2024-01-23 22:26:34"You don't plan on going over there,do you?" Tory asked with a raised eyebrow while they mop the floor of the hall way.
"I am going. She plans on introducing me to her whole family." Scott replied,also mopping the floor."And then what? They just accept you?" Tory questioned."I hope so. All i have to do is relax and put on my best behaviour. Those people might not be as bad as you think they are. Not all rich people look down on the poor,you know. Some are different." Scott answered back."Tell me any rich person you know that isn't proud." Tory sounded.Scott wanted to mention his name but just decided to remain cool. Even if Scott was a multi trillionaire back home,he has never for once treated the poor badly.He has always treated everyone equally without any impartiallity."That's what i thought." Since Scott just remained silent after the question,Tory took it as a No."If things get out of hand i could always leave the house. You don't have to worry." Scott assured,tapping Tory's shoulder and continuing his work.Hours later,Scott was done with his morning shift and was now on his lunch break. Scott grabbed his backpack and headed out of the company still dressed in his work uniform.Since he knows he would still be returning back to work there was no need to start undressing and dressing back up.Scott boarded a taxi to take him straight to the Fernando residence.***The mansion of the Fernando family was already crowded with people. Family members and friends gathered together to celeberate Malcolm's mother 81st birthday.Lots of gifs and foods filled the living room and hip hops music was playing loudly."Happy birthday grandma." Caroline said,hugging her grandmother."Thank you,My grand daughter." Grandma Nene replied. "I heard your fiance would be coming over?""Ah,Yes,He should be here any minute from now." Caroline replied with a look of anticipation.Scott arrived in the mansion and headed straight to the door. Based on the noise Scott could hear from wherw he stood,he was sure a party was going on inside.Scott hesitated for a while before pushing the door bell.Few seconds after ringing the bell,the entrance door swung open and a striking young man came in view.Sporting black hair,handsome face,and nice fits. Pedro Sergio."Uh..Who are you?" Pedro questioned with a disdainful glare"I'm here to see Caroline. She invited me over." Scott replied,unbothered by his looks."That's weird. I never knew she called in a cleaner to clear out the trash." Pedro sounded with a confused look."I am not a cleaner." Scott responded. "Actually,I am a cleaner,but i am not here as a cleaner." Scott now regretting why he didn't change his clothes.But if we were being honest,Wearing this cleaner uniform was better than wearing that tattered hoodie and faded trousers."If you are not here as a cleaner,what are you here for?" Pedro inquired."I am here as Caroline's fiance because she invited me over for lunch. Now if you would be so kind to inform her that i am outside." Scott stated.Pedro began to laugh out loud. "You are her what?" Pedro asked after the long laugh."You heard me right." Scott uttered. "I am the one she's getting married to."Pedro shot Scott with irritated glares after hearing the words he spoke. He still wasn't sure if Scott was being serious or not,so he invited him in to confirm.Entering inside the mansion,Scott swept his gaze around. The inside was far different from what he saw yesterday.The walls was now filled with so many decorations and disco lights that shone brightly. Loud music played and people dancing to the tune here and there.People began to give Scott dusgusting glares after catching a glimpse of him. What the hell was a guy like this doing inside the mansion of Malcolm Fernando?.Pedro walked up to the Fernando family to inform them of Scott's presence."Where exactly is the fiance?" Caroline's brother,Luis,asked while glancing around the living room."That's him over there." Pedro relied,pointing towards the area Scott stood dressed like a poor cleaner.The whole family remained silent for some seconds before breaking out in laughter."Really,Sis? That guy?" Luis asked with a look of disapointment. "That guy is ment to clean out trash not marry the daughter of Malcolm Fernando.""That's because you don't know him well." Caroline stated,walking over to where Scott stood. "You came." Caroline said with a big smile on her face."Yeah,I came." Scott replied,smiling back."Come on,Let me introduce you." Caroline grabbed Scott's arm and pulled him towards the area her family stood."Brother Luis,Aunt Zaya,Uncle Sergio,Pedro,Dad,Meet Scott." Caroline introduced. Her arm wrapped around Scott's."Nice to meet you trash boy." Pedro mocked and others broke out in laughter."Incase you hate your current job,I could always get you another cleaner job since that's where you belog." Aunt Zaya blurtted out with a look of disgust,and others chimed in with laughter."I suggest you go marry someone in your league,Trash boy. I wouldn't let you pollute this family with your trash!" Uncle Sergio remarked.At that moment,the loud music playing already stopped and everyone present were busy listening to their conversation and laughing as the Fernando's humiliated Scott."Hey,that's not funny." Caroline countred. "I won't let you talk to my fiance like that!""Are you being serious right now?" Pedro voiced. "How can you call this trash your fiance? I am disapointed,Caroline.""Pedro is right. This boy is not even worthy to date a begger let alone the only daughter of the Fernando family." Luis retorted. "Hey,Trash,why not piss off and go date your fellow riff raff.""That's enough,all of you!" Mr Malcolm Fernando finally voiced out. "I am the one who would decide whether she will marry him or not."
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