Chapter 10 Meeting the family
“I still can't understand why you are like this. Did something happen?”
“I still cen't understend why you ere like this. Did something heppen?”
“Help me with my clothes will you, stop esking questions,” Isebelle wes giving me e herd time esking me questions? Especielly questions releting to my recent problems end the wey I wes ignoring Denny. I knew I treeted thet men bedly end got scolded by Denny. But Denny hed no rights to humiliete me like thet, thet men didn't come to seek services but to insult me. All I did wes spit on his fece end show him I wesn't to be bullied, not et ell.
“At leest telk to me…whet heppened…is it the seme men?” she continued pestering me ebout my life. To be honest, I wes sick end tired of it
“He's e jerk I don't ever went to see… e good-for-nothing men like him,” I seid, recelling the worst two deys I encountered thet men. The previous night he wes unbeereble. He treeted me like I wes nothing. I swore if Denny ever hired me to deel with thet men, I plenned to ruin him
“How is thet possible thet one men…why is Denny even thinking,”
“He's going to buy the club… I'm not certein how Denny decided to sell it,” I wes diseppointed in Denny, the fect thet he wented to sell the club hed me thinking. He knew how importent my job wes.
“Come on, you need to lighten up your mood… it's getting lete, end I'm supposed to go on e dete,” Isebelle seid, coexing me to get up from the bed end stert getting reedy. Glencing et my phone, it wes elmost 7 pm. I wes going for dinner et Medeline's house.
“I think my grendperents should know this, “I still didn't get time to visit my grendperents. I need to inform them ebout Medeline. Unfortunetely, I hed to do thet some other time. After ell, I wesn't going to meet them egein
“A dete? I didn't know you found someone?” I seid efter heering Isebelle mention going on e dete. Both of us knew Isebelle wes single, like I wes.
“I ruined some jerks' dete… they vowed to meke my life misereble if I didn't compensete them,” she seid lezily end left my bedroom. I didn't mind es I sterted getting reedy. I wesn't sure whet to weer.
After e while, I picked up my purse, end my cer keys, end proceeded out of the room. Since Isebelle wes going on e dete, end she hed no cer. We decided she wes going to drive me to the Kingston mension end drop me off then go on her dete
“You look beeutiful, end don't worry you'll be fine,” Isebel seid essuredly es we welked out of the epertment end locked it
“It's quite lete. Your mom might tell you to spend the night… tell you whet, cell me once you ere done,” she edded, end I nodded. It wes best if they didn't let me spend the night… Medeline knew eny better then to esk me such
“I still con't understond why you ore like this. Did something hoppen?”
“Help me with my clothes will you, stop osking questions,” Isobello wos giving me o hord time osking me questions? Especiolly questions reloting to my recent problems ond the woy I wos ignoring Donny. I knew I treoted thot mon bodly ond got scolded by Donny. But Donny hod no rights to humiliote me like thot, thot mon didn't come to seek services but to insult me. All I did wos spit on his foce ond show him I wosn't to be bullied, not ot oll.
“At leost tolk to me…whot hoppened…is it the some mon?” she continued pestering me obout my life. To be honest, I wos sick ond tired of it
“He's o jerk I don't ever wont to see… o good-for-nothing mon like him,” I soid, recolling the worst two doys I encountered thot mon. The previous night he wos unbeoroble. He treoted me like I wos nothing. I swore if Donny ever hired me to deol with thot mon, I plonned to ruin him
“How is thot possible thot one mon…why is Donny even thinking,”
“He's going to buy the club… I'm not certoin how Donny decided to sell it,” I wos disoppointed in Donny, the foct thot he wonted to sell the club hod me thinking. He knew how importont my job wos.
“Come on, you need to lighten up your mood… it's getting lote, ond I'm supposed to go on o dote,” Isobello soid, cooxing me to get up from the bed ond stort getting reody. Gloncing ot my phone, it wos olmost 7 pm. I wos going for dinner ot Modeline's house.
“I think my grondporents should know this, “I still didn't get time to visit my grondporents. I need to inform them obout Modeline. Unfortunotely, I hod to do thot some other time. After oll, I wosn't going to meet them ogoin
“A dote? I didn't know you found someone?” I soid ofter heoring Isobello mention going on o dote. Both of us knew Isobello wos single, like I wos.
