As they bowed to me, I did not know what to say or do. I simply continued to look at them, feeling perplexed, waiting to see the next course of action. Nevertheless, I didn't have to wait for too long. "This way, ma'am," Robert gestured toward the front door of the mansion and bowed, as he had been doing. Just as he gestured in this direction, the group of women and men right in front didn't raise their heads, even as I followed behind Robert, who was leading me through the mansion. Stepping foot into the mansion, it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life. I was greeted by a grand foyer adorned with intricate marble flooring and towering columns. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, casting a soft, warm glow over the space. Similarly, elaborate tapestries lined the walls, depicting scenes of historical significance. Plush velvet furnishings filled the room, inviting guests to relax in luxury. "This way, ma'am," I heard Robert's voice call me out of my
Hearing that all I have known about myself, my parents, down to my younger siblings, was a lie all along, my eyes were filled with tears. I knew I should have been happy about the fact that I suddenly became wealthy, but the contrary was the case. How could I have been living a lie all along?This prompted me to burst into tears. It felt like a nightmare instantly as I rushed out of the living room and ran towards the corridor, down the stairs, and out of the mansion.Getting out into the compound of the mansion, I saw Robert running after me, and at my sudden halt as I looked around hastily for what to do, I saw him bow and say,“Ma’am, please come back inside. The acting boss…”“Just leave me alone!” I exclaimed, interrupting him from completing his words. And quickly, I reached into his suit's outer pocket and picked out the car key.Pressing the unlock button on the car key, I immediately saw the same Bentley he drove me with to this mansion flash its lights at me as if it signifi
Stepping out of my mother’s house, with my mother and sister behind me, we exchanged smiles once again, like rays of sunlight breaking through the clouds after a storm. Then, when we saw Robert approaching, we saw how he bowed to me like a knight paying homage to his queen.“Ma’am, the acting boss has less than four hours to live. Please come with us, and you may be able to see him before he passes,” Robert said.As he spoke, I noticed Robert bowing slowly again, his movements graceful, like a dancer performing an elegant bow on stage. I nodded gently at him in acknowledgment. With this, I turned to my mom and sister, then glanced at the car key in my hand, its metallic glint catching the sunlight like a precious gem sparkling in the palm of my hand.I instantly took a deep breath. Surely, I was about to embrace my true lifestyle, but I could still feel some level of fear within me, like a lingering shadow that refused to be dispelled by the light. And it seemed as though my mother co
It was my second day in the mansion, yet I was not able to sleep throughout the night. My eyes were as swollen as if I had been beaten up by bullies. The death of my uncle still weighed heavily on me, and I wished I could turn back time and perhaps help him in the situation through any miraculous means available.No matter the luxurious food my private chef had prepared for me and the wait downstairs for me to eat, I did not. I was up in the room Robert had shown me since the night before, still sobbing like a child who had lost her dearest parent.Nevertheless, the death of my uncle had not gone unnoticed, and the television in my room had been left turned on since the moment I had taken to the room.Though I was not focusing on the TV but only on my imaginary thoughts for my uncle and my watery eyes, I was able to tell that every TV news channel was reporting news about my uncle's death.“Good evening, I’m Sarah Johnson, with a special report. At the late hour of the evening yesterd
I shed tears as I read the letter, like raindrops falling from a stormy sky, and instantly I understood that though my uncle had not been present in my life since the death of my adopted father, he had indeed kept his eyes on me and shared in each of my pain and endurance like a guardian angel. But it was all good, just as the letter said; dwelling on the wounds of my heart served no purpose. With that realization, I turned off the television, rose from the bed, and addressed Robert with a resolve as steady as the North Star, ready to face the day's challenges head-on.“You said the burial is today?”“Yes, ma’am. The late boss emphasized that his burial should not be delayed, so this is why we are burying him this early,” Robert explained.“Great! I will be taking my bath now and getting dressed for the burial,” I said to him, then he bowed to me before leaving the room like a loyal servant.***About thirty minutes after he left, I was finished with my bath and had put on the perfec
March 1st, 2024, was the day Tyler knew he had made the terrible mistake of his life. He was seated in the living room with his siblings and his dearest mother. They were all sharing a large pizza, each of them holding a glass of wine. With each sip they took from their glasses, their mouths twisted into mocking expressions aimed at me. Foolish beings, if only they knew what had happened. "A donkey and a tired buffalo—that bitch monster is. I am glad you divorced her at the right time," his mother said of me. And at that moment, Emily chimed in, "Avanna is a beautiful woman that I like. Not like that ugly woman called Alda." With every name and insult directed at me, they laughed and cheered in their amusement. But little did they know that this camaraderie would soon dissipate. Tyler turned on the television. It was 11 a.m., and it was time for him to see what was happening in the city. Tyler, as I remembered him, was more of a person who loved to stay on the edge of the news so
Sending them away, knowing fully well that they had nowhere to go, Tyler was breathing heavily. His emotions choked him up, and he did not believe his own mistake. “What have I done?” he exclaimed suddenly again as he began to pace hurriedly in the house. His hands at his jaws, abruptly thinking about what to do to have me back. And right at this moment, even without changing the news station on TV, he saw the report on TV cut into the burial of my uncle and watched me on his TV screen. He saw how I dressed, the pearl on my neck, my dark gown, and how indeed I looked rich like the TV news had said of me. “F**k!” he exclaimed suddenly once again as he hurried his feet to the wall and began to punch into the wall in great anger and frustration. From the moment I got married to Tyler until the time he divorced me, I did not see him in that madness before, and even after I learned of all of these that happened right after he divorced me, I was shocked at first. Nevertheless, it was h
Seeing all of this on TV, Tyler couldn't tear his eyes away. His emotions were escalating as he regretted his deeds towards me even more like a tempest gathering force, each wave of remorse crashing harder upon the shores of his conscience. At that moment, he suddenly received a call. His picking up the call was a blatant lie. Instead, he allowed it to ring incessantly until it fell dead like a wilting flower, while his gaze still fixed on the TV. *** "Avanna is a woman I learned about the same night Tyler's lawyer brought me those divorce papers to sign." I said as I was asked, hence I saw how the reporters moved an inch closer to me as If i was about to say something that would make the TV station go more viral. "Tell us more about this, ma'am. I'm sure the audience wants to find out," another reporter immediately said. "That night, my heart was almost exploding out of my chest when I saw Tyler leave Nancy's home and head in another direction, which I couldn't understand." "Wa