Chapter 6 Birthday Party Drama
- Evelyn’s P.O.V.
- My hand flew to my mouth to muffle an involuntary scream, this uncanny revelation had the same effect on the audience too. President Scott balled his fingers into fists, a look of great bitterness swept across his face.
- His keep-your-mouth-shut glare intimidated that active slanderer.
- “My girlfriend is pregnant with my child. What else do you want for proof?”
- I waited desperately for the counterattack; the situation now was better than before. Indeed, this party was a perfect example of a family drama.
- “It's impossible. Y-you don’t have any girlfriend.”
- Carla’s stutter was accompanied by an astounded look on her face. President Scott’s statement sucked all the colors from her painted countenance.
- “Whoa! This party is lit.”
- I was in dire need of a laptop to write this live action, the author in me was dying to start a new novel. Despite my busy schedule, I managed to write three novels in a year. This new plot was itching my hands.
- “Carla is right, Zuriel. I have never seen you meeting with any female. You are hurt, it’s understandable. We can talk about it. Leave the divorce, it’s not going to happen.”
- Carla stood behind her mother and mocked him with a suggestive wiggle of her eyebrows. She was sure that all eyes were dead set on President Scott, that’s why she challenged him with her mother’s support.
- “I have no intention of fostering a bastard child. Carla has wronged me, it’s my right to ask for a divorce. The woman who is bearing my child deserves to be my wife.”
- That lady narrowed her eyes and spoke after a dramatic pause.
- “Then call her here. I want to see that woman who is pregnant with your heir.”
- The pin drop silence in the room supported her notion, maybe it was my guess that President Scott’s face changed its color for a moment. He parted his lips to say something, an elderly uncle stepped forward.
- “What Carla has done is unforgivable. We would like to meet your woman, Zuriel. Scott’s family future is literally in the hands of your partner.”
- That domineering uncle must be a closed relative, President Scott didn’t deny his words and dialed a number.
- At the same moment, Bruce grabbed my arm and dragged me to the side pillar.
- “You wrote in the application that you need five thousand monthly. What if you can get this amount daily?”
- My mouth watered for this much money. Although my teeny tiny brain was inadequate to calculate the net worth, I was sure that this was sufficient for my Eddie’s education.
- “What’s the job, Bruce?”
- At first, I thought that Bruce had gone nuts, but he was damn serious.
- “You know very well how to convince a person, Bruce.”
- The hefty sum of money shut my mouth completely. So, within fifteen minutes, I was back at the party in simple clothes.
- “Why did you call me in a hurry, baby? I felt so scared.”
- All heads turned towards the honey-sweet voice, even the President Scott was dumbstruck at my entry. Fortunately, he was the first one to recover from the shock and walked towards me.
- “Everything is fine, love. I have told you about my aunt, she wanted to meet you.”
- His long arm covered my back easily, we sauntered towards that lady.
- “She is Evelyn, aunt. I have chosen her as my life partner. Please bless our union.”
- Aunt's venomous eyes stirred something deep in my heart, an unease arose in my chest. However, it was a fact. Her daughter was humiliated before the entire family, her acrimony was justified.
- “My blessings are always with you, Zuriel.”
- I saluted to her control as aunt placed her hand on the President’s shoulder and cleaned the corners of her eyes.
- “This party is over. Thank you so much for coming here.”
- As soon as these words rolled out of her tongue, President Scott picked me up.
- “You must be tired. Let's go to our room.”
- It was super awkward to be carried by my boss. As it was the need of the hour, I played along. His hurried steps and long legs climbed the staircase in a record time, my heart jumped to my throat when he locked the door behind him.
- “Put me down, please.”
- I requested in a whisper, which was instantly responded to by him. He helped me down carefully, I stood at the safe distance to discuss the money promised by Bruce.
- My words died in my mind, as he stalked towards me slowly, the murderous look on his face sank my heart.
- “I, I, me...”
- I steadied my breath to calm panic, my feet moved backwards in collaboration with his forward steps. Unable to form a sentence, I bit my tongue, his frosty aura was eluding a sense of domination.
- “Ahh!”
- A muffled scream escaped my mouth as my back hit the cold cemented wall, the President’s muscular arms caged me between them.
- He leaned in, I averted my face, giving him free access to my neck. His hot breath was fanning across my ear.
- “Why are you shying from me? You are pregnant with my child, Evelyn.”
- “This was Bruce’s idea.”
- I blurted out and pushed him away.
- “Out of all the girls in the city, Bruce chose a dumb girl like you. It's true that age cannot affect your intelligence.”
- President shook his head and got busy in his work laptop.
- “I am just a replacement for your girlfriend, you are safe from my low IQ level.”
- My confidence was back in its majestic glory, I crossed my arms on my chest and spat out.
- “Your girlfriend is six-months along, so it will be ninety days. Do you want per day or a lump sum?”
- The President Zuriel raised his head and ordered.
- “As you are playing the role of my girlfriend, call me Zuriel. And for the payment, you will be paid monthly. Your good performance can get you an extra bonus too.”
- “Yes, Sir.”
- My habitual response darkened his stern face, I hastily corrected it.
- “Yes, Zuriel.”
- “Better. You will stay with me for the next three months. My driver will drop you at your house tomorrow so that you can pack your stuff, and for tonight.”
- He gestured towards the cupboard.
- “Pick any nightdress. Carla has restocked her wardrobe today.”
- I opened the cupboard and closed it at once.
- “I am good in my clothes. Thank you.”
- As a married woman, Carla’s cupboard was filled with sexy lingerie. There was not a chance in Hell that I would wear them. The couch in the corner appeared super appealing, I claimed it before Zuriel could ask me to sleep on the floor.
- “Your cellphone is vibrating. Attend it.”
- “Oh, thanks.”
- His sensitive ears reminded me of my bunny, he was used to acting as a ringtone in my cellphone’s vibration mode.
- I was expecting it to be Eddie’s call, so I came onto the balcony. But thirty-six miss calls from Jade’s number alarmed me. I clicked on the first notification randomly, and video of my epic confession played on it.
- “Who has sent you this?”
- Zuriel’s icy tone sent chills to my bones. He was right after me, watching the melodrama on my mobile phone. The next voice message was the answer to his query.
- “Where are you, Eve? Brad is at our home, bashing you about your affair with your boss. Please call back.”
- “Now who is this Brad and how did he get this video?”
- I hid my innocent mobile to save it from Zuriel’s frightful fury.
- “Brad is the owner of catering company which was serving to the party.”
- “And?”
- He dialed someone’s number (Obviously Bruce) and inquired.
- “My dad has fixed my marriage with Brad.”
- “Take care of Brad of that food service. He has the video of my home.”
- “Please don’t kill him.”
- Zuriel’s eyes widened at my interceding, he said nonchalantly.
- “I own a Cosmetics company, not a terrorist organization. But you have to wait at least six years to get married. I will not let him go after breaching my privacy.”