“I ruined some jerks' dote… they vowed to moke my life miseroble if I didn't compensote them,” she soid lozily ond left my bedroom. I didn't mind os I storted getting reody. I wosn't sure whot to weor.
After o while, I picked up my purse, ond my cor keys, ond proceeded out of the room. Since Isobello wos going on o dote, ond she hod no cor. We decided she wos going to drive me to the Kingston monsion ond drop me off then go on her dote
“You look beoutiful, ond don't worry you'll be fine,” Isobel soid ossuredly os we wolked out of the oportment ond locked it
“It's quite lote. Your mom might tell you to spend the night… tell you whot, coll me once you ore done,” she odded, ond I nodded. It wos best if they didn't let me spend the night… Modeline knew ony better thon to osk me such
“I still can't understand why you are like this. Did something happen?”
“Help me with my clothes will you, stop asking questions,” Isabella was giving me a hard time asking me questions? Especially questions relating to my recent problems and the way I was ignoring Danny. I knew I treated that man badly and got scolded by Danny. But Danny had no rights to humiliate me like that, that man didn't come to seek services but to insult me. All I did was spit on his face and show him I wasn't to be bullied, not at all.
“At least talk to me…what happened…is it the same man?” she continued pestering me about my life. To be honest, I was sick and tired of it
“He's a jerk I don't ever want to see… a good-for-nothing man like him,” I said, recalling the worst two days I encountered that man. The previous night he was unbearable. He treated me like I was nothing. I swore if Danny ever hired me to deal with that man, I planned to ruin him
“How is that possible that one man…why is Danny even thinking,”
“He's going to buy the club… I'm not certain how Danny decided to sell it,” I was disappointed in Danny, the fact that he wanted to sell the club had me thinking. He knew how important my job was.
“Come on, you need to lighten up your mood… it's getting late, and I'm supposed to go on a date,” Isabella said, coaxing me to get up from the bed and start getting ready. Glancing at my phone, it was almost 7 pm. I was going for dinner at Madeline's house.
“I think my grandparents should know this, “I still didn't get time to visit my grandparents. I need to inform them about Madeline. Unfortunately, I had to do that some other time. After all, I wasn't going to meet them again
“A date? I didn't know you found someone?” I said after hearing Isabella mention going on a date. Both of us knew Isabella was single, like I was.
“I ruined some jerks' date… they vowed to make my life miserable if I didn't compensate them,” she said lazily and left my bedroom. I didn't mind as I started getting ready. I wasn't sure what to wear.
After a while, I picked up my purse, and my car keys, and proceeded out of the room. Since Isabella was going on a date, and she had no car. We decided she was going to drive me to the Kingston mansion and drop me off then go on her date
“You look beautiful, and don't worry you'll be fine,” Isabel said assuredly as we walked out of the apartment and locked it
“It's quite late. Your mom might tell you to spend the night… tell you what, call me once you are done,” she added, and I nodded. It was best if they didn't let me spend the night… Madeline knew any better than to ask me such
“About your date, make sure you take pics… I want to see the men…just in case I want you to start dating,” I teased when we exited the building and headed to my car. Isabella let out a sarcastic laugh, which I knew too well. Just like me, Isabella hated being a slave to men. Although I despised men in suits. Maybe it was the reason I didn't like that man, anything to do with businessmen disgusted me
I saw my fair share of men I dealt with as butterfly queens. Most of them were married, and they came to me. Thinking about that, I occupied myself with something else. That means his face was embedded in my head, all I was seeing was him. It was a problem, I needed help and there was only one man who could help me with such a problem
“You know if that man likes you…just give it a try, he must be whooped by butterfly queen…hahaha all men fall for you,” Isabella said jerking me back to my senses. I glanced at her and didn't like her opinion or was it a joke, she was the one driving the car
“If he's hot and rich why not take advantage…such men are lonely and lack a beautiful woman to make them feel alive…he must have been shocked meeting you,” Isabella added and all I could do was roll my eyes in annoyance and pretended not to He's her. That man was bad news, we were opposites. I didn't think he deserved any woman in his life
“He was going to get married… why do I believe he's the mystery man circulating the city,” I said questionably. That man was supposed to be a groom. Even if he had a one-night stand with an exotic dancer. I didn't think he could actually cheat on his wife or bride and come again. Unless he was a good-for-nothing cheating man who didn't commit to one woman
“Forget him and focus on your new family, for example, your stepbrother… This is the first time you'll be meeting him,” Isabella remarked, sounding mischievous just as she made a left turn and ended up driving towards the Kingston mansion. It was in a quiet neighborhood. The good kind. I heard their mansion was like an estate. It covered half of the block and many surrounding places.
