New Love at Dover 2
At Sevenoaks.
Mr. Louis Bailey got to the company complex on Monday morning like every other day. He walked to his office after he got off his car with the comportment of a boss. There was nothing to expose his inner injury as he worked cordially with his staff members, and he gave himself a high target to accomplish for the day. Bailey International Conglomerate had been suspending the proposals for partnership from Real Estate firms. He decided to give the proposals some attention. His staff members were on their toes too. They never expected that there would be various Zoom meetings today and when it was time for lunch, he excused them.
“You can take a break. We will resume after lunch.”
He informed his staff members.
“All right boss.”
Said, the cheerful staff members while he continued with his work as he took his usual lunch – tea and crackers. Dr. Kadon Quain called to check on him.
“Good day, Dr. Quain.”
“Good day, Mr. Bailey. Good to hear from you. Are you at work?”
“Yes doctor. I'm at work.”
“That is good. Any news?”
“Nothing yet. Thank you for your concern. I will be fine.”
“I like that. You will be fine. I called to check on you.”
“Thank you doctor. I appreciate.”
“It is all right. Have a lovely day.”
“Thank you. Have a pleasant day, too.”
The sequel of the various Zoom meetings was a call from one of his partners in Egypt, Africa.
“Hello Mr. Salem. How may I help you?”
“Hello Mr. Bailey. I called to inform you that the International Property Exhibition that we discussed during the Zoom meeting would be coming up in two weeks time and the venue is Cairo, Egypt.”
“Wow! That is good enough. How long is the exhibition going to last?”
“It is going to last for thirty days.”
“It is perfect. I will be there dependably.”
Mr. Salem, who felt he did not get what he said, inquired to be certain.
“Did you say you will be coming or your staff members?”
“I will lead the team. Get all the details I need to know about the program across to me. Thank you so much, Mr. Salem.”
“All right, Mr. Bailey. See you later.”
Mr. Louis Bailey got off work at the close of work and headed for his house. He was relieved when he got the news that the exhibition will take place in Egypt and not South Africa as earlier speculated. It will give him the opportunity to search for Olivia's parents.
'I will not allow her to suffer the embarrassment alone.'
He thought as he settled down to watch the television. Then, a call came from Dover, his native home. His cousin, Mr. Denise Bailey, was on the line. He tried as much as possible to cover up anything that would expose his plight before he picked up the call.
At Dover, Mr. Denise Bailey's House.
After Denise Bailey left the Bailey Native Home, he went back home. The day had been an eventful day for him, but it was worthwhile. He got to his bedroom to meet an empty bed, which made him had a bad case of butterflies in his stomach. Then, the real meaning of being in love became comprehensible to him.
“Gosh!"
He exclaimed as he walked to the bathroom for a wash. The warm bath gave him some relief and afterwards, he got to the parlor for his dinner. While waiting for Caleb to serve the meal, he put a call across to his little cousin brother, who he was older than by two months.
“Hello, Denise, good to hear from you.”
“Wow! Louis, I'm delighted to hear from you. No call from you throughout the weekend, what's up?”
“I was so occupied with online meetings. Anyway, that should not be an excuse. I'm sorry. How is everyone?”
“Everyone is fine. I have a piece of good news for you.”
Mr. Louis Bailey, who was lying on the sofa, got up and sat down before he announced.
“Yes? I am eager to hear that.”
“I'm getting married very soon.”
Mr. Louis Bailey who was exhilarated exclaimed.
“What! That is three in one good news. First, you had found a lady.”
“Yes?”
“Secondly, you have made up your mind to marry her.”
“Yes, go on. Thirdly.”
“Thirdly, you have begun the planning.”
“Louis, you have thought it out. I was not looking at it from this perspective.”
“I'm happy for you and I promise you my support.”
“I know you will always be there for me.”
“Yes! I will always be there for you.”
“Remember, you will be the best man.”
“Of course, who else, if not me? Remember, we had a deal concerning that. That is, if any of us marries first, the next person will automatically be the best man, it is my pleasure to be your best man.”
“I like that.”
“What is the exact date, please?”
“Thirty days from today.”
“That is good. I will visit before then. I will be traveling to Egypt, but I will see you before I travel.”
“That’s alright, Louis. See you then.”
“Please mention me to her. Tell her I can’t wait to see her. Bye.”
Indeed, Mr. Louis Bailey cannot wait to see his cherished Olivia, who had slipped out of his hands like an apparition.
After the call, the reality of his folly laid bare in front of him.
“Denise, who never had a girlfriend all his life, is getting married before me, who had been in a steady relationship for three years. One wrong step, and I'm here. How can I ever hurt Olivia? Can I see Olivia's tears and be insensitive?"
He took a deep breath and concluded.
'I must find you, Olivia. Egypt, here I come.'
At the Bailey Native Home
Freya, who loves her brother Denise so much, had extended the same love to his wife to-be. She got wedding accessories for her, and she was trying them on. Olivia puts on a shoe and pulled it out immediately, indicating it was not what she wanted. Freya was surprised at her action and she asked.
“What happened? Don't you like them?”
“I do, but they are too big for me.”
“In that case, I will have to inform Julie Bailey Winston to get a smaller size when she will be coming for the wedding.”
“Auntie, Freya.”
“Yes?"
“I wish to suggest that we buy some of these accessories locally instead of spending so much buying them abroad. There may be a good wedding accessories shop in Dover.”
Freya smiled and pointed out.
“Allow us to worry about that, Angel. These things are nothing to Julie Bailey Winston. She had been abroad with her husband for some time, she has a good job, so sending wedding accessories to her cousin’s wife won’t be too much on her.”
Olivia, who was speechless, began to arrange the wedding gown and accessories and muttered.
“If you say so, Auntie Freya.”
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