WHITNEY

The summer and his hot weather were pointing out. I was sitting on the sofa in the sitting room after I had taken breakfast with mom.

With just a shirt and pants, I manipulated my phone on the sofa. I found nothing distracting on the internet. I then pushed it to the side and laid my head on the armchair.

I felt relaxed, my mother on my side was studying the ratio to know how much she would have as gain in this business.

It was true that the purpose of this partnership was to avenge my parents' death, however, Mrs. Lucas was first of all a businesswoman.

It was, therefore, normal she had to study her gain.

Lying on the sofa lost in my thought, the instant with Addams at the gym crossed my mind.

I remembered his kiss on the neck, the way he took me as his property, I blushed instantly, and a shiver passed instantly over my body, simply thinking of him.

Recovering my wit, I immediately pissed off this thought.

'Who does this asshole think he is?'

'I am neither his property nor the bitch he used to fuck up with. He won't charm me with his angel face; he will never drive me out of my purpose' I mumbled to myself, to remain confident.

"MADAM" Nelson's voice broke the silence of the hall and pulled me out of my thoughts.

"You have visitors madam" bowing, said he.

"Who are they?" mum asked trying to fancy who they could be.

"They are in a huge Range Rover, the man inside with a splendid mustache, told me to explain he is Armand"

"Should I open the gate?" Nelson asked.

"Yes, Nelson please open" he bowed and left the room.

How could he dare come here after what he did? What did he want?

Mrs. Lucas looked at me to see how I would behave. I was composed, I noticed the last time, he could resent the sentiment behind us.

"This man has no scruples, how can he dare come into this house after what he had made here," I said emotionally to mum.

"You have to remain strong" mom encouraged me

"Be inflexible"

I stood up and went upstairs to change my wearing.

'This asshole will pay for all the pain he gave me, I won't have rest until I had made him sink.' I mumbled climbing the stairs.

I entered the room and looked for my long shirt dress gown in the clothing and took the brown one made with silk.

it took me some minutes, and after it was done I started climbing down the stairs. At midst stairs to the sitting, I could hear Addams' voice greeting mom.

My heart started pounding inside my chest for no reason.

'What the hell he is doing here?' I rhetorically asked myself.

I took a deep breath, stood composed, and went down

'Why did I have to meet him everywhere?'.

As we got eye contact, I embodied directly my expressionless face, after this glance, he threw his look aside.

It was uncommon, he was used to looking at me. I was used to seeing the love emanate from his hazel eyes.

Were his feelings toward me changed?

Was I no more his mate as he used to confess?

His look was cold this time, despite all those speculations passing over my mind, I remained composed and walked confidently toward them.

I came and stretched my hand for greeting.

"Good morning Mr. Wilson," I said escaping a little smile

"Morning dearest Whitney" responded Armand Wilson kissing my hand and looking deeply into my gaze he complimented me.

"You are always wonderful" I thanked him for the compliment.

I hated him so profoundly that I couldn't understand how I succeeded to fake a smile. I was disgusted by this swine.

Despite all this anger, I had to hide it profoundly in my heart.

With this ability to scent the anger behind somebody, I should never escape any sentiment of bitterness in front of him to not evoke any impression.

After welcoming Armand, I whirled to greet Addams, he was breathtaking as he used to look, though I carelessly stretched my hand.

"Morn..." before I could utter my word of greeting, he instantly responded.

"Morning Miss Whitney".

Mom was looking at me sitting on the sofa, I was sure it was to look at how I would behave, but I didn't let out any sentiment, my face was empty of expression.

The greeting over, I sat at Mrs. Lucas's side on the sofa, they were at the other side, facing us.

"Can I offer you something?"

"Whisky, wine, juice..." Mrs. Lucas suggested.

"A cup of coffee will be ok" Armand responded

"Alright"

"Thank you" he gently spoke.

Mom called Jelena to go and prepared the coffee for the guests, she went straight away, and after less than five minutes, they were served. Jelena bowed and then left the room.

"We were not aware of your coming"

"Tell me what brought you here..?" mom asked

He took an instant sip of his coffee before he responded: "Eurh..not an issue be relaxed" he began. Addams was on his side, looking at his phone.

"I wanted to make you visit the site, the mine. Since we are a partner you have not yet visited the place where you invested your money. I think it inappropriate for an investor to" his argument was strong, mom couldn't deny it, and to don't evoke any suspicion everything had to go as clearly as possible.

"Sure you are right sir, however, it is mostly an issue of time" argued she

"You are free now?" he insisted

My mother agreed with his proposal, Addams on his side didn't express himself in any subject.

As he finished sipping his coffee, he started with another subject this time a more crucial one. He started talking about the house.

"It was a dagger in my heart to sell you this mansion," He said with a pitiful countenance that anyone who didn't know him could believe.

"Why? I am sure I paid more than it is due for it" mom clarified.

"It is not a matter of money"

"This house is a friend's gift"

I stood instantly on my foot after hearing it.

"Go upstairs to change your outfit, wear something convenable for this going out," mom said immediately, putting down any odd gaze.