Having confirmed it to my sister, Tyler knew he had no choice but to sell it off to her. Or better still, he had a choice, but the love of my money blinded him, and he prepared the sale document. “This is the sale document, Mr. Tyler; all that is needed before the sale is your signature." Mr. Reynolds said as he was handing the document to Tyler at his office, and hence, as Tyler heard Mr. Reynolds, he received the document and signed it. Just as he signed, Tyler headed back to the restaurant, where Jasmine and the other employee were waiting for him. Entering the restaurant, Tyler passed the document to Jasmine, and Jasmine, in this strength, sighed on it in the appropriate space provided. Hence, she handed the sum of 1500 dollars to him. *scoff* This was a laughable amount that was visible to other employees. This was so laughable that, though the other employees did not know the events happening in the background as to why Tyler had sold the restaurant or why he sold it so chea
Just like I said before, giving a piece of bone to the obedient dog was sacrosanct so that the dog would always be a good boy. Such was the case with Tyler, whom I allowed to sleep in my mansion all night.But to think that he slept in a cozy bed and a beautiful room was a lie, even though each room in my mansion was luxurious. Of course, my uncle made sure that this mansion was nothing less than the palace of the Queen of England.“Sleep at the bottom of that staircase, will you, Tyler? After all, it’s the same place you slept drunk the other day,” I said to Tyler, and he responded with,“Yes, Ma’am. Goodnight and have a wonderful night’s rest.”It's somewhat funny that people will do anything for money. Even a mighty man could easily become an errand dog for the sake of money. This reminded me of a story my uncle told me when I was a child.There was this man in the country who was the only one with a horse; the rest had to walk on foot, no matter the distance. Of course, this was i
Seeing that Tyler agreed to sell the car without even a doubt about my willingness to marry him after selling the car, I decided to do something far worse. Something that might cause him pain. After all, he did that to me before, and now it is his time to bear that pain.After going back to the house and driving the car away, Tyler took it to a car dealer like a humble servant carrying out his master's command. hoping they could buy it from him and give him cash, all for 100 dollars.“So, you want to sell this car for $100?” The car dealer asked him. Tyler smiled back and said,“Yes. A good car for that low price, yeah? Well, you don’t get to see this kind of offer every day. Jump on it now before it’s too late.”Hearing what Tyler said caused more suspicion from the car dealer, like a storm cloud darkening an already gray sky. He looked at Tyler somewhat skeptically, delaying his decision to buy the car.Several crimes have been happening in the city lately, and for a dealer to witne
Tyler had already taken the new car back to the eatery, and just like the good dog he was, he was rewarded with a ride back to the mansion. But if he thought he would sleep over at the mansion and that we would go see his mother the next day, he was mistaken.“Take these, change into them; we are going to your mother right away,” I said, tossing a pair of new clothes to Tyler.Tyler was already looking so dirty, and that was not nice to take to his mother. I am a lady, and I know how ladies think. Knowing the kind of person Diana was, I knew she would smell something fishy if she saw Tyler in that state.So, a new pair of clothes to make Tyler clean would suffice. If not for anything else, but to deceive the catch that there was something really going on.With this resolve, even though it was the evening of the day, I faced Robert and the chauffeur who had driven Tyler to the mansion.“Tyler will be the one driving me today. We will be back soon,” I said.“But ma’am,” Robert protested
*Scoff*"A thorn today may bloom as a rose tomorrow, so treat it with care" was a very popular adage, but how pitiful that Diana did not remember this adage when Tyler and I were still married.Merely looking at her face, I can still see how she used to frown and how she used to squeeze up her face irritably just to have me brush the floors or wash the toilet.In the same manner, I remembered those cranky, stupid creatures she called children. Bed of the same evildoers, and just as I remembered that, I saw those evil creatures come out of the same house before us.Their gowns were the dirtiest, and their faces looked like they had not taken a good bath for the longest time.Whatever Diana was saying to me as she was corrected on what my name was, I did not listen, not that I cared anyway, and whatever her children said, I did not hear.The only thing I could tell was that Diana looked at me in this instance not with the rigid eyes she used to look at me before but with glorifying eyes
It had barely been six hours when Diana and her two daughters dusted off their legs like they were shaking off the past, and approached the TV station. I didn't even know they could do it this fast. This made me remember the first time Tyler and I were to be married.After our parents were perfectly introduced, it took more than a month to get Diana to finally agree to the date we had picked to get married. In her defense, her son deserved someone to match his status.But excuse me, “What did she mean by someone to match his status?” I was the perfect industrious lady who had her own money in her pocket. Obviously, Diana thought of me as a dependent woman. Someone who looked to her husband’s hand even before she could afford her own pads for her monthly flow.Over my dead body!I was the vibrant and hardworking lady whom Tyler knew he was lucky to have. And so he knew how to handle it, and eventually, Diana agreed to the chosen date, and we got married.So, if I had been beautifully ri
The day of reckoning was indeed near, and it was even more funny because Tyler and his family knew nothing about it.The instant they were allowed into the station, they were led into the channel room, where they’d be interviewed.Though it was obviously not Tyler’s first time being interviewed, it was his first time at a TV station wanting to go live on air.Right before their eyes was a lady seated behind a desk. In her hand were a notepad and a pen. Behind her was a large screen that seemed more or less like a projector, displaying the name BBC News boldly.On the right-hand side, the left-hand side, and in the center, Tyler and his family saw the media crew standing behind cameras and staring right into them.Tyler was asked to sit on a chair a bit distant from the interviewer's desk, and right beside him was a stool with a glass of juice on top of it. Emily, Olivia, and Diana were seated in the same manner, and they did not wait long before taking their first sips of the juice.“A
One thing I noticed about the media houses in the United States of America since I became a well-known and affluent person is that you could still be on air, answering questions from the interviewer, but newspaper companies, magazines, blogs, and social media handlers have already published written documents about you. If care is not taken, they could even be sold out before you come out of the TV station.Funny right? but that's just the case around here and honestly it's a shock to most people.That was not a surprise to me, though. I just smirked when Robert walked in and brought me two of the newspapers out of the many that were published just a minute ago. Just like my late uncle said, my name trending on the internet is a great thing because it means more money for me.*Scoff*Checking out the first newspaper Robert brought for me, I saw Tyler’s face, his mother’s face, and his siblings' faces on the front page. The caption was:“Do These Family Members Know What They Are Saying