Chapter 17

Ivy POV
Earlier today, I had texted Frederick to inform him of our meeting with the fashion designer. As long as I canceled most of my plans to handle the wedding arrangements, he had to do the same too. I waited for a reply to my text but didn't get one. 

When it was almost 4:00 pm, I drove to Frederick's house with the fashion designer, Millicent. Millicent was a top fashion designer in the whole of New York City. She was indeed expensive but thankfully, Frederick could afford her. 

My best friend, CeeCee, asked one time why I opted for Millicent. Well, I was a model, and to get famous, I had to patronize top fashion brands. I had an opportunity to indulge Millicent in designing the dresses for my wedding. How can I let that opportunity slip straight outta my hands?

The moment I used hashtags like " gettingmarriedtoabillonaire", and FrederickHudsonwife on my Instagram and Twitter posts, I started getting more audience and contracts. It seemed like most businesses wanted to connect to Frederick by partnering with me(his wife).

People were not even sure we were going to get married but as soon as they saw Frederick and I's pictures on social media, I became more famous.

This meant I needed to put in more effort in marrying Frederick. The arranged marriage to Frederick seemed like a blessing in disguise.

When I got to his house, he was absent. But, I met a lady dressed in a sweet gown. She looked familiar but it was hard to remember where I had met her. She looked like one of Frederick's women. I shrugged and sat on the couch.

"Good morning ma'am", she greeted Millicent before turning to greet me.

"Sir Frederick is not yet home"... she went on to say after greeting me.

Did she just call him sir? I thought… 

"Who are you?", I asked her.

"I work here as a maid. Can I get you both something to drink?"She replied smiling.

Hmm, I'll have a glass of water, Millicent answered.

"How about you ma'am, what would you like to have a drink?". This time around she was asking me. I didn't even answer her. Getting through to Frederick was more important than answering questions from his maid. He decided not to pick up my calls or respond to my messages. 

After waiting for almost an hour. I left his house angrily. 

"I'm sorry for wasting your time this evening. I know you had other important meetings and you missed them because of me". Frederick is busy but we would get back to you soon", I said to Millicent as I drove to her house.

"It's okay. How about I send one of my male designers to his office to get his body measurements. You can just pick a design for your fiance from the catalog. I'll send the bill to you right away", she replied.

"That'll be Lovely. I'll let you know when he is at the office tomorrow", I answered.

As soon as I got home, I ran to my parents' room to narrate everything that happened with myself, Millicent, and Frederick. 

"I texted Frederick saying we had a meeting with a fashion designer at his house by 4:00 pm. He didn't reply but I expected him to show up regardless. Frederick kept us waiting for almost an hour. Worst of it all mom and dad, he declined all of my calls and ignored my messages. Do you know he has a sexy maid in his house?". 
I kept talking without even giving my parents any room to comment or answer my questions.

I calmed down and looked at my parents giving me a weird look.
"Did any of you even hear me?".

"My darling"... My mom was the first to respond. "You do not need to worry yourself. It is not good for your skin. Your dad would talk to Frederick's father about this''.

"Yes dear, we would make sure Frederick treats you better than this", my dad said while coming to hug me.

I felt relieved and walked to my room. It was time for my skincare routine. Trust me, it was necessary as a model.

Frederick POV
As soon as I stepped out of the car and walked up to Kharis, the news I received put me back in a mood. I was expecting Kharis to hug me and say"Welcome", ( how could I even expect that from my maid) but what I got was different. 

"You have two visitors Sir", she announced.

It then hit me, Ivy was coming over with a fashion designer.

"Do you know who the visitors are?", I asked Kharis.

"No sir. But, I think one of them is a model. I may not be on social media but I have seen her before."

"I don't remember asking if you met her", I responded.  

"Do not tell them I'm back. You have my number right! Call me immediately they leave", I said to Kharis and went back into the car.

"Ivy is at home with a fashion designer. I'm not ready to have any more meetings. Take me to my favorite club", I said to Lois.

I wanted to calm my head, relax my mind and put all of the stress past me. So, I decided to call Kiel to come over to the club.

"Hey nigga, how are you doing", Kiel asked me.

"I'm doing great. If you are not fucking b***hes, meet me at the club. I'm on my way right now", I said and hung up.

I prayed that Ivy and her fashion designer would be gone before I got back. 

I stepped down from the car and headed straight to the VIP room. I was very popular here in the club so it was always easy to make a reservation at any time. 

"Great", I said to myself when I noticed Kiel was not here yet. 

I sat and ordered a bottle of the most expensive wine on the menu. I brought out my phone and went through social media searching for Kharis. It was fruitless to find her on any of the social media platforms in the world.

Then I raised my head, away from my phone, to find Kiel walking into the room. I turned to my wristwatch and uttered, twenty-five minutes late.