Walking down from the stairs, Vivienne, the former Queen of Paris asked the butler if Alex was back from the meeting he has with the Victoria Secret agency as he ought to have been back like ten minutes ago.
Zhao, the Chinese butler replied that he hasn't seen Alex.
She took out her phone and called her son but the call was diverting.
She tried again and that was when the entrance door opened. Alex walked into the room and that made her disconnected the call.
"Why were you late? I was getting bothered." Vivienne said as she approached him.
"Good evening mom" Alex said as her pecked her checks.
"How was the meeting?" His mother asked as she sat beside him on the couch she bought for almost five hundred thousand grands two months ago.
"It would have gone well if I haven't seen that two faced bitch Clara there" Alex said.
Only his mother knew the bad blood he has with Clara Torres, the hottest model in the industry. Alex had a past relationship with the half Mexican model but now she's his sworn enemy.
"You should let go of the past Alexander, I just want you to be happy. Let go of whatever that's between you too, I'm not asking you to take her back. You can just be neutral with her."
Vivienne said softly while rubbing her head.
Looking at both of them from a far, one would have mistaken them for lovers because of how flawless his mother's skin is. Despite being a little over forty, Vivienne Jayden maintained her skin. She white delicate skin was like that of a baby and her smooth face makes men want her despite her age.
In a part In South America , a man was smoking a cigar as he adjusts his black Armani suit. A man was tied down as blood drips from his nose and mouth.
"Do you know how mad I am right now?" He man asked as he burns the man skin with his Cigar. He screams in anguish.
"Yes! Scream! That's what you deserve after you betrayed your family. You forgot the code of omertà , Family First" he picks up a gun as he shot him on his head.
Picking up his phone, he called his WASTAGE COLLECTOR.
"Teeth for your trophy Carmen".
"Seems another person won't keep their Goddamn mouth shut Damien" the man said with a hint of laughter.
"I already kept his mouth shut, come do your thing" the man said before he hung up.
Walking out of the warehouse, Damien opened his car as he drove into the night.
Florence was discharged earlier from the hospital this morning and she was given a warning not to over stress herself.
After Nancy was fired from work, she had been depressed but couldn't show it or else it would bother her mom. She could only lie that she was given a leave so she could take care of Florence better. As they all sat at the table for lunch, Florence took her time to appreciate their support. Daniella already took late afternoon train back to London where she works. She was called early that morning about the new art designs that were being shipped to their head office and she had to supervise them.
"Joan, why aren't you in school?" Florence asked her son who was busy typing away on his phone.
"I don't just feel like going to school, moreover I can't be focused if you ain't that well" Joan lied hiding the fact that he was suspended from school, moreover a little white lie won't hurt anyone, not when he has already spent four days at home in the comfort of his room. Tomorrow will be his last day of suspension and he'll resume back to school as if he haven't stayed home for a week.
"You must go to school tomorrow, I won't condole you staying at home. I understand the reason but Joan, your elder sister already took a week permission to stay home with me" Florence said. No one noticed the change in Nancy's expression. She felt so bad for lying to her mom who never hid anything from her. She also wanted to tell her that Joan fought but whenever she remembered her promise, she would keep mute. The guilt was eating her up which made her pack the plates away from the table to go wash in the kitchen.
For a week now, her boyfriend never called her, she missed him so much that she could only wait till he calls her.
She dried her hands after washing the dishes before she went back to the sitting room to be with her mother who was busy munching coconut chips.
"Damn! Alex Jayden is so build" Joan said.
"Language" both Florence and Nancy snapped at him.
"I really don't know what causes your obsession on the poor boy" Florence said with a smile.
"What boy?" Nancy asked as she took some chips from the container to munch.
"The Jayden boy of course,Zoe is also obsessed about him" Florence added.
"I don't know him" Nancy said whist changing the channel.
"Wait! How won't you know him? Do you live in a cave?" Joan said with disbelief.
"Just like Leonard, he's also a model. Just that he's far hotter and famous than your boyfriend" Joan said while scrunching his nose up while saying 'boyfriend'. It's obvious Joan isn't a fan of Leonard Grover.
"I still don't know him. I only know Leonard as you can tell." Nancy said with a dismissive tone.
"As we are on this topic,invite Leonard for dinner this weekend if he's chanced. Got a thing or two to discuss with him". Florence said while munching on the chips without looking at Nancy.
"I haven't seen him for over two months now, I hope he'll be chanced because I really don't want to lie to mum again" Nancy thought as she stares into space.