Rude shock

** The Blair's home **

Mrs Blair sat at the edge of the seat facing her dressing mirror, she is preparing for a beach date when Keturah walked in wearing a frown on her round face .

Her lips were properly moisturized and her hair was perfectly secured in a black hair bonnet.

“ look at my princess , successor of Blair's empire. ”

“ mom ....... There is no time for such flatters . ”

“ Why ? ”

Mrs asked her daughter while her fingers professionally primed the foundation powder on her face .

She takes a moment taking a look at her daughter's demeanor.

“ Mom, Isabella will be getting married soon and Harry says doesn't know when we will be getting married either. ”

“ You mentioned next four months during the family lunch. ”

“ Yes mom but with the way things are going , there is no light at the end of the tunnel . ”

“ we can't let Isabella get married before you else she will be made successor of the company , that will amount to double wealth because of her own bran