Chapter twenty-nine

Vivienne drove smoothly. At the background a soft french song filled the air. He studied Mrs Verrati from the rear mirror, eyeing her countenance occasionally. He hadn't had time previously to study her fully. Infact few minutes ago, was the first time he was seeing her up close and having a conversation with her. He had been fascinated by her, seeing she was the lucky one among all the ladies frolicking around his boss. He had imagined her to be a high class lady, proud, sassy, highly distinguished, a celebrity or maybe an empress. Cause, that's the class of women he had always seen around his boss. But he was doubly amazed and astonishment to find out she was just a lowly girl from a humble background. Added to the fact that, she was a poor orphan, working merely as an event planner. He couldn't tell nor imagine what she could have done or said to catch Mr Verrati's attention, talk more of being his wife. It beats him.

Although, that took nothing away from t