I watched as her car zoomed out of the building, my mind still a total haze and a complete mess filled with the thoughts of how to prove I’m the Cavendish. Sighing, I shrugged it off and made my way to my room. I felt tired all of a sudden but I knew that it was because of all the talking with Regi
“It’s for you, ma’am.” Alfred said as he stood to hand the phone over to Georgina. Georgina left the table and we all joined her as she picked the call. I hated that something like this was happening and all I could do was sit on my hands and wait for help to come, it felt annoying and the thought
Smiling to myself, I dropped the phone from my ear and turned to see my sisters all looking at me with so much pride and adoration. “How did you do that?” Diana asked, her shock and surprise obvious in her voice as she walked towards me and leaned closer to look at the screen of the laptop I had in
“I just asked if you are still interested in furthering your education, you said you were interested in that before so I want to know if you still want to.” My sister explained. “I know what you meant, I just didn’t think I heard you correctly.” I laughed dryly as I looked at her but she was seriou
I looked back and had no idea when the groan escaped my parted lips because it was another person that I didn’t think I was going to meet. It was Christian Finch and he was beaming from ear to ear. The fact that he had stopped me while I was about to go into the men’s room didn’t seem strange at al
Since we already caught the culprit, I told my sisters that there was no need hiding it and since they brought it out to the open, I’ve been studying everyone the best way I could. None of the family seemed suspicious and I just couldn’t help but clear the doubt I had towards them out of my mind.
I couldn’t possibly tell Alfred what was wrong with me, I couldn’t tell him what had me sprinting out of the party as fast as I could and so I wasted no time to change the topic. Alfred and I stood outside for a while and I waited until he was done smoking, getting a little bit of fresh air also he
“I know you follow the rules of hierarchy here but that doesn’t really matter in a gathering like this, Mr Finch, I’m young enough to be your son.” I paused. “There’s nothing wrong with a child showing his respect to someone who he might soon see as his father figure.” I continued. “My sisters and