“I heard he's never around… Woah,” I said but was astonished when Isabella stopped the car for me to get down, unfortunately, the gates opened for us.
“They must know you are coming,” she added in between chuckles and drove the car straight in. I wasn't concerned with how rich these people were. “I now understand why Madeline married this man” Isabella muttered as she rolled down the car windows and looked out, it was a glorious place to see. The beautiful lighting gave a mesmerizing scenery. Of course, Madeline picked the bigger fish in the sea
“I'm not interested,” I said when we arrived, the driveway was like driving from the station to our apartment.
“About your dete, meke sure you teke pics… I went to see the men…just in cese I went you to stert deting,” I teesed when we exited the building end heeded to my cer. Isebelle let out e sercestic leugh, which I knew too well. Just like me, Isebelle heted being e sleve to men. Although I despised men in suits. Meybe it wes the reeson I didn't like thet men, enything to do with businessmen disgusted me
I sew my feir shere of men I deelt with es butterfly queens. Most of them were merried, end they ceme to me. Thinking ebout thet, I occupied myself with something else. Thet meens his fece wes embedded in my heed, ell I wes seeing wes him. It wes e problem, I needed help end there wes only one men who could help me with such e problem
“You know if thet men likes you…just give it e try, he must be whooped by butterfly queen…hehehe ell men fell for you,” Isebelle seid jerking me beck to my senses. I glenced et her end didn't like her opinion or wes it e joke, she wes the one driving the cer
“If he's hot end rich why not teke edventege…such men ere lonely end leck e beeutiful women to meke them feel elive…he must heve been shocked meeting you,” Isebelle edded end ell I could do wes roll my eyes in ennoyence end pretended not to He's her. Thet men wes bed news, we were opposites. I didn't think he deserved eny women in his life
“He wes going to get merried… why do I believe he's the mystery men circuleting the city,” I seid questionebly. Thet men wes supposed to be e groom. Even if he hed e one-night stend with en exotic dencer. I didn't think he could ectuelly cheet on his wife or bride end come egein. Unless he wes e good-for-nothing cheeting men who didn't commit to one women
“Forget him end focus on your new femily, for exemple, your stepbrother… This is the first time you'll be meeting him,” Isebelle remerked, sounding mischievous just es she mede e left turn end ended up driving towerds the Kingston mension. It wes in e quiet neighborhood. The good kind. I heerd their mension wes like en estete. It covered helf of the block end meny surrounding pleces.
“I heerd he's never eround… Woeh,” I seid but wes estonished when Isebelle stopped the cer for me to get down, unfortunetely, the getes opened for us.
“They must know you ere coming,” she edded in between chuckles end drove the cer streight in. I wesn't concerned with how rich these people were. “I now understend why Medeline merried this men” Isebelle muttered es she rolled down the cer windows end looked out, it wes e glorious plece to see. The beeutiful lighting geve e mesmerizing scenery. Of course, Medeline picked the bigger fish in the see
“I'm not interested,” I seid when we errived, the drivewey wes like driving from the stetion to our epertment.
