top chef grumbled as he started dishing out the food. "Call her in. We have no time to waste now,” "Yes, sir,” He responded and went to the back of the kitchen to call Alison in. He got to the back and saw a dark-haired lady who wore a wrinklish frown on her face. "What made you take so long?” The lady complained in a hushed tone once she saw him. "My boss was persistent i
Alison immediately turned to him as she shook her head. "No, sir. I didn't say a word. I'm almost done with the drink, I just need to add some ice cubes and then the straw and lemons,” "Then be quick and stop wasting our time!” The head chef urged her as he hissed. "These new workers are just so slow and lazy! Why did Vivian have to fall sick today out of all days?!” The chef almost rolled his eyes as he continued scooping out the ice cream before him into a cup and then he broke some ice cream cones into the cup of ice cream. Alison took out some ice cubes from the industrial freezer and dropped a fair amount into the glasses. She picked out a lemon, sliced the lemon into a thin sharp, and stylishly placed it on the tip of the glass. With a wide smile, she turned to the head of the chef. "I'm done, sir,” She informed. "Then look for the waitress or the waiter, hand it over to one of them,” The chef answered, half of his attention fixed on scooping more of the ice cream.
Bruce paused chewing his food and took the glass of juice on the table, taking a sip from it before he responded to Stacy’s question. "Yes, you can. Tell me, what is bothering you?” He asked. "Can I know why you object to us ever going into the kitchen?” Stacy asked. Bruce drank another sip from the juice slowly, more like contemplating if he should let her know or not. A few seconds ticked by and Stacy found herself fidgeting with her fingernails as she anxiously waited for him to speak up. "You can let it be. It's not compulsory to tell me anyway,” Stacy laughed nervously. "Emily Yates,” Bruce voiced out, catching Stacy off guard cause she had thought he would say anything. "Who is she? Emily Yates that is.” Stacy asked, wondering who she was to the Yates family. "That's my granny! My daddy’s mummy! She was very beautiful and stunning when she was alive, mummy,” Cherry chirped in, and Stacy’s mouth formed a big O when she realized that Emily Yates was actually B
"Okay, along the line of acting the scene, Mom was told to act as Freya the blind girl. My ex-mummy was the villain of the story so I don't know why but she had taken her role too forward. She was meant to pretend to hit mummy. Instead, she slapped her so hard across her face and then pulled out a knife, almost stabbing mummy on her chest with it but thankfully I had already called for the guards attention,” Cherry explained. Stacy's breath got caught in her throat as Bruce moved his gaze to her. His stormy eyes fixed on her as his jaw grinned against the other. "Is this true, Stacy?” Bruce's question spiked into her ear and she quivered from how deadly he sounded at the moment. "It's fine, Bruce. It's been a long day already. It happened in the morning and it's evening now. I don't think it is of any use to bring up what happened so many hours ago,” Stacy tried to convince him. But her words landed on deaf ears. Bruce asked again, this time letting out a low guttural grow
"What do you mean by that? I told you guys not too long ago what I want or didn't you hear me?” Stacy did not like what she was hearing from Bruce. "Fine,” He replied, and Stacy’s jaw dropped. "Did he just say fine? What the heck did he do?!” Stacy screamed in her mind. "What did you do, Bruce? I know it has nothing to do with me becoming an actress,” Stay asked him suspiciously. "It is. It has a lot to do with acting. Cooking can be pushed to the side for a while cause I still need to think about it. Yunno, come into consideration with it and come to a decision on whether I should let you or not,” "Bruce, I'm not in a hurry, I only told you what I had in mind because you and Cherry were pressuring me to speak up, and when I did…. Take a look at what you are doing now or rather.. What you are saying,” Stacy took a sharp deep breath. "Yes, I understand,” Bruce picked up his cutlery and started cutting the chicken on his plate. "That reminds me. Cherry would be a bra
Cherry nodded her head and pressed her face on his toned shoulder, seeking solace for her racing heart. Stacy tapped Cherry on her back. "But how do we escape from them? The guards are not here and if we should call on the cops, I doubt they will make it here on time,” Stacy tried to come up with a plan to get away from them without a scratch on either of them. "Do we need to call on the cops?” Bruce chuckled. "It seems you do not know the devil you married yet,” Stacy’s jaw dropped again. "You shouldn't say such words around our daughter, Bruce,” Stacy scolded as she sneered her lips. "That's bad parenting,” "What did I say wrong?” Bruce asked, feigning innocence. "She is my first child after all. so it's normal to make mistakes while parenting the first child but you need not worry. When Pookie has younger siblings then we will be the best parent in the US,” He winked at her and Stacy momentarily forgot the dangerous situation they were in as a blush crept up her chee
