Mr and Mrs Alexander were discussing about their daughter when she walked in.
"Dad? You are here?" She asked him. She was holding a shopping bag, it was obvious she went shopping.
"Yes, I didn't go to work today" he replied her.
"But dad, you don't normally stay at home, so what's wrong?" She asked. Mr Alexander glimpsed at his wife who gave her the "go ahead" look.
"May we have a word with you?" Mr Alexander suddenly asked.
"What do you......" Beatrice was saying but was disrupted by her mother.
"Beatrice, go drop your things upstairs and then we can have the conversation" Mrs Helen said.
"Alright mom" Beatrice said and headed upstairs to her room.
"Why did you send her off?" Mr Alexander asked.
"You told me to tell her, but you sent her off. Why?" He queried."Am sorry, I realised she needs to freshen up and be her self before having this conversation. We can't just go ahead and tell her like that" Mrs Helen explained and her husband kept quiet for a while, before speaking.
"So, how are we going to break the news to her?" Mr Alexander asked, worriedly.
"What news?" They heard Beatrice asked, she was climbing down the stairs.
"Come have a seat" Mrs Helen said and Beatrice sat down.
"You know the Emerson company right?" Mr Alexander said to Beatrice.
"Yes, the one they named after their son, Brandon" She replied him. She was playing with her nails.
"Yes, Brandon industries" Mr Alexander confirmed.
"So, what happened to the company?" she asked her dad. he was about replying when her phone rang, it was her best friend calling.
"Can I take this call?" She pouted.
"You are an adult Bea, stop behaving like a baby. We are having an important discussion here, so any thing should be kept aside" Mrs Helen stated and Beatrice frowned her face.
"Mr Emerson brought us a proposal, he wants to merge with our company" He said and Beatrice jumped up in joy.
"Wow, congratulations dad" she said, jumping on him like a baby.
"Thanks but there is something else" Mr Alexander paused, he sighed before continuing.
"For this merger to be strong and also for there to be more investors, you must get married to his son, Brandon" Mr Alexander concluded his statement."What?" Beatrice scoffed as she sat down.
"Married to his son?" She scoffed again. "Can't the merging go on without me getting married to Brandon" she asked."There have to be some bond between the company. If there is no bond then no investors would like to invest in the company, because they will be afraid that we might end up quarrelling and then break the merger. If that happens, then the investors will be the one at loss" he explained.
"But dad, I don't like him" She almost yelled.
"What don't you like in him? He is handsome, rich, famous and all" Mrs Helen stated, counting her fingers.
"He is a Casanova for crying out loud! How am I sure he's not gonna be bringing whores to our matrimonial bed" Beatrice yelled.
"You know what? Am out of here" she stood up and headed upstairs to her room."I know she would react this way, but I have something that is going to make her agree" Mr Alexander stated.
"You know? Honey, tell me" Mrs Helen beckoned.
"She might hear us" Mr Alexander said, glancing at the stairs.
"She won't. She's in her room upstairs and she probably might have locked herself there" Mrs Helen said.
"Michelle, her best friend, works at our company... Beatrice pleaded with me to employ her and I did" Mr Alexander said.
"How is that going to help?" Mrs Helen asked, confusingly.
"If Beatrice refuses to marry Brandon, then I will fire Michelle but if Beatrice marries him, I won't fire her" He replied.
"What! That's blackmailing, we can't blackmail our daughter" she surprisingly said.
"We aren't going to blackmail her, we are doing the right thing. She must surely marry Brandon, you should stop giving her false hope" he retorted and angrily took the his car keys from the table, before leaving.
"What should I do" Mrs Helen sighed.
*"They want me to get married to that jerk! Although he's cute but I don't like him"Beatrice muttered to herself. "Am I joking? I do like him, he's cute" She playfully hit herself."You should stop it! He's cute but you are also beautiful" Beatrice sighed.She sat on the bed in her room, sitting on the bed.
"I should probably call Michelle" she muttered and took her phone."Hello" Michelle said on the phone
"Bestie, how are you? I missed a call from you and am sorry for that" Beatrice said.
"Bea, don't be sorry. Are you okay? You don't sound lively, are you sick?" Michelle asked, in a concerned tone.
Beatrice was contemplating about whether to tell her best friend or not. Beatrice knew her father very well, he's man of his word, what if he actually get her married to Brandon? Michelle might tell people it's a contract marriage and then she would be a laughing stock. But Michelle isn't like that, she wouldn't do such a thing, would she?
"Bea, hey....you there" Michelle question made Beatrice out from her thoughts."I am fine, am just feeling sleepy" Beatrice lied.
"Alright, am still at work, call you when I get home Michelle said.
"Adieu(Goodbye)" Beatrice said in French and hang up.
"I feel bad lying to her but I just have to" Beatrice
muttered and sighed.****** Three cars were parked at Brandon's industries, Two men came out of the first car and one of them opened the door of the second car. Brandon step out in a haste and walked into the company with his escorts behind him."Welcome sir" The secretary greeted.
"Where is my dad?" He asked hoarsely.
"In his office, sir" she replied. Brandon was about walking in the office when the Secretary stopped him.
"You can't go in sir, he's so busy right now" she said and he glared at her.