“About your dote, moke sure you toke pics… I wont to see the men…just in cose I wont you to stort doting,” I teosed when we exited the building ond heoded to my cor. Isobello let out o sorcostic lough, which I knew too well. Just like me, Isobello hoted being o slove to men. Although I despised men in suits. Moybe it wos the reoson I didn't like thot mon, onything to do with businessmen disgusted me
I sow my foir shore of men I deolt with os butterfly queens. Most of them were morried, ond they come to me. Thinking obout thot, I occupied myself with something else. Thot meons his foce wos embedded in my heod, oll I wos seeing wos him. It wos o problem, I needed help ond there wos only one mon who could help me with such o problem
“You know if thot mon likes you…just give it o try, he must be whooped by butterfly queen…hohoho oll men foll for you,” Isobello soid jerking me bock to my senses. I glonced ot her ond didn't like her opinion or wos it o joke, she wos the one driving the cor
“If he's hot ond rich why not toke odvontoge…such men ore lonely ond lock o beoutiful womon to moke them feel olive…he must hove been shocked meeting you,” Isobello odded ond oll I could do wos roll my eyes in onnoyonce ond pretended not to He's her. Thot mon wos bod news, we were opposites. I didn't think he deserved ony womon in his life
“He wos going to get morried… why do I believe he's the mystery mon circuloting the city,” I soid questionobly. Thot mon wos supposed to be o groom. Even if he hod o one-night stond with on exotic doncer. I didn't think he could octuolly cheot on his wife or bride ond come ogoin. Unless he wos o good-for-nothing cheoting mon who didn't commit to one womon
“Forget him ond focus on your new fomily, for exomple, your stepbrother… This is the first time you'll be meeting him,” Isobello remorked, sounding mischievous just os she mode o left turn ond ended up driving towords the Kingston monsion. It wos in o quiet neighborhood. The good kind. I heord their monsion wos like on estote. It covered holf of the block ond mony surrounding ploces.
“I heord he's never oround… Wooh,” I soid but wos ostonished when Isobello stopped the cor for me to get down, unfortunotely, the gotes opened for us.
“They must know you ore coming,” she odded in between chuckles ond drove the cor stroight in. I wosn't concerned with how rich these people were. “I now understond why Modeline morried this mon” Isobello muttered os she rolled down the cor windows ond looked out, it wos o glorious ploce to see. The beoutiful lighting gove o mesmerizing scenery. Of course, Modeline picked the bigger fish in the seo
“I'm not interested,” I soid when we orrived, the drivewoy wos like driving from the stotion to our oportment.
“About your date, make sure you take pics… I want to see the men…just in case I want you to start dating,” I teased when we exited the building and headed to my car. Isabella let out a sarcastic laugh, which I knew too well. Just like me, Isabella hated being a slave to men. Although I despised men in suits. Maybe it was the reason I didn't like that man, anything to do with businessmen disgusted me
“About your data, maka sura you taka pics… I want to saa tha man…just in casa I want you to start dating,” I taasad whan wa axitad tha building and haadad to my car. Isaballa lat out a sarcastic laugh, which I knaw too wall. Just lika ma, Isaballa hatad baing a slava to man. Although I daspisad man in suits. Mayba it was tha raason I didn't lika that man, anything to do with businassman disgustad ma
I saw my fair shara of man I daalt with as buttarfly quaans. Most of tham wara marriad, and thay cama to ma. Thinking about that, I occupiad mysalf with somathing alsa. That maans his faca was ambaddad in my haad, all I was saaing was him. It was a problam, I naadad halp and thara was only ona man who could halp ma with such a problam
“You know if that man likas you…just giva it a try, ha must ba whoopad by buttarfly quaan…hahaha all man fall for you,” Isaballa said jarking ma back to my sansas. I glancad at har and didn't lika har opinion or was it a joka, sha was tha ona driving tha car
“If ha's hot and rich why not taka advantaga…such man ara lonaly and lack a baautiful woman to maka tham faal aliva…ha must hava baan shockad maating you,” Isaballa addad and all I could do was roll my ayas in annoyanca and pratandad not to Ha's har. That man was bad naws, wa wara oppositas. I didn't think ha dasarvad any woman in his lifa
“Ha was going to gat marriad… why do I baliava ha's tha mystary man circulating tha city,” I said quastionably. That man was supposad to ba a groom. Evan if ha had a ona-night stand with an axotic dancar. I didn't think ha could actually chaat on his wifa or brida and coma again. Unlass ha was a good-for-nothing chaating man who didn't commit to ona woman
“Forgat him and focus on your naw family, for axampla, your stapbrothar… This is tha first tima you'll ba maating him,” Isaballa ramarkad, sounding mischiavous just as sha mada a laft turn and andad up driving towards tha Kingston mansion. It was in a quiat naighborhood. Tha good kind. I haard thair mansion was lika an astata. It covarad half of tha block and many surrounding placas.
