"What did just happen?" Nina and Valerie were still shaken, standing outside the gates of the White Palace.
"How dare those guards try to touch us?"
The humiliation was written in bold letters on Nina’s face.
"Marissa must be behind it," Nina had to stop herself from rolling her eyes when she heard the same words from Valerie.
"Valerie!" she burst out, "That Delinda is obsessed with you just like you are obsessed with your sister!"
Valerie spun around seething with rage, "I’m NOT obsessed with her. She is the only one who has this much hatred against me. Mark my words, Nina. She is involved. Marissa is behind this drama!"
Nina started shaking her head, "Marissa! Involved in the White Palace? You must be out of your mind! My son might like to fu*ck her but nothing more than that. You dated him for three years, how many places did he gift you? Huh! Any palace, any home in your name? Any shop? A handkerchief?"
Valerie wasn’t convinced.
Marissa was involved. Why would a bunch of guards throw them out when so many other people were there?
We might be evil, but we aren’t terrorists!
Valerie almost jumped when Nina’s voice sliced through the silence, "Are you planning to stay here or get back to the hotel with me?"
She found Nina sitting in the backseat of the car, waiting for her.
***
"Ok,"
"Hmm,"
"Oh,"
"Alright,"
"Fine!"
"Thanks. Bye!" Rafael placed down the receiver and tapped his desk lightly.
"Is everything good?" Dean and Joseph raised their heads from the file they were discussing.
"Nothing. It’s just," he shrugged, "my wife is getting bolder day by day,"
Joseph chuckled, "Didn’t you want that?"
"I’m not complaining, man. It’s good."
Dean didn’t have much idea what they were talking about, "What did she do?"
Rafael smirked and started twisting the paperweight between his fingers, "She just kicked out her sister and my mother," he said closing one eye and Joseph was a little taken aback.
Why was his friend acting this way?
He wasn’t angry or sad due to his mother’s disrespect. He wasn’t confronting her for what she did a few years back.
His friend wasn’t someone to stay quiet, yet for some shitty reason, he was postponing it.
When Dean left, Rafael curved down his lips, "Look at him. Ever since Marissa joined the office, he has started speaking his mind."
Joseph chuckled but spoke nothing. Rafael was right. Dean was becoming bolder and more confident in his work.
***
Kate had a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. The woman who closed the window in a flash looked like Marissa. And then within minutes, guards were dragging away Nina and Valerie.
She made a good choice when she chose to stay with Marissa. Today it was more evident that Nina and Valerie didn’t have any value.
"Oh. I know what you are thinking," She looked back when heard Delinda behind her, "This is all Marissa’s doing. No one can be as dangerous as the mistress of your husband or son. Marissa knows how to cash herself."
Kate was never a fan of Marissa but there was one thing she loved and that was money. By disrespecting Marissa, she couldn’t afford to lose her job and her MSin café.
"We need to get back to work, Del," Kate tried to walk towards Shan Chi who was asking the carpenter to provide an extra slab near his table.
Delinda was quick to stop her by placing her hand, "We also need to stand against bad, Kate."
"Agree!" Kate gave her an over-brightened smile and hugged her. She didn’t have time for this craziness of this woman, "let’s go and get done with our job. We can’t afford to lose it for Marissa. She isn’t worth it."
Delinda felt satisfied with the explanation and Kate felt proud for coming up with such a good excuse.
She had to get her table set before paying a visit to her designer. Being a chef didn’t mean she couldn’t look good.
She wanted to dazzle the people at the party, not knowing that there would be someone who would overshadow her.
Ah! Poor Kate!
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