Olivia could not hold it anymore, her stomach grumbles badly and it feels like the worms in her stomach are pestering on her instinct demanding for food, all the junk food she has been feeding on is out of it, no matter what she thinks her plan will still have her ended up in downstairs. She finds it stressful. She have watch movies to the extreme high that Netflix is deciding whether to reward her or not, she has fill in the list of movies she wanted to watch and has finished them.Olivia pace around her bedroom contemplating if she she walk out or not, finally she decides to faith faith in surviving this worlfthan sadness.'I can do this' she mutter to herself She stands up from the bed and walks to the door, holding it firmly she closes her eyes not to meet and evil this morning, she doesn't want to meet with Maximum this morning as well, her hand bend the door knob down and she peeps out scanning the whole surrounding with carefulness. When she is sure no body is arou
As the clock hits on three 'o clock.The courthouse becomes the loud house, cars fill in the parking lot and those see the chance in the parking lot park their cars on the street, they hurries out of their cars and open the car booth packing out cameras, videography equipments and all related. They came prepared they want to video all they can, every little scene, no butterfly will fly pass and will not be in the newspaper by late night and the next morning there will be a chaos around the world.They are the reporters, media companies and the press, they are all there setting their cameras ready like as if it met gala. The St.courthouse is known bad, a government own court where only rich people brings their case, no poor can come with a case and win it. It is not possible as a joke. Celebrities, billionaires, politicians they all come here.Felix, Bryce and Isabella arrived on the spot and there are screams and camera flashing everywhere, the world has know of their case and it is
Olivia keeps her hand under the tap and the water keeps running from the it into her hand, no tears in her eye but the sadness hurts her heart, she thought her father might still have a special place in his heart for her but she was wrong, he completely denied her and tells that she is dead when she is alive, healthy and pregnant with his knowing. Roisin must have planned this well, she is always the mastermind behind every single one of her sorrow. Since she is not here to add pepper and salt to her wound she has everything planned out for her father.Olivia looks at the mirror and smile.She hates it but prefer to hide it behind a smile.Suddenly as loud banging lands on the door and it distracts Olivia's attention. "Who is it?""Do you want my money to go to waste?" She hissed and continue washing her hand under the running water, she removes it and pick out a tissue paper to wipe her hand clean, she moves closer to the mirror and cleans every drips of sweat on her forehead. The
"Can I have the results?" A mascular voice ask in a cold tone waving with absolute authority in it, the receiver might not say no because of the cold air that will go in his spin. "We are still trying to study something in there blood, please bear with us, Mr Weitheimers."It sounds like a serious conversation and the receiver seems to be submitting to the caller and they must be talking about someone's health."Get it delivered to me soon." She blinks twice and sees white and light rays pass through it, relieving the rainbow colours, she blinks again and her eyes meet with the color white ceiling, she moves her body to be sure that she is alive and seat bolt upright holding her left arm feeling pain in her arm, the room looks like a useless room packed with some chairs and desks. The painting of the room is in brown color that suits the colour of he chairs and tables, her eyes trace everything till it stops at the back view of a man in a familiar cloth. Is he the one on phone or it
"Wake up it morning, rise and shine." Isabella sings in a musical tone banging on the soft bed, reciting her song over and continuous banging on the bed. Olivia covers her head with the duvet, irritated, at her feet she feels as Isabella's hand bangs on the bed, she tries to remember if she left the door unlocked last night after dinner. This is a bad scenery for her, she have never gotten so involved with Isabella before and never knew handling a celebrity like her will be like this.She thought that a weekend like this will be a resting day but it is quite unlucky for her.Isabella taps on her "I know that you're awake, stop pretending to be asleep or else I will take the bag away." Olivia remains still and unmoved.Isabella pout and stares at the figure laying under the orange duvet, her gaze turns to the nylon bag on the flat surface of the drawers, it view interest her. "Anyways......" She pause and picks the bag up "Who got you this?"Olivia quickly sit up and snatch the bag fr
Bring that stool." Mrs. Weitheimers orders. Isabella quickly pick up the stool and roll it to the front of Mrs Weitheimers, Mrs. Weitheimers place the tray on the stool and it reveals a cup of coffee and one long sandwich. Olivia doesn't know how Mrs Weitheimers got it right but she has an huge feeling of eating sandwich so badly, just a taste of it will do. No one told her pregnancy will be like that. It is good thing that she no longer lives at her father's house of else she will still be fed with leftovers of a day before which won't be good for the baby. Mrs. Weitheimers kneels on the floor facing Olivia, she picks the sandwich from the plate and give it to Olivia. "Have this." "Thank you." Olivia says and take a bite of the sandwich and offers the rest to Isabella who took bit gladly. "I got our family doctor to give me recipe of a pregnant woman, I would have love to use mine but that will be different, your baby is developing and you need to take healthy foods." Olivia nod
Ok"You are not gonna believe what happened?" Olivia lays on her stomach which has already settled the sandwich, she holds the phone to her ear with her right hand and her left one operating on the laptop, she stares deep at the screen forgetting she had picked up Tracey's call. She has been the screen joining sites about celebrities and threads of these famous families in the business world. She even joined weeve just like Isabella talked about and she has been interested in it, reading celebrities gossip and so on. "Are you f**king listening?""Huh?"The Weitheimers family are more interesting than the public opinion, just winning over her father in the court got them business partners, Roisin is probably suffering from stress now, she will be sad but the problem is the public are trying to guess her identity. She smirks.She bet if they will ever know about her at all. "Are you busy or what? Your stepsister is getting engaged.""Mackie? Did you tell me that before?" O
"Who are you?" Mackie turns around eyeing Tracy who gives a trustworthy smile at her. Tracy was sure that Mackie doesn't really know her, they met few times but because of the heavy makeup she is putting on, it will be difficult do for Mackie to on recognize her again and Also since she is from a poor family even if Mackie suspects her she will still think low of her chances to get into the party. "Who do you think of me?"Mackie looks at this interesting person standing at her front and smiles, she doesn't remember anyone approaching her in this no manner before. "Should I check your name on the list of the invited persons." "You flatter me Miss williams or maybe I should address you as Mrs Hadrianus now?" Tracy says stretching her hand for a shake.Mackie ignores it and walks past Tracy, looking for the security. "You know, my last name is Hadrianus too, I really wonder if it is a coincidence or fate." Tracy says trying to get the best out of Mackie, she have also heard of Mackie