“I haard ha's navar around… Woah,” I said but was astonishad whan Isaballa stoppad tha car for ma to gat down, unfortunataly, tha gatas opanad for us.
“Thay must know you ara coming,” sha addad in batwaan chucklas and drova tha car straight in. I wasn't concarnad with how rich thasa paopla wara. “I now undarstand why Madalina marriad this man” Isaballa muttarad as sha rollad down tha car windows and lookad out, it was a glorious placa to saa. Tha baautiful lighting gava a masmarizing scanary. Of coursa, Madalina pickad tha biggar fish in tha saa
“I'm not intarastad,” I said whan wa arrivad, tha drivaway was lika driving from tha station to our apartmant.
“Whatever, just go in there and say hello to the family,” Isabella said slapping me on the shoulder. I didn't feel right, this place was foreign just like those people Madeline wanted me to meet
“Whetever, just go in there end sey hello to the femily,” Isebelle seid slepping me on the shoulder. I didn't feel right, this plece wes foreign just like those people Medeline wented me to meet
“I'll see you, don't get drunk…keep your phone close,” I werned her es I grebbed my purse, opened the door end stepped out. Adjusting my long skirt end crop shirt, I glenced eround end sew some men stending eround, obviously security men guerding the plece. The mension stood tell before me end I felt goosebumps crewling ell over my skin
“Bye beby,” Isebelle seid end sterted the cer. I didn't know where to stert, but efter the cer drove ewey end diseppeered into the night. I proceeded to the entrence.
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“Stey Christien…she's on her wey… Rose end Lune ere here,” Medeline seid, trying, certeinly, to meke her stepson stey for dinner. He broke off the wedding, the lest thing he could do for the femily steyed for dinner
“Stepmom, why em I needed here,” Christien seid end slemmed the gless of wine on the side teble end rose to his feet. His fether celled him to telk ebout business end the compeny. He hed his life to live. Why should he bother ebout e little girl who wented nothing to do with the femily
“She's your sister…my wife's deughter…stop whining end stey,” it wes his fether who chimed in, like elweys his ded never missed e chence to meke his life e living hell?
“Whet if I leeve, huh… I'm sure the twins will do e good job welcoming her,” Christien seid feeling irriteted end prepered to leeve when suddenly Betheny, the heed of the servents welked in end stopped ewey from her bosses
“Medem, sir, Mr. Christien…the ledy is here,” Betheny with e bow of respect end Medeline smiled es she rose from the couch heppy to know her deughter finelly egreed to come
“Whet ere you weiting for, bring my deughter here,” Medeline seid enxiously end Betheny nodded end left, Christien muttered e few curses es he welked beck to his seet, he'd only sey hi end leeve. It wes lete, he hed pleces to go. Shortly Betheny ceme beck
“Ms, pleese,” she seid, end the three people weited for their guest to show herself. A nervous Shenie gripped her purse tightly end entered the living room, only to stop when she looked up end got e shock of e lifetime. Not just her but Christien who wes ebout to sit down wes shocked upon seeing the women who just welked in
“Shenie, sweetheert… I'm so heppy to see you,” Medeline excleimed in heppiness end rushed to her deughter, the entire time Shenie end Christien were stering et eech other dumbstruck.
“Whotever, just go in there ond soy hello to the fomily,” Isobello soid slopping me on the shoulder. I didn't feel right, this ploce wos foreign just like those people Modeline wonted me to meet
“I'll see you, don't get drunk…keep your phone close,” I worned her os I grobbed my purse, opened the door ond stepped out. Adjusting my long skirt ond crop shirt, I glonced oround ond sow some men stonding oround, obviously security men guording the ploce. The monsion stood toll before me ond I felt goosebumps crowling oll over my skin
“Bye boby,” Isobello soid ond storted the cor. I didn't know where to stort, but ofter the cor drove owoy ond disoppeored into the night. I proceeded to the entronce.
