“Are you still mad at me?” Edgar asked Elsa in the kitchen when she came to grab a glass of juice. Her first instinct was to ignore him but on second thoughts, there was nothing to be pissed about. He clearly told her how he felt. The least she could do was accept it and move on. “No, I'm not mad anymore. It won't change how you feel,” she shrugged. “It's not what you think. I actually helped Ray because I wanted to not because I felt any sense of responsibility towards him,” Edgar told her. Elsa crossed her arms, “Is that so? You didn't sound like that earlier.”“I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything I said to you. I was just pissed that you came to my house for the first time and didn't spare me a glance. All you were concerned about was your friend and it hurt me,” he confessed. “He was injured!” Elsa said defensively. “Yeah, right, whatever. My point remains you didn't even care about my feelings. You just wanted to see your friend,” he insisted. Elsa couldn't deny he was right.
After Elsa left, Ray showered and got dressed, prepared to resume work for the day. He was supposed to resume early that morning but Edgar has his meetings rescheduled.Now he had three meetings to catch up with and as a PA, he was expected to be there even though he didn't know how to act. He took a look in the mirror. A sense of familiarity hit him when he saw himself in the black suit. He couldn't place it but it felt like something he'd done before. Often too. Ray didn't reason it too much because he had on his mind, way bigger than a mere suit. He wondered how Elsa would react if she saw him in a suit. He took a selfie and sent it to Elsa. She viewed it almost immediately and dreaded nibbles through his skin as the three dots appeared. “First time seeing a monkey look good on a suit.”He let out a chuckle.“Is that a compliment or your way of calling me ugly?” He texted.“Take whichever suits you best,” she replied.“Crazy girl,” Ray chuckled, pocketing his phone. He didn't
“Your employee is very rude. How do you cope with her?” Was the first thing Ray said when he entered Edgar's office. It seemed like the man was already done with whatever he'd been doing on his laptop. “Patricia?” Edgar chuckled. “I'm sorry about that. She might be a little in her head sometimes but she's the best we have around her. Very innovative with amazing marketing skills.”“Apparently she lacks communication skills,” Ray scoffed. “I lost a few pounds just talking to her. How does she market with all that intimidating aura or does she bully the clients into accepting her proposal?”Edgar burst into laughter, “If she heard that, you'd be losing a lot more than a few pounds.”“I don't doubt that.” He took the seat opposite Edgar’s. “You done for the day?”“Yeah.”“Is this the right place to discuss or do we do lunch or something?” Ray asked. Edgar suspected the discussion had to do with Elsa. His office was soundproof and there was zero possibility of them being overheard by ou
“Where are you going dressed like that, young woman?” Mrs Larry was leaning against the door, watching the girl eagerly go through her closet. When she stepped out in a skimpy skirt and sweater, she was forced to ask. “To see the man you're forcing me to marry,” Elsa answered easily. She'd already expected her mom to come barging in at some point so she practiced the lies to tell incase any situation came up.“Edgar?” Mrs Larry scolding tone had shifted to excitement. “You're going to see him? Do you want me to come with you?” Elsa paused, throwing her mother a weird look. “And why would you come with me? Is he going on a date with you?” She didn't mean to come off as rude as she sounded. On a normal day, her mother would have lashed out on her but since Edgar was involved, she let it slide easily. “No, I was just trying to offer you closure Incase you're uncomfortable around him. What restaurant are you going? Is it somewhere expensive?” Mrs Larry pressed further. At that point,
“Where are you coming from?” Was the first question that greeted Ray the minute he stepped foot in the house. He didn't know how to answer it. He didn't Edgar when he was leaving and he knew Elsa didn't want him to find out. “I'm sorry, boss. I know I should have told you but it just slipped my mind. I went out but I came back as soon as I could,” Ray apologized. Edgar sent down his glass. In the few days he spent in the mansion, he noticed that Edgar was some sort of alcoholic. He wasn't a drunk per se but the amount of alcohol he consumed in a day was quite disturbing. “You didn't answer my question. Where are you coming from?” Edgar repeated. Ray sensed the annoyance in the man's tone age decided it was better to come out straight than beat about the bush. “I went to Mama T’s place,” he answered.“Who the hell is that?” At first, Ray assumed he was kidding but the man's puzzled expression suggested otherwise. He didn't know the popular spaghetti vendor yet he claimed to be very
“It's been months, father. Why do you keep doing this to me? You'd rather leave his position vacant than hand it over to someone else?” Tyrone complained. Carter shot him a look.“Why is that complaint directed at me? You know the way to your grandfather's house, don't you?” Carter said indifferently. “You see?! That is the problem! When it comes to your children, you are barely concerned but once Zade is involved, You're up on your feet, jumping to resolve his problem,” Tyrone huffed. “When last did you check up on your wife?” Carter asked, ignoring his outburst.“Really? We're going to talk about Helen now? The company needs me and you're talking about a murderer!” He fired. “The company doesn't need you, your family does. You should dedicate this time to fixing whatever what broken between you too. You did a lot of wrong to that woman and I won't deny she did you dirty too, but I think she still loves you…”“I do not want anything to do with her! If you're not going to help me w
“What happened, Elsa? You sounded urgent on the phone. Did something happen?” Ray asked, literally jumping out of the cab to meet the panicking girl. “It's happening, Ray. It's happening,” she shook him violently, tears streaming down her cheeks.“What is happening? Talk to me, Elsa. Why are you crying?” Ray was more than worried now. The fact that he didn't know what was happening made him more tense. A pool of dread was forming in his stomach.“They're making me marry him in two days! Two days, Ray!” She said. “What? Marry who? Edgar?” “Yes! Yes!! He came here today and I thought he was going to cancel the engagement but no! He told them he wanted to get it done as quickly as possible before he lost me to someone else. We're getting married, Ray! I'm marrying a total stranger!” The words rolled off her tongue quickly.Ray's brain was working overtime to process all that information. Was it because of their fight?Because he refused to stay off Elsa? He didn't know what to think
Elsa held her cheeks the slap met her in the face. Ray's jaw dropped as he accessed the damage. He knew they wouldn't take the news lightly. He tried warning Elsa but the stubborn girl wouldn't listen. The glare Larry gave him was enough to make him sink into the ground to hide away from trouble. The man still harbored grudges about him supposedly hitting his wife and now marrying his daughter ahead of her groom was just the last straw. “We're in love, Dad. I don't care what you or your mother think. You can hit me as many times as you want but it won't change my feelings for him. We're married now! The earlier you get used to that, the better for all of us!” Elsa said defiantly. “What did you just say? You're married to this nobody? You think I'm going to stand back and watch you spend the rest of your life with a riffraff? You would have to kill me first,” her mother clapped back. Elsa stepped forward, unafraid and twice as stubborn as she was earlier. “Well get prepared to die