Chapter 2

Jeremy and Joanna who weren't aware of the gravity of what they'd done started to eat the cake smeared on the dazzling white marble floor.

Each and everyone of the guests watched them carefully, some even made videos to upload on the internet.

“J. J!” Katrina's voice echoed as she stormed the hall quickly. She picked up her kids from the pile of cakes and carefully inspected them, after she realized that they weren't hurt, she hugged them.

“Look at her, she got pregnant and gave birth to two nuisances”

“I hate her so much, she has no shame”

“Katrina Davidson’s children are as razz as their mother”

Katrina heard some of the guests making jest of her and the kids. But it didn't matter to her, as long as they were alright. Her little flowers mattered a lot to her.

“Mummy, it was Jeremy's idea to pull the table cloth down and eat the cake. We are sorry” Joanna apologized immediately, feeling remorseful.

“S.. sorry, momma” Jeremy followed.

“How adorable, my little flowers” Joseph stated from upstairs as he watched the scene ongoing. Katrina though that he would be provoked by what her children did, she didn't expect him to be excited instead. She quickly wiped off the cakes from their outfits. “Grandpa, I'm so sorry that this happened. I will have the cake replaced immediately” she quickly apologized.

“No my dear. It doesn't matter. As long as they're a part of the family. They're free to do whatever they want!” He declared. “And no one dares to scold them while I'm here”

“This isn't fair!” Lucy whined angrily at the judgment. “This was your birthday gift from dad, how are we going to replace it now?’’

“Wow, coolest grandpa ever!” Joanna and Jeremy chorused as they let go of their mother, rushing to give the old man a hug. He laughed out excitedly, carrying the kids in his arms.

“Best birthday gifts ever!” He declared excitedly…

Katrina was glad that the party continued despite the recent chaos, meanwhile all she could think of what her moving back into the country. The same place which holds so much bitter memories for her.

From how she was maltreated, cheated on and sent out of the mansion like a slave. A lot of other things were involved too, like the rumors Lucy spread about her.

Katrina checked on her children before heading towards the restroom, she had been pressed ever since the children fell down the cake due to the shock the felt earlier.

Katrina strolled down the hallway heading to the bathroom, she didn't notice the man following her until she shut the bathroom door and was about to lock it up. He placed his hands right in the middle of the door and the lock, making her unable to lock it up.

Katrina took a few steps backwards as Frank shut the door behind them. With a devious stare on his face. “What are you doing here, Frank?” She questioned him.

“Katrina, we need to talk!” He stated.

“About what? You know that it is inappropriate to come here to meet me? This is the female's bathroom for goodness sake. Have some dignity and get out!” She almost yelled out, he moved forward and covered her lips with his palms, shutting her up.

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Meanwhile in the busy New York street, in a speeding SUV, Dylan Michaelson was inside grumbling about his grandfather's orders for him to attend the Davidson's family's Christmas hosting.

Dylan was never a fan of such arrangements but due to his grandfather's pleading, he just had to attend it. He frowned coldly throughout the ride, with both fists clenched tightly on his thighs.

If there was one thing that Dylan hated, it was appearing in public. Ever since he was sixteen and had lost his mother due to his father's public scandals, he felt as if the whole world knew about it and would Judge him for it.

Dylan had been cold, distant and reserved for so many years, he'd never even had a girlfriend or slept with a woman, not until that very night when his friends drugged him in order to play a trick and he ended up sleeping with a strange woman

He didn't know how she got into his room, but somehow from the footage, she had the keys and access to it. He thought that there was a mix up, but there wasn't. His friends had arranged a slut for him on that same night.

He couldn't tell if she was the one, she looked a bit decent. And was pure. He was the first man to ever sleep with her. He regretted it, he tried to find and compensate her for that night but he never found her until now. He was a bit disappointed but later let go of it.

It's been five years and the memories of that night are still in his thoughts. Her soft skin was carefully caressed by him, beneath his body. Her lips were succulent and soft. He loved everything about her. He was literally obsessed with the woman.

As Dylan continued to ponder, he didn't realize that the car had stopped right in front of the villa until his assistant informed him.

“Boss, we're here,” he said.

Dylan rubbed his temples shortly before emerging out of the car.

The women standing outside were able to notice such a dazzling enigmatic man heading into the entrance and all they could do was stare and admire him. His facial features were perfect, from his thing red lips, down to his straight jawline and his eyes.

Dylan was the perfect bachelor for any woman of high social class in the city.