Chapter forty two

Izzy didn't reply for a few seconds but kept staring at the boy,regarding him intently. Suddenly, she snorted and turned around and to leave but after a few meters, she turned again and approached the boy.
"Hi, am Izzy," she said and though her voice was stoic, her voice was much warmer than usual.
I tried to really wipe my eyes twice wi the back of my hand to make sure I wa seeing right.
When Izzy turned away initially, I had thought in my mind 'game over, Izzy has done it again' but then when turned around again I was dumbfounded.
Now why?
Suddenly my eyes widened. Could it be...
"Ooh my God," Cecil squealed at my side with adoring ayes, "they look so good together."
They indeed looked good together, too good together- what the f*ck! Who are we deceiving here.
Izzy looks like a devil, a lion about to devour it's prey while Pedro looks like an innocent lamb, a lamb to the slaughter house.
Pedro had blonde hair that was slicked to the back, the palest blue yleyes I have ever seen with thick brows that framed his face perfectly and he was four or five inches taller than Izzy. Though his chiseled face was hidden with a bit of baby fat but it was obvious Pedro was going to be drop-dead gorgeous when he grows up.
Yes, both of them together was basically aesthetically pleasing to the eyes but then this innocent soul was not meant to be with Izzy, she would taint him beyond redemption.
"Yes, they do," I replied just to please Cecil but no matter what I was saying, Izzy definitely isn't smitten by this boy.
Suddenly Izzy asks an outrageous question, "is he my new plaything?"
There was a shocked and awkward silence afterwards while the smile in Cecil's face remained stuck.
"Hahaha," I laughed nervously just to ease the awkward moment, "I am sure she means playmate, Izzy here has a weird sense if humor," I tried my best to remedy this situation while secretly sending warming gazes to Izzy.
I can't tell if she believes me but Cecil laughs along with me and to be sincere, it helped ease the tension.
"It must be a slip if the tongue then," Cecil laughs and thankfully Izzy did not say anything to aggravate the barely savaged situation.
"I am Izzy," Izzy introduced herself to Cecil and I could help but groan inwardly.
The message was loud and clear making me wonder if Cecil gets it too. Izzy was clearly drawing the line here.
"Nice to meet you Izzy,I am Cecil," she waived and smile back at Izzy and yes, she did get the message.
"Nice to meet you too," Izzy acknowledges with less enthusiasm as Cecil had displayed. She then turned and grabbed Pedro's hand and Saud, "let's go to my room."
"No!" I shrieked scarring everybody in the room, Izzy excluded- the girl was calm as always.
"Why?" Izzy asked with an innocent look that I knew would only fool Cecil and Pedro. As if she doesn't why.
"I want you where my eyes can see you, besides Pedro is new and you might make him uncomfortable if you rush him through things," came my most reasonable excuse of the century but Izzy and I, whose eyes just met and held knew the truth .
I couldn't trust Izzy with the boy and yes, she wouldnt do anything evil to Pedro since his mom is here and is quite taken by him, but it's Izzy we are talking here, one shouldn't lower their gourd around her.
"Fine then," Izzy readily agreed surprising me.
I thought she was going to start another of her undisruputable arguments but she simply led Pedro to the sofa and him sit beside her.
Though Izzy didn't talk much and as excited as Pedro was, but she was sure to give him enough attention and responses like 'umm' 'yes' 'no' , 'lift eyebrows' ,'shrug shoulders' , that was all.
Although Pedro being near Izzy seemed like a good thing, since she hadn't given him the evil eye or taunt him to tears, that means she accepts him right?
Izzy might be tough and smart but it concerns me alot with age fact that she can't communicate with the kids her own age normally. She has this twisted sense of humour and sometimes her aura alone scares off potential playmates.
The worst part us that she doesn't even desire what kids of her age wants, while her mates are busy thinking of getting pony, do their hair, feed well, hangout with friends and probably get a boyfriend- these kids these days surprise me but that is not the point.
The point is that Izzy's desire us to overthrow her father and make everyone around her miserable without even realising she is hurting herself in the process.
I switched on the television for their entertainment and went into the kitchen to get some refreshments.
Because it was sunny and I waited for long, I made Cecil an iced fruit juice while I put some chilled strawberries on a plate, cut it in halves and gave it to the boy.
Cecil was going through a business magazine Archer leaves around when Izzy was going through her phone with Pedro trying to get her attention every now and then.
The way Izzy stared at me when I walked into the living room made me uncomfortable, as if she wanted to say something to me but decided against it eventually, but I pushed it back of my mind, Izzy was always weird anyways.
"Your husband must be a businessman," Cecil commented while going through the magazine. I blushed, "not really my husband, we aren't married yet," I explained and she nodded.
"Thank you," Cecil said accepting the iced juice from me and took a sip. She closed her eyes and savoured it, releasing a sound of approval afterwards.
"Tastes good," she complimented and I smiled down on her and sat besides her on the sofa.
"What made you move here anyways," I asked curiously.
She pursed her lips, " I have been living abroad with Pedro for years now so I decided to bring him back to his country. Atleast, for him to get to know his people and connect with his roots," she explained and I too nodded.
Speaking of Pedro.
He was enjoying his strawberries and then picked a piece with a fork and brought it to Izzy's face but the girl scowled at him.
Right, Izzy doesn't eat strawberries- it's not that she dislikes it or have any allergies to it or something but I haven't seen her eat any at all.
The boy frowned, "you don't like it?"
But Izzy replied instead, "feed me."
Besides me Cecil chokes in her drink, sputtering and coughing in the price and I had no choice but to rub her back.
It was during this process of rubbing Cecil's back that somehow my eyes flickered to the news on the screen. I froze.
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The King And Queen
Archer's POV
"Hi, father, you have finally called," I said, my voice so thin and inhumanly cold like a popsicle.
I didn't want to call him 'Old Man' this time but 'father' to remind him that the person who he had betrayed was his own son, his own flesh and blood, someone he had birthed. Someone who was supposed to wish for my everyday progress and happiness above any other thing.
"What do you think you are doing?" Father snapped from the other end but my lips quirked up.
Oh, I knew what he talking about.
The engagement news and then my own official statement was a complete slap on his face.
The old man organized the news news as a means, platform to show the whole world that he had chosen a daughter-in-law but then to his own son, his flesh and blood, someone he had done everything on his behalf, turned everything around.
I know right know he must be feeling like I betrayed him but then, he betrayed me at first, it was just an act if returning the favour.
"What do you think I did father? Perhaps, we should meet up so you can specify exactly what I did wrong," I requested emphasizing on 'meet up'.
For a few minutes, he said nothing and I smiled internally, he was probably weighing the pros and cons while setting up where my influence would be at minimal- that is if he would agree to meet me.
"Fine then," my father agreed, "I will send a car to pick you up "
Just as I thought.
Without wasting time I changed out if my suit and donned on a comfy wear- a nice breezy t-shirt and jeans.ibknew what I was about to face, a war, it was time to make my stand known. I wasn't that same little boy he had wrapped his fingers around years ago.
As if no cue the moment I was done,my office was notified on my ride, so I made wlmy way down stairs and wasn't surprised to see the driver was one of his own people.