But Bruce didn't stop. He continued pulling the trigger as he aimed the shots at him. The Assassin tried dodging the firing bullets that were shot at him but he could not keep it up and needed some time to have a breathing break. Not able to bear it anymore, he grumbled. "Fuck! Just stop firing bullets, devil!” He cursed, as he ran and hid behind the wall of another dining room. "You're such a coward,” Bruce stopped firing the bullets and tucked the gun into the back of his pants when the assassin ran into the same room his partner had scrambled into in fear. It was clear the partner didn't want to be shot and go through the same pain again. "You and your so-called partner still can not stand up to my daughter. I will advise that both of you return back to whoever sent you guys here and tell him that I said he did a bad job in choosing assassins,” They didn't say a word. The air remained silent with only the heavy breathing of the men hiding behind the door in the room
Stacy just glared at him. "What? it's not like I believed him, did I?" Bruce defended then moved his gaze around the sitting room. "And why isn't Eddie around here?" He asked, suspecting that she might be up to something. "I told the guards to throw her out of the estates. She's doing too much and I can't accept it any longer. I've taken more than I can chew," Stacy snorted, twitching the side of her lips as she folded her arms over her chest. Bruce walked over to Stacy in slow and calculated steps that Stacy had to look up at him, wondering what he wanted to do. " Wh_what?" She stuttered and Bruce swiftly wrapped his hand around her waist, pulling her closer to his chest. "You did a good job by taking out the trash, little birdie," He smirked, leaning closer to her ear. Vanessa glared at the couple romancing before her, her eyes full of hate and jealousy. He had taken everything from her and now he was about to imprison her on top of that? Who does that?! Cough Cough
"Bring her In,” Bruce commanded. One of the police who didn't handcuff anyone went outside and informed his team using a hand sign then he returned to the sitting room. "She is coming,” He informed with a bow. Stacy saw Bruce nodding and soon she saw someone getting pulled into the sitting room by another police officer like she was some sort of criminal and her jaw dropped to the ground! Exact features, exact eyes, exact hair color, and style! The only difference was that the clothes she had on were worn out and looked ragged. Edward's feet staggard back in disbelief. "This can't be true. There's no way she would be the one I fell in love with. She can't be the one,” He whispered to himself, his gaze fixed on her as he shook his head. Edward refused to believe cause the girl he knew back in school didn't look this ragged. She was well-kept and was a good girl who was barely noticed but he did the moment he bumped into her in the hallway when she was in tears. How
Everyone listened to it attentively. * "Bruce, I can't live on like this. I love you. I've always loved you from the beginning! That's why I decided to date Edward, at least that way I'll get a chance to speak to you once at least because I never had a chance to speak to you," CShe confessed, her breath coming out shakily. "I have always loved you right from when we were little but I am just a girl no one took notice of. Just a girl behind the wall and when someone finally did, I did not. I do not Love Edward Yates. I love you, Bruce. It's you I want and love. I can do anything to make you believe me. I can strip myself right before you if that's what you need to see before you believe me, Bruce Yates," her voice begged desperately and for some seconds there wasn't anyone responding to her "I do not love you neither would I do so after you strip yourself. I love someone else and it's only her that I will keep loving," Bruce told her to her face genuinely."You should have some
* * * * After dropping Cherry off at school, it was already noon and she needed to pick her up before the bell rang for closing. Stacy headed upstairs to get her purse as she made a call to Bruce's line for God knows how many times now with no answer from him. She kept calling every time and now she was about to pick Cherry up from school but he was yet to answer his calls. "What's wrong? Why hasn't he been picking up?" Stacy's face was wrinkled as she glared at the screen of her phone. She was bothered about his whereabouts and worried about his well-being. "He should at least pick up and let me know that he is doing good rather than getting me so worked up!" Stacy grumbled, making another call to his which was yet ignored again with no answer. "Pick up the damned phone, Bruce!" Stacy yelled out at the screen, venting her anger and worry on the phone by the way she angrily held it. She climbed up the final stairs and was about to make a right turn when she b
