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Mom?
{When love decides
To take over}
©PROMISE DAVIS MAUREEN
(Ride back to his house)
?Episode 17 B?
Penny’s POV:
I was lost in my thought, I never knew that I said that out loud.
What else did I say?
“I’m sorry that I heard such a private thought Penny.” Anastasia said and I shook my head.
“No….not at all, I was just…..just taken back.” I said truthfully.
Her words really strengthen me.
She said down beside me and keep staring at me.
“Do you want to talk about it?” She asked.
Do I want to talk about it? Talk about the man that left me or the family that rejected me and stay clear away from me like I’m some infectious disease.
I wipe away the stray tears on my cheek and forced out a smile.
“No. I’ll be heading out now to get Chris from school.” I said and stood up from the chair.
I walk back inside the cafe and grab the polythene that was filled with Arley’s favorites.
I didn’t see her today at the cafe, just like I promised her, I made a special ones for her.
I removed my apron and carried my bag.
“I’m heading out first Maggie.” I told her.
“Okay, I’ll face time you later.” She told me. I walk out of the cafe and quickly flag down a taxi.
“St Monica school please.” I told the driver.
The driver was quite fast, I paid him his $50 and walk through the school gate.
I got there but couldn’t find Chris, i searched everywhere.
Where is Chris?
Where is my baby? My son.
“Excuse me, please have you seen Christian James?” I asked a staff that I saw.
“No ma’am.” I groaned and rake my hands on my hair…
Where could he be? I hope nothing bad happened to my baby.
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?Hello?”
?Penny I collected Chris from school with Arley.” The caller whom i assumed to be Faith said.
I took a deep breath and rest my back agaunst the wall.
I almost lost it.
How did she get my number? To the best of my knowledge. I didn’t share my contact with any of them.
I stood back straight and walk out of the school compound. I walk for awhile and sat down.
To be candid, I don’t know the way to Bryce’s mansion.
I forgot the direction already, how silly of me.
I fished out my phone from my bag and dial the number that called me earlier.
“Hey Faith.”
“Miss James?”
“Yea, I forgot the direction. Can you help me?” I asked her.
“Oh, where are you right now?” She asked back.
“Along the subway station, not too far from st Monica.” I replied, she shuffle around with something for awhile.
“Okay Miss, a driver will come and pick you up.” She told me, I sigh in relieve and muttered a “Thank you”
I glanced around the street and silently pray to God.
It is getting late already and this place…..though cars passes by and shops are opened. I still don’t feel safe.
A car passed by but later reversed and stopped in front of me.
The glass was windy down and Bryce face was the first thing I saw. He was wearing a sunglass.
Sunglass at night? I’m not surprised.
“Get in.” Was the only two words that he said, I sprang on my feet and quickly opened the door then got in.
“Thank you.” I said but he just ignored me.
I closed my eyes and rest my back against the seat.
The car ride was quiet and I was nervous as hell. Even when I asked him about his day at work, he doesn’t reply me.
Why do I feel hurt by that?
“Bryce.” He whispered and the gate automatically pulled open.
He drove inside and pulled up at the garage.
“Thanks for the ride.” I told him and open the door then ran inside the house.
That was……that was one intense of a ride.
“Penny you’re back.” Martha said and I hummed…
“Bryce gave me a lift back here.” I replied her.
She nods and her eyes fixed on me.
“Good evening Mr King.” She greeted. Oh she was actually staring at Bryce and not me.
I was just thinking too much.
“Where is Chris and Arley?” I asked.
“Probably in Arley’s room.” She replied and walk inside the kitchen. I stood there, waiting for Bryce to pass by but he never did.
Is he still there?
I turned around and was met with his gaze on me.
“I…….I’ll take my leave first.” I told him nervously before slowly walking out.
I got inside my room, temporary room and removed my sandals the started undoing my shirt.
I was just wearing my camisole now and when I wanted to remove it too, there came a knock on the door.
Thinking that it might be Martha, I said come in.
The door was slowly pushed open by Bryce.
I gasped and hurried to put my shirt back on.
“Sorry to intrude your privacy.” He said and I nodded.
He sat down on the couch and stared at me.
“What course did you study in school?” He asked me.
“Accounting.” I replied.
“How many years of experience?”
“Four.”
“Good, I’m hiring three accountants in my company. Those that could work in my different branch. Interview starts tomorrow.” He said and stood up. “Bring your files, and good luck on getting picked.”
With that final word, he walk out of the room.
Wait! Work?
At Bryce King’s conglomerate?
Why am I so lucky with him?
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