In the cosy living room of Kelanie's parents' home, she sat on a two-sitter couch with her fiancé, Stephen and her parents seated on two separate couches.There were wedding invitation cards spread across the tables which Kelanie was being indecisive on."What about this one?" Mrs Jenkins suggested, picking up a red wedding card with rose designs all over, "It's quite nice and red roses have to do with love. Am I correct?" she smiled."You're right but no, not that one. I feel the roses are a bit too much," Kelanie replied then turned to her husband who had been on his phone for a while now, "don't you think so, honey?" she asked, showing Stephen the card."Huh?" Stephen lifted his eyes from his phone screen, "What? Oh, yes. Yes! Whatever you say. You make the best decisions dear." he agreed immediately, not sure what Kelanie had asked about."We are picking out wedding invitation cards for you and my daughter, don't you think you could at least give this a bit of attention?" Mrs Jenk
The mansion was ablaze with lights, and music pulsating through its grand halls. Guests mingled, champagne glasses in hand, laughter filling the air and others lounged in plush seating arrangements, engaged in lively conversations.The aroma of gourmet cuisine wafted from the lavish dining area, where chefs worked tirelessly to satisfy the palates of the elite guests. Waiters moved gracefully through the crowd, offering exotic cocktails to the guests.And there she was, Kelanie, Xavier's ex-wife and her plus one being her fiancé as Xavier had expected it to happen.His two special guests have finally arrived at the venue, now known to Xavier as his home.Now, how will things unfold here?FLASHBACK..."There are two special guests I'd like you to invite to the party," Xavier informed his father.The old man raised an eyebrow, curious about Xavier's request. "Special guests? Who would you like to invite?"Xavier took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. "I'd like to invite Kelanie and
Xavier stood proudly by his father's side, the weight of his revelation settling over the room like a heavy fog. Kelanie and Stephen exchanged stunned glances as Xavier addressed the crowd."Ladies and gentlemen," Xavier began, his voice firm and unwavering, "thank you for your warm welcome. It's true, I am Xavier Kaarel Constantine, and I stand before you today not just as a son, but as a man who has reclaimed his identity and his rightful place in this family."Kelanie's eyes widened in disbelief, her carefully crafted facade crumbling. Stephen's smirk faltered as he realized the magnitude of what was unfolding before him."As for you, Kelanie and Stephen," Xavier's gaze turned towards his ex-wife and her fiancé, his expression unreadable, "you may have thought me broken, but I am far from it. You see, tonight marks not only the reunion with my father but also the beginning of a new chapter in my life, one where I reclaim my dignity, my worth, and my future."He walked down the stag
As Xavier's words hung heavy in the air, Kelanie's eyes widened with fear. She struggled against Xavier's grip, but his hold on her wrists was firm, anchoring her in place.The room fell into a stunned silence, all eyes fixed on the unfolding scene before them. With a final, chilling glare at Kelanie, Xavier released her, letting her stumble back in shock.Without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving Kelanie trembling in his wake, her plans of manipulation shattered as she turned on her heels and ran."What are you all standing still for?! Enjoy the party!" Mr Kaarel shouted with an encouraging smile on his face as he waved his hands at the crowd.Outside the Kaarel Family Mansion, Kelanie's footsteps echoed against the pavement as she reached the gates, her breath coming in ragged gasps.Just after a few seconds of stopping, she heard the once-muted music resume with an even louder boom.Turning back to look at the mansion, Kelanie's visage was a mess of smudged makeup an
Clarissa walked into her bedroom, barely dodging a glass cup that flew towards her face but shattered on the wall behind her instead.Shocked, she turned to see who it was that threw it but was only shocked the more to find her son, Alexander, being responsible.The entire room stunk of alcohol and Alexander was wallowing in it.Clarissa rushed over to Alexander, "You idiot! You could have injured me! Or worse, I could have been killed! What is wrong with you? Why are you getting drunk in my bedroom?""Why wouldn't I? Huh?! Why wouldn't I? When that bastard is out there, taking all the glory that should have been mine!" Alexander shouted.He gulped down the remaining contents of the bottle directly and threw the emptied bottle aside.Clarissa wore a frown on her face. She hated the sight of Alexander acting out and behaving so miserably."My booze." Alexander hiccuped, searching around the bed for another bottle of alcohol but not finding any.He stood up but kept staggering back and
As the morning sunlight streamed into the bedroom, Xavier slowly woke up in his new bedroom, the last night, his father, Mr Kaarel, had moved him to a more befitting room. Just as Xavier began to stretch his limbs, there was a gentle knock on the door. "Sir, breakfast has been served," a maid's voice announced from the other side. "So early?" Xavier wondered. "Thank you," he replied, his voice still groggy from sleep. "I'll be down shortly." After dismissing the maid, Xavier dragged himself out of bed and made his way to the en-suite bathroom to freshen up. As he splashed cold water on his face, he couldn't shake off a nagging feeling of unease, a sense that something was amiss and it was giving him the chills. Once Xavier felt more awake, he quickly dressed and headed downstairs to the dining room. However, just as he rounded the corner from the hallway, his shoulder collided with someone, causing him to stumble slightly. "Watch where you're going," Alexander snapped, shootin
Xavier rushed to his father's side, his heart pounding with fear. "We need to get him help, now!" he exclaimed, his voice laced with urgency. Clarissa, wide-eyed and pale, reached for her husband, her hands trembling. "Call for an ambulance," Xavier instructed her, his mind racing with worry for his father. As the chaos unfolded, Alexander stood frozen, his expression a mixture of shock and guilt, "it wasn't supposed to be him.""Alexander! What are you standing there for?! Go get the car key!" Clarissa screamed at her son as she ran, tailing Xavier who was guiding Mr Kaarel quickly out of the mansion.On getting outside, Clarissa rushed to her car and Alexander showed up with the key. She unlocked all the doors with just the push of a button and got behind the steering wheel herself.Xavier got Mr Kaarel into the back seat and stayed there with him while he kept coughing profusely. Alexander sat in front with his mother and she drove the car into the open road."I can't believe th
Xavier watched Alexander walk out that door, but just maybe he shouldn't have. Maybe he should have done something, anything at all. But what could he have done at that moment to prevent what was coming to him?***A hard and harsh slap landed on Alexander's face like he had never felt before."Was it you, Alexander?! Tell me the truth!" Clarissa ordered.She had driven both herself and Xavier to a clear road where she was sure there would be no one eavesdropping on their conversation. And now, they both stood beside the car, exchanging words with each other."How can you believe the words of that pig, mother?! You just slapped me without even hearing me out!" Alexander said, his eyes, fierce like a ticking timebomb ready to slaughter."Oh give me a break you piece of shit! You think I give a hoot about what comes out the mouth of a nobody?!" Clarissa shouted at him, stepping forward with her finger pointing at him, "I know you. I know what you are capable of. That is why I am questio