"Where did he go? Wasn’t he here last night?” Stacy gasped, wondering why he wasn't on the bed and it was still very early in the morning. A knock on the door caught her attention and she moved her gaze to the door. "Mummy? Daddy? I've been knocking, why aren't you guys answering the door?” Cherry’s little voice caught Stacy’s ears as Cherry kept knocking on the door, outside the room. She immediately got down from the bed and was about to answer the door when she noticed how rough her hair was the moment her gaze brushed past the mirror. The rough night Bruce had with her replayed harshly in her mind. How could Bruce have left the room just like that without saying anything to her? Or was she thinking too much about it? She blinked her eyes three times, moving the memory and everything concerning Bruce to the back of her mind for the time being, and quickly combed through her hair, fixing the out-of-place strands of her hair. "Mummy?!” Cherry screamed and banged h
"I_i...I do," Her voice came out shakily that she couldn't tell him that she didn't want him. Or perhaps she did. She did miss him, his breath against her sensitive skin, his touch, the way his tongue played on her skin. She missed him a lot in these few hours while he was away, spending his time with Eddie. She just wished she could find out the reason why he was hurting her so much. He hurt her at first and now he was getting close to her like nothing happened before. Why should she let him her close to her again after what he did? He should pay for it. He must pay for it! "You do, huh?" Bruce smirked and slammed the door next to them shut with one of his hands, then twisted the key till it got locked as his gaze remained on Stacy, keeping her in place. "Then why bother to pull away from me when you know you want the same from me? Isn't that being inconsiderate? Being selfish when you know I need you? and miss you so badly? huh?" Bruce confessed as he whispered again aga
"What? How can cockroaches be in here?" Bruce frowned. Eddie hid behind him instantly. "Don't ask me those damned questions! How would I know? First, it was ants, and now cockroaches? What the heck is up with your room?” Eddie asked. “I don't know. It's never been like this,” "What do you mean by that? Are you trying to say all these insects started coming Into your room ever since I came here? Huh?” Eddie asked, glaring at Bruce. "I didn't say anything like that but if you take it that way, it might be true,” Bruce shrugged his shoulders. "I will call the guard to come and clean up the room so you can have some sleep. I might also have to hire another maid to clean up-” "Sleep where? So another type of insect can climb up my body? I can't sleep here, Bruce. I won't sleep in this scary room filled with all sorts of insects!” Eddie suddenly screamed when she felt a cockroach crawl up her feet. "Kill it! Kill it! Kill it!” She screamed but Bruce was confused about what h
An unknown knock was heard on their door and Bruce moved his gaze to the transparent door but could not see who was outside his room due to the way the glass was built. Eddie looked at him and then at the door, she knew that there were only two people who could come to Bruce's room by this time, knocking on his door. "Those witches won't let me enjoy my time here," She whispered under her breath, her eyes full of annoyance. Bruce was about to get up from the bed when she beat him to it. "I will check," She said you him gently and Bruce relaxed back. "Who is at the door?" Eddie asked as she walked to the door and opened it. There was no one before her till she moved her gaze downwards and saw the blonde-haired girl she had expected. She frowned her face at the sight of her before throwing questions at Cherry's face. "What do you want?" Eddie asked but the moment Cherry opened her mouth to answer her questions, she threw another."Shouldn't you be sleeping in your room
Eddie froze midway through her facade as she frowned and pouted her lips at Bruce. "Such a grumpy man. He can't even feed a pregnant lady who is in pain," She complained with a sneer on her lips. "I know that I am not pregnant but what if I was pregnant for him?! Could this have been the way he would have ignored me like I am a nobody all in the name of he is sleepy and tired?" Eddie rolled her eyes. "Douchebag!" She cussed him and sighed. "Goodness! I have to think of something really quick." She thought as she averted her gaze to his broad back that was faced against her. A few moments later_ "Oww!!" A loud cry erupted In the room. "I need water, please. My belly is hurting so bad! Our baby is in danger," The annoying cry pierced into Bruce's ears and he grumbled. "The heck is she up to now?" He almost yelled out. Shutting his eyes tightly, he remembered that damned man who forced him to do this. " Doctor Miles, I will make sure you pay for making me pass through this hel