For their date, Benjamin had chosen a five-star hotel and they had spent the next thirty minutes talking about things that sounded irrelevant but funny. After they ran out of content, the duo went silent. Suddenly, Benjamin glanced up at her and asked, "So, how was your childhood? I mean, I heard a lot about you and your sister." Natasha blinked repeatedly before nodding. "She was a star. Practically the best in everything and for a reason I hated her so much." She replied and the man chuckled. "A lot of people argue that you are simply jealous of your younger sister. They even say you've tried to kill her once when she was still pregnant." The man said in a whisper. Natasha paused and kept her eyes on the plate. Then she suddenly looked up at him. "I'm just kidding." Benjamin suddenly said and laughed. He dropped his cutleries and reached for his glass of wine, "I don't think your hatred for your sister can make you do such a thing. It's just too silly." Natasha nodded stiffly
The atmosphere was ambiguous as Queenie hummed while pacing around in the kitchen. At exactly 7:10 am, Aster and her brothers walked down the stairs with the help of Pierce. It wasn't the first time she was seeing them in their uniforms, but it was her first time admiring the beautiful pattern which the school had used. "What would you say about mommy dropping you off at school today?" Queenie asked them as she served them their breakfast. She moved towards Aster and Aaron to feed them while Pierce fed Adrian. "How was your sleep, darling?" Queenie asked Aaron as soon as she stopped in front of him. The boy hesitated for a while before he answered, "It was fine." She found his behavior strange but she didn't probe further. She had her daughter who would tell her what she wanted to know. All she needed to do was get Aster out of Aaron's sight before the questioning. "I thought I smelt something nice?" Lawrence asked, poking his head into the kitchen. His eyes settled into the f
In the Director's office in Dalton Elementary School,.a couple sat opposite the nonchalant Queenie. Aaron sat on Queenie's lap as she massaged his hair gently while Caleb sat next to his parents. "Mrs. Verlice, I do not have any memory of my son doing a thing like that. And raising a complaint because of what your younger kid said doesn't sound like a good thing to me." Michelle Green said. She was a renowned woman in all of Hiltonia. She came from a reputable family no worse than the Verlice. She also got married to someone from a prestigious family, Owen Garfield. Frankly speaking, she felt she was in the same position with Queenie in the commercial world. Queenie stopped touching Aaron's hair for a brief moment before asking, "In other words, are you trying to say my younger son is lying?" "Yes." Michelle replied and Queenie glanced up at her. The woman's frightening eyes sent chills down Michelle's spine and she flinched before she knew it. "And that sounds like you're cal
Along her way back, Queenie's phone rang. It was an unknown number but she answered anyway. "Queenie Knight on the line, who is this?" She spoke first, her eyes fluctuating between the phone and the road. "Queenie." A trembling voice called from the other end and Queenie narrowed her eyes slightly, "Queenie, is it really you?" "Is that disappointment I hear in your voice?" Queenie asked, the corners of her mouth curling up in mockery. Floral scoffed. She often had the urge to hit this niece of hers. The latter was just fortunate she was the only niece the Knights had. "I heard it was your idea to keep your father's body in the house so you can send his killers to the grave with him. Unfortunately, your father's family has refused to keep him any longer and demands that he is to be buried this week." Floral went straight to the reason she called. There was nothing she could do to convince them to keep the body any longer but they refused to listen to her. In the end, she had to g
Queenie got home to see Pierce in the living room playing soccer all by himself. It was a football game and the man quietly played with computer. "Someone's losing." She said and the man paused his game and looked behind him. He got up immediately and walked towards her. "I got a call from the school. Did you really threaten to throw that woman down?" He chuckled lightly and she gave him a knowing smile. "I was planning to. But when I recalled my son was right in the room, I couldn't do it. She should be thankful for his presence." Queenie replied, walking towards the sofa. "So, do you plan to pursue this matter further or you're just going to lay low for a while?" He asked, taking his seat beside her as well. "Whether they live or die depends on them. There's a price to be paid regardless." She replied and picked up the second gamepad on the table. "Can I join you?" "Sure." The man replied and went ahead to connect his to the TV. During the course of the game, Queenie glanced
Queenie stopped her car at a suitable place in the central park and looked around. Although it was bustling with people, Deborah was nowhere to be found. She heard her phone beep with a new message and picked up her phone to see who it was. It was a message from Deborah and it had the words, "You're too far. Drive into the park," sprawled across her phone's screen. Queenie scoffed and glanced around the park but once again, she caught no sight of Deborah. If she didn't know the importance of the medicine to her, she'd have said the woman was trying to mess with her. So she started the car again and drove into the park. She kept driving as the text which blew up her phone kept urging her to move forward. She stopped the car when Deborah said so and got off as requested. Then she walked to the back of the park. But there was still no sign of Deborah. Queenie found a place to sit and dialed Deborah's number. However, the ringing of the phone was right next to her. Deborah appeared
When Queenie walked into the house, she wasn't surprised to see Pierce waiting for her on the sofa. "How did it go?" He asked as soon as she walked in and she smiled and walked closer to him. "She agreed." She added, "But she suspected I was trying to threaten her. I mean, why would I? I simply made a request. She should've rejected it if she thought it sounded like a threat." A smile graced Pierce's handsome face as he had only one word to describe Queenie with at the moment; Shameless! But as the supportive and doting husband which he was, he gave her thumbs up and sat up. "We should start planning then." However, Queenie shook her head. "I'd have suggested the same too but I need to see them before that. For now, I'll go up to my room and have a good rest." Pierce nodded without a word. When she got to the stairs, she stopped and glanced back at him, "Are the children back from school?"Pierce nodded. "Lucas offered to bring them back. They should be back any moment from now
"That's a whole troupe you brought in." Natasha commented the moment Queenie sat in front of her, causing the latter to chuckle softly. Although inconspicuous, Natasha could still make out the dozen guards Queenie had brought with her. It was weird for such to be noticed, so she guessed Queenie asked them to reveal themselves on purpose. "All my life, my elder sister has tried to kill me. It's normal that I'm wary around her." Queenie replied and reached out to take the menu. Natasha had a surprised look as soon as she heard those words. She had to glance behind her to see if there was someone else listening to their conversation. When she saw no one, she turned back to Queenie who had her eyes buried on the menu. "If there's anyone who should be scared of being hurt, that should be me." Queenie laughed lightly but didn't look up at her. A waiter walked up to them and Queenie pointed to a few dishes. After she was done, the waiter turned to Natasha. "What do I get you, ma'am?"