"Oh. My. God!"Jenny's mouth fell open the moment the result of their search came out.
"He's the CEO of MIDNIGHT SCENTS?! Girl, you just hit the jackpot,"Gigi giggled excitedly.
"I had sex with a multi billionaire? ImpossiCAN'T! How the hell did this....how did it happen!"Makisha asked herself, still looking at the laptop's screen.
"You're super lucky, girl. Your life's going to change after this!"Gigi and Jenny hugged her, sandwiching her in the middle. Both girls were obviously so excited for her.
"I'm not letting him know of the baby,"Makisha's words had everyone freezing.
"You're not?"
"I'm not. I changed my mind,"Makisha spoke firmly.
"What? But why?"
"Because he's rich! Rich people are not to be trusted! Sorry, Gigi, but it's the truth. You think he'd want to have anything to do with someone like me? He'd only be interested in the baby and possibly take him away from me the moment I birth him and then pay me off with money. I don't want my child taken away from me,"Makisha spoke, explaining her fears.
She wasn't to blame. It was the effect of too many dramas.
"Calm down, girl. No such thing is going to happen, okay. That's why you have us. We're your back up team. And besides, I don't think he's the type of person to do something so brutal. Look,"Jenny spoke, pointing at the screen.
"He's a philanthropist, babe. He wouldn't do such a thing,I know it,"Gigi smiled in assurance.
"I don't know...."Makisha was saying when Jenny gasped.
"Uh-oh."
"What!?"Gigi and Makisha asked in chorus.
"There's a huge problem, girls. I think...."she looked at both girls. "I think he's getting married really soon,"Jenny replied carefully.
"Fuckity fuck! How the hell is this happening? Who in Zeus's name is he marrying?"Gigi asked and Jenny scrolled through the laptop before gasping again.
"What is it again?!"
"It's the model that wanted Makisha to design her wedding dress,"Jenny replied. "I think the wedding date was adjusted though. Cause as at yesterday, they were to marry in a month and this morning, a new announcement was made. They're getting married tomorrow,"Jenny announced.
"Tomorrow? That soon?? We can't let that happen, what do we do?!"Gigi asked in a panicked tone.
Makisha's head went in a spiral. If he got married to one slay queen, there was no way she'd be able to confront Andre about the baby. The only way was to disrupt the wedding plans and then tell him what he needed to know.
"Kisha?"Jenny called on noticing her silence.
"Gigi can your dad borrow us his new sports car?"Makisha asked and she nodded.
"Perfect. Jenny, where's the wedding going to be held?"Makisha asked and Jenny checked.
"Ummm, it's taking place in a really huge event hall in NYC,"Jenny spoke and Makisha put on a thinking face.
"We're borrowing the private jet instead. Think pops gonna let it?"Makisha asked Gigi hopefully.
"Leave the persuading process to me,"Gigi spoke with a smug grin.
"Perfect. We leave for New York City first thing tomorrow morning,"Makisha spoke in a resolved tone.
"Oh...Kay! I love this version of Makisha. Let's go show em who's the boss!!"Gigi hyped happily.
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In Andre's home, both his and Bianca's family were gathered for an urgent meeting.
"What is it this time?"Andre asked with a frown, ignoring Bianca who apparently pushed through with her plan of getting a random toy from a club. It wasn't like Andre cared anyways. He just felt a bit hurt, that's all.
"Bianca called us last night. She cried, Andre,"senator Eastwood, Bianca's father spoke in a rant, glaring at Andre who stared at him in confusion.
"For all I know, I wasn't responsible for the tears so you'd better ask her what made her cry,"Andre shrugged.
"She's scared that your feelings for her are changing, Andre. And we can't let that happen, which is why we've thought of a solution,"Mr Richard, Andre's father, spoke.
"Okay, what solution?"Andre cocked a brow.
"The marriage is taking place tomorrow,"Richard announced.
"Sorry, what? That's too soon! It can't happen.... Bianca, tell them,"Andre turned to his fiancéé who had a sly smile on her face.
"I'm more than happy with this decision, Andre. We're supposed to have gotten married since a long time ago, but my busy schedules just made it hard. But now... I'm ready to drop my position as star Diva and just be a normal model. I'm ready to marry you, Andre,"Bianca spoke sweetly and everyone awwned. Eloise hissed lowly, rolling her eyes with a scoff.
"I have no idea what everyone sees in her,"she mumbled inaudibly.
"That's beautiful, dearie. We'll commence with the merger from tomorrow as well,"Richard spoke in content and Bianca smiled widely at him.
Andre sighed. He obviously didn't get to have a say, whatever they chose was what he was expected to follow. It was annoying.
"Are you okay, bro?"Crystal, Andre's younger brother, asked.
"It's not as if anyone cares. I'm fine with the arrangements,"Andre mumbled and walked off, looking so angry.
"Are you sure we're not making a mistake by pushing this down on Andre? I don't care about what Bianca wants, the happiness of my son matters!"Eloise spoke the moment Andre went out of earshot.
"Enough, Eloise! They are getting married whether they like it or not, and it's only for the betterment of both parties. You know nothing about how the business works,"Richard spoke firmly.
