"What??!!". Dylan exclaimed in immense shock.
"You heard me right. So try to build a good relationship with her, it won't be nice if you two were to be fighting all the time in my house". The senator said and Dylan scoffed in annoyance.
"Can you f**king hear yourself?!! You're planning on bringing a girl you know nothing about to come stay with us!!!". Dylan yelled in rage.
"Her late father and I were best of friends and now that he's no more and her mum is locked up behind bars, you don't expect me to let her leave alone right?". The senator stated and Dylan scoffed.
"So? Those that actually mean you have to make her move in with us?!!". He yelled again and Senator Russell threw him an angry glare.
"Leave, I'm done talking to you". The senator's voice came sternly.
"You can't...
"I said leave my office right this instant!". The senator growled and Dylan glared at him before storming out of the office.
"LARRY'S KITCHEN"
Right when everyone was in the middle of their work, a beautiful Mercedes pulled up right in front of the restaurants and the workers, including the customers, gasped and murmured in awe.
A beautiful blonde lady alighted the car in the company of her personal assistant, who held onto her bag, as they made their way into the restaurant.
The lady was putting on the latest cream colored chicken gown, with matching shoes and dark sun shade. She looks exceptionally pretty.
Mia was the first to run up to them when they had their seats and she wouldn't stop drooling over the lady.
"Are you here to take our order?". The lady's assistant said.
"Not really". Mia replied and the ladies furrowed their eyebrows giving her a questionable look.
"Just wanted to ask what would have brought a woman of such sophisticated personality to this dump hole". Mia uttered in the cutest way she could and the two ladies frowned.
"What do you mean by dump hole, don't you work here?". The lady's assistant questioned, while the Lady herself fanned herself with her palms, as she tried to calm down.
"Of course I do. It's just stairs thinking you are not going to like whatever cheap food we offer you. I know of a good exotic restaurant just six blocks away. I can take you there if you don't mind ma'am. This place isn't worth spending your time and money". Mia muttered all at once and in rage the lady stood up banging her hand on the table and Mia flinched as the lady's assistant glared at her.
"What insolence! What kind of a manager would hire such a waste to tend to his business!!". The lady yelled and Larry, who had been standing by the kitchen door, watching everything with his other workers including Lisa and Isla ran towards them.
"It's....me..my lady". Larry stuttered and the lady rolled eyes while her personal assistant took over.
"Is this how you go about treating your customers! Chasing us away because we're from a more privileged background?!!". Her assistant inquired and both Mia's and Larry's eyes widened.
"No..no....I didn't mean it that way". Mia claimed stuttering and Larry shot her an angry glare then she left, before he faced the ladies.
"I'm very sorry my ladies please allow me to call someone else to see to your orders". Larry said pleadingly and he turned his gaze to the kitchen door where Lisa and the other servers stood watching them.
But the moment his gaze reached them, everyone disappeared from the door leaving only Lisa who was so engrossed in staring at the Lady's Celine bag, that she didn't even think of also disappearing.
Larry smiled as he signaled for her to come to them and Lisa unconsciously did.
"Please on behalf of our humble restaurant help serve our precious guests with the best services". With these little statements Larry also left before stunned Lisa could object.
"Please sit back down". Lisa muttered, forcing a smile, and like magic the lady smiled widely, while her personal assistant reluctantly obeyed.
"What would you like to place as your order?". Lisa asked, bringing out a little note and a pen from her apron's breast pocket.
"What's on the top list and customers' choice of this restaurant?". The lady asked and Lisa turned facing the huge menu board which was placed by the counter.
"It's the Italian tacos my Lady". Lisa. finally answered, turning her warm gaze back to them.
"Oh is it good?". The lady asked.
"Of course! The best you can ever find!!?". Lisa sugar coated and the Lady smiled widely.
"Then we'll have that!". The lady gushed and Lisa smiled.
"Just give me fifteen minutes, I'll be right back". Lisa muttered and disappeared into the kitchen.
"You sure you aren't getting a second thought about eating here?". The lady assistant uttered as she stared around with so much disgust written in her eyes.
"Why should I?". The lady replied in a way that she was done answering questions relating to her decision about eating in the lowly restaurant.
Lisa came back some few minutes later and the sight alone of the well beautified tacos, made the lady stare in awe and also salivate, but her assistant just sat staring meanly at Lisa who eyed her in return.
"Oh my gawd! It's really the best I've ever tasted!!". The lady gushed munching down the meal, as she looked towards Lisa but then frowned a little when she noticed Lisa's gaze wasn't on her but on her bag.
"Why are you staring at my bag?". The lady questioned childishly.
"It's just that...I'm a huge fan of Celine and I was just wondering how you got this limited edition". Lisa said and the lady smiled widely like a child, while her assistant just rolled eyes. It's obvious the lady loves compliments.
"Well I have a huge collection of limited Celine's editions. Would you like to see them?". The lady suggested, and both Lisa's and her personal assistant's eyes widened.
"My lady!!". The assistant queried but soon shut up when the lady gave her a stern gaze.
"By the way I'm Emily...Lady Emily. What's your name?". The lady asked nicely.
"Lisa". Lisa replied simply and the lady smiled.
"You have such a beautiful name". The lady complimented.
"Thanks". Lisa replied.
"Well Lisa go get ready, I'll be waiting for you in the car. Let's go take a quick look at my collection at home". Lady Emily said getting up with her assistant.
"Really?!!". Lisa gasped in excitement and the lady nodded before walking out the restaurant.
"My lady, it wasn't appropriate of you to invite such a lowlife into the mansion". Her assistant complained beside her while they were waiting inside the car for Lisa.
"No one's a lowlife but if you believe so then let me remind you that you were also a lowlife before I saved and made you who you are right now". Lady Emily uttered, and her assistant faced the mirror by her side, hiding how mad she was.
'it's about time I take care of this b**ch. How dare she just say that to my face!'. The assistant who happened to be Ramona by name thought within her.
Just then Lisa ran into the car after seeking permission from Larry and warnings from Isla.
The drive to Lady Emily's mansion was a one hour drive, and on getting there Lisa couldn't close her mouth at how huge and gigantic the building was.
It was even better than the ones in movies!.
The car finally parked coming to a halt, as everyone alighted and some fancy maids led them in.
"Honey I'm back!!!". Lady Emily yelled the moment they walked into the main living room and Lisa gasped at the sight before her. It was huge and marvelous.
"Wait here for me, I'll be right back, and please do feel at home". Lady Emily smiled at Lisa who nodded in return, before running up the huge stairs.
In compliance to what Lady Emily had earlier said before running off, Lisa made herself feel at home by settling on one of the luxurious couches in the huge living room, but..
"Just because you were told to make yourself feel at home, doesn't mean you have to stain the couch with your lowly stinky self!". Ramona snapped before walking away and Lisa just glared at her but never paid heed to her.
The next person she saw was Dylan who majestically walked down the stairs with his phone in his hands and his eyes fixed on it as he pressed it.
Lisa's eyes widened the moment she saw him but decided to keep quiet. Dylan unconsciously walked towards her and made to sit on her lap thinking it was a chair, when Lisa used her heavy boot to kick him deep, and Dylan yelled in pain.
"Damn!!". Dylan cried as his phone fell to the well tiled floor...