"Do you want today to be your last day in this company?" He asked her."No..no sir, I was just doing my job" she stuttered."Good!" He said and walked in, his escorts waited outside."Dad! Is it true?" Brandon asked as he barged into the office."What's true?" Mr Emerson asked. He was signing some documents"The marriage stuff" Brandon replied."So true" Mr Emerson replied."How could you? It's my
Get me a glass of water" he said as he sat down on the sofa."Okay, dad" she replied and and headed to the kitchen to get the water. When she got to the kitchen, she took a glass and filled it with water, from the dispenser."Am sorry for how I reacted earlier" Beatrice heard Tina say, when she was about to leave the kitchen."It's nothing" Beatrice replied."Are you sure?" Tina asked."Yeah, it's high time I stop treating you like a baby" Beatrice said and Tina smiled.
Brandon held a glass of wine as he stood at the balcony. He was thinking about the marriage stuff and all."Sir, your phone is ringing" The guard ran in."Who's calling?" He asked without looking at the guard."Your girlfriend, sir" The guard replied."Tell her I left the phone at home, that she should try my other lines" He ordered."Okay sir" The guard did as Brandon had said."Get me one of my phones, I want to call dad" Brandon said and the gua
"That's not the only reason. I want our company to grow, imagine what Alexander company and Brandon industries would look like after merging" she said and smiled."In case you don't know, we will have more investors and gain more profit and then our company might be one of the best in France" Beatrice explained."You have the chance to end it now, if you don't grab it now, you will have your self to blame" He threatened."Will you accept the offer?" He asked, again."Nooooooo" she replied, stressing the "o""You are behaving stubborn but deep down you aren't" he said and she only smiled. After few minutes of silence, they returned."Did you guys have fun?" Mr Alexander asked as he walked in. They all sat down."Yes, dad" she replied."So we have a plan to make people think you actually love each other" Mr Emerson said"why do we need to impress the people? " Beatrice asked."Because the investors won't agree if they f
"De...." Rina paused, she didn't know the complete words. "De rien (You are welcome)" Beatrice completed for her. "You didn't grow up in France, did you?" Beatrice asked her. "Thank you, I came here few months ago" Rina said. "It obvious" Beatrice said and they both laughed. "This gown is going to look good on you, try it on" Rina handed the gown over to her. "Alright" Beatrice took the gown from her and went into the dressing room to change and few minutes later, she came out. "Wow! Bea you are look so beautiful" Mrs Helen complimented her. "The gown look nice on you ma" Rina also complimented. "Thanks" Beatrice replied. "Am taking this gown" She said and Rina gave her a thumbs up. ****** "Brandon, if this is her picture then I must say you are so lucky" Brandon's friend, Derrick said. "Am I not handsome? Hundreds of girls are willing to be with me and you are saying am lucky" Brandon yelled at him. "Don't forget you are going on a date and stop yelling at me"
Cheating?" Beatrice scoffed."You are not my boyfriend and I am not your girlfriend, to cut the long story short, you are my ex and in case you are wondering how I became a girlfriend of such celebrity, the truth is that he saw the beauty in me and he fell in love with it. You won't know the value of a thing Zach, until you lose it" Beatrice angrily stated and hung up on him. She went back inside and saw that Brandon had ordered something."Thank you" She suddenly said and he lifted his head upwards and stared at her."For what?" He hoarsely ask."For putting that lady in her place" she replied."I didn't do it for you.... It's a shame for the lady am with, to be addressed as a slut. Don't feel special" He said and she boiled in anger, but she kept her cool because it's a public place.Beatrice ordered her food and they both ate in silence, Beatrice lifted her head to get a glimpse of Brandon face and she saw him staring at her. She felt
Beatrice sat in the bathtub thinking of last week event, it has been one week since the date and her name has been ringing in everyone's mouth.The lady with Brandon Emerson!Should she strike a deal with a Playboy or get married to him? What if he changes his mind after the deal? What if he sees her as a slut after the deal?Getting married to Brandon is one thing she couldn't do, it's every ladies dream but why was hers different?Her life is like a mess, she's being forced to marry someone she doesn't love and she also hasn't heard from her best friend since one week.She came out of the bathtub and tied a towel around her body, from her chest downwards to her thigh.She picked up her phone and dialled Michelle's number but it wasn't going through."What could possibly be wrong with her? Should I pay her a visit?" Beatrice thought as she dropped the phone on her bed.After some minutes of
Beatrice didn't leave, she felt tears rolling down her cheeks.Who did he think he was to judge her? No one is perfect, then why was he acting as if he his perfect? It wasn't her fault she slept with a stranger on a party, it wasn't!She sobbed and stood up, she walked out of the room and didn't know where to search for him, she didn't know what to do at that moment.She walked about the house looking for him, she was looking for him to ask him of her car. She came across a lady who was dressed in a maid uniform."Excuse me, where is Brandon's room" She asked the lady."You mean Sir Brandon?" The lady asked and Beatrice rolled her eyes before nodding in reply."Just head straight, and turn left, the first room there is his" She described."Merci!" Beatrice appreciated with a smile."Please always knock before opening his door" She said and walked away.Beatrice knew what she meant, she walked to the