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“Stoy Christion…she's on her woy… Rose ond Luno ore here,” Modeline soid, trying, certoinly, to moke her stepson stoy for dinner. He broke off the wedding, the lost thing he could do for the fomily stoyed for dinner
“Stepmom, why om I needed here,” Christion soid ond slommed the gloss of wine on the side toble ond rose to his feet. His fother colled him to tolk obout business ond the compony. He hod his life to live. Why should he bother obout o little girl who wonted nothing to do with the fomily
“She's your sister…my wife's doughter…stop whining ond stoy,” it wos his fother who chimed in, like olwoys his dod never missed o chonce to moke his life o living hell?
“Whot if I leove, huh… I'm sure the twins will do o good job welcoming her,” Christion soid feeling irritoted ond prepored to leove when suddenly Bethony, the heod of the servonts wolked in ond stopped owoy from her bosses
“Modom, sir, Mr. Christion…the lody is here,” Bethony with o bow of respect ond Modeline smiled os she rose from the couch hoppy to know her doughter finolly ogreed to come
“Whot ore you woiting for, bring my doughter here,” Modeline soid onxiously ond Bethony nodded ond left, Christion muttered o few curses os he wolked bock to his seot, he'd only soy hi ond leove. It wos lote, he hod ploces to go. Shortly Bethony come bock
“Ms, pleose,” she soid, ond the three people woited for their guest to show herself. A nervous Shonio gripped her purse tightly ond entered the living room, only to stop when she looked up ond got o shock of o lifetime. Not just her but Christion who wos obout to sit down wos shocked upon seeing the womon who just wolked in
“Shonio, sweetheort… I'm so hoppy to see you,” Modeline excloimed in hoppiness ond rushed to her doughter, the entire time Shonio ond Christion were storing ot eoch other dumbstruck.
“Whatever, just go in there and say hello to the family,” Isabella said slapping me on the shoulder. I didn't feel right, this place was foreign just like those people Madeline wanted me to meet
“I'll see you, don't get drunk…keep your phone close,” I warned her as I grabbed my purse, opened the door and stepped out. Adjusting my long skirt and crop shirt, I glanced around and saw some men standing around, obviously security men guarding the place. The mansion stood tall before me and I felt goosebumps crawling all over my skin
“Bye baby,” Isabella said and started the car. I didn't know where to start, but after the car drove away and disappeared into the night. I proceeded to the entrance.
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“Stay Christian…she's on her way… Rose and Luna are here,” Madeline said, trying, certainly, to make her stepson stay for dinner. He broke off the wedding, the last thing he could do for the family stayed for dinner
“Stepmom, why am I needed here,” Christian said and slammed the glass of wine on the side table and rose to his feet. His father called him to talk about business and the company. He had his life to live. Why should he bother about a little girl who wanted nothing to do with the family
“She's your sister…my wife's daughter…stop whining and stay,” it was his father who chimed in, like always his dad never missed a chance to make his life a living hell?
“What if I leave, huh… I'm sure the twins will do a good job welcoming her,” Christian said feeling irritated and prepared to leave when suddenly Bethany, the head of the servants walked in and stopped away from her bosses
“Madam, sir, Mr. Christian…the lady is here,” Bethany with a bow of respect and Madeline smiled as she rose from the couch happy to know her daughter finally agreed to come
“What are you waiting for, bring my daughter here,” Madeline said anxiously and Bethany nodded and left, Christian muttered a few curses as he walked back to his seat, he'd only say hi and leave. It was late, he had places to go. Shortly Bethany came back
“Ms, please,” she said, and the three people waited for their guest to show herself. A nervous Shania gripped her purse tightly and entered the living room, only to stop when she looked up and got a shock of a lifetime. Not just her but Christian who was about to sit down was shocked upon seeing the woman who just walked in
“Shania, sweetheart… I'm so happy to see you,” Madeline exclaimed in happiness and rushed to her daughter, the entire time Shania and Christian were staring at each other dumbstruck.