"You think I care about your stupid business? I don't care to know how it works. But what I do care about is the happiness of my kids!"Eloise snapped.
"Let's calm down, please,"Bianca spoke softly.
"Who asked you to say anything? Listen here girl, if you're going to marry into this family, then know well to stay off my path,"Eloise glared at her before walking away with Crystal.
*
Gigi halted her speed bike in the garage of her dad's mansion and jumped down, dropping the helmet on the seater carelessly.
She gave the enormous building a long glance and took a deep breath.
It's been ages since she came home. Why? The environment was too toxic. She'd grown used to staying at random hotels.
This lifestyle of hers happened since her mum died and her dad brought in a witch as his new wife and her stepmother.
"Ma'am Gigi! It's been so long since we've seen you around,"the chef, Lady Sia, spoke with a small smile as she approached Gigi.
"I couldn't stay here anymore. It was for the best that I left till....things cooled off a bit. Only God knows if I'd have been able to restrain from killing her,"Gigi spoke in all honesty, her eyes still pinned on the house.
"The house lost it's glow when we lost her,"Lady Sia commented sadly and Gigi popped a sad smile.
"It did, didn't it?"
"Yeah. And it died completely after you left,"her words had Gigi looking at her. "Please, ma'am Gigi. Come back home. Your dad misses you."
"But I never left, did I? My clothes are still intact in my room,"Gigi shrugged.
"You know what I'm talking about, Gigi. Boss hasn't been the same since you left. It's been tough for him especially since he realized Madame Darcie isn't what he thought she was,"Lady Sia spoke and Gigi scoffed.
"And I'm supposed to care? I told him beforehand. I told him she wasn't what he thought she was, but did he listen? No, he called me a home breaker. A happiness destroyer. I'm sorry, Lady Sia, but I'm done having any concerns for him. I'm done!"Gigi spoke in a slightly broken voice before walking into the house.
Lady Sia sighed sadly. She missed the good old days, that was for sure. Making a silent prayer, she takes the back door and enters the kitchen.
Gigi threw on her I don't care look as she got in. Silence built giant walls in in the house as nothing could be heard except for the dull noises of cutleries working on glass plates.
Following the sounds, Gigi arrived at the dinning area.
"Evening, Pops. Evening.... Darcie,"she greeted sarcastically.
The man looked up, surprised.
"Gigi? You're back, welcome,"Mr Romano spoke, looking so relieved.
Mr Romano was a really rich business man. He did the importing and exporting of plane parts, hence the incredible wealth he had.
He'd been married to Gigi's mother for over 20 years and to be honest, they were the kind of couples who you'd pass by and envy would fill your heart. Their relationship was one that had others awwing all the time.
Gigi was the happiest. She had a complete and happy home, besties who cherished her beyond world's end and a career as an anonymous singer. She wished her life never changed. But unfortunately, it did.
Misfortune struck as Rosalie, Gigi's mother, got diagnosed of high level brain cancer. They got to know too late, the doctors could do nothing about it than hope for the best.
The best, however, never happened cause she passed immediately after her surgery.
Rosalie's death was a blow to everyone. The woman was kind to a fault. She was willing to give her last cash if it would put a smile on your face. You can imagine what her passing did to alot of people who'd been helped by her.
A plot twist took place really soon. Darcie, Rosalie's best friend, somehow managed to seduce her way into Romano's life during the mourning period.
Gigi never liked Darcie. Not when her mum was alive, and certainly not after her death. The fact that Romano didn't give Gigi a listening ear, broke her so bad.
Immediately after Romano married Darcie — about a year ago — Gigi took her credit card and off she went.
"I'm not here to stay or anything. I'm only here for a favor,"Gigi spoke with a shrug.
"Yes, my angel. What is it?"he spoke, setting down his cutleries to listen.
"I need one of your jets. I and the girls are taking a really quick trip to NYC tomorrow morning,"Gigi spoke in a mumble.
"What are you going to do in NYC?"Darcie asked, giving Gigi a spiteful look.
"How's that any of your business, Dumbbell? You'd better stay out of my lane if you don't want acid on your fake-as-fuck face, you hear me?"Gigi snapped and Darcie gave a low hiss before facing her food.
"Oh, that's why you're here?"Romano asked, desperation in his eyes. He dreaded loosing his daughter the way he lost his wife. What he didn't know was....he lost her the moment he chose Darcie over her.
"Of course, why else do you think I'd even step foot in here?"Gigi rolled eyes.
"Right. Uhm,"Romano cleared his throat. "I'll have Joe pick you three up by eight in the morning then,"he promised.
"Great. Thanks for the offer, pops,"she mumbled and made to walk away only to half midway. "Oh and Darcie?"she called, making the woman glare up at her.
"It's nothing serious. Just checking if you're doing well taking your best friend's place. What am I even saying? You two don't look married, but you do look like something. A bed warmer,"Gigi smirked before walking away with pride.
Darcie fumed, clenching her fists over the knife she was holding as blood trickled down her hand. Romano continued his meal like he didn't hear what Gigi said.
Lady Sia who saw the whole thing, smiled widely.
"She indeed has ma'am Rosalie's spirit. Wild but kind. May her soul rest in perfect peace,"Lady Sia prayed.