The search for Mr. Louis Bailey 7
Mrs. Nichole Bailey strolled around the Arena just to while away time. Later on, she returned to their boot and spent some time chatting with them which gave her the privilege of studying the caliber of staff working with her son. When they were done for the day, she closed with them.
"Have a nice evening."
She said as the team members closed for the day.
"We wish you same, Mrs. Bailey."
They responded as they retired for the evening to their rooms while she returned to the suite with Louis.
"You have a wonderful team, Louis."
She commended.
"Wow! You are very observant, mom. I am blessed with a great team."
They walked back with Louis who knew that the evening would be a moment of intense discussions to his suite. Then, Mr. Arthur Bailey who was through with his meal and had settled down to watch the television greeted.
"Welcome back, Son. How was your day?"
“Thank you father. My day was fine. I hope you enjoyed your meal?”
"Yes. I did. Thank you."
Mr. Arthur Bailey gave him a worrisome smile before looking at Mrs. Nichole Bailey whose eyes contacted his at once. She knew that it was time for business. Then, Mr. Louis Bailey excused himself and walked to the bedroom.
"Father, mom. I will like to have a shower. Excuse me, please."
"It is all right, son."
His father responded. Likewise, Nichole sat down on one of the chairs on the dinning table while Mr. Arthur Bailey who was on the couch watching the television rested his head on the head on the couch and and crossed his right leg over his left. Occasionally, Nichole who would not deny that she was still in love with him would steal a glance at him to know how he was faring while operating her phone.
'Who knows, he could be under pressure.'
She thought and wished she could give him some comfort. After a while, Louis got back to the parlor and sat beside his father, braced himself for the imminent and ready for any question.
Mr. Arthur Bailey looked at his son who was seated beside him and began.
"Louis."
"Yes father."
Now, Louis voice tone and breathing had changed. His quivering voice made Nichole to look at him again. Mr. Bailey continued.
"I know there is something bothering you otherwise, you won't throw the whole family into panic. Can we talk about it now?"
Nothwithstanding, Nichole noticed that Mr. Arthur Bailey's voice was not stable too, so, she waited for Louis to say something. To their whammy, he poured out all his emotions at once. Hearing him cry put Nichole on her toes.
"Oh! Louis."
She exclaimed, got off the chair and walked to the couch where Louis was seated and sat on its arm. Nevertheless, she drew Louis who was sobbing hysterically closer to her bosom and consoled.
"It is all right, son. We can talk about it some other time."
Mr. Arthur Bailey drew closer to Louis and gave him kerchief to dry his tears and declared.
"We are returning to Dover tomorrow. Prepare your team to continue with the Exhibition to the end. Is that okay?"
Louis began to sob again. The thought of going to Dover reminded him of the sight of Olivia and Denise a few days ago. Without warning, Nichole who became infected with Louis's cry began to sob too.
"What happened to you, Louis? Louis, please stop crying. You had always been a strong man."
Now, Mr. Arthur Bailey was in a dilemma. Before him were two people who were important in his life. He can openly console Louis but what about Nichole? Inspite of that, he attempted all the same.
"Nichole, please, be strong. He needs us now."
Louis, who did not wish to make his mother cry rested his head on her bosom while Mr. Arthur Bailey placed his right hand on the two of them which automatically rested on Nichole. She was not interested in fighting back so, she ignored his hand that was resting on her. Then, Louis slept off on her bosom, she got off the chair gently and made him to lie on the chair resting his head on the arm of the chair. Mr. Arthur Bailey lifted his two legs from the floor and rested them on the chair. He walked to the bedroom and got a pillow and Mrs Nichole Bailey collected the pillow from him, lifted Louis head gradually and tucked in the pillow under his head.
'I must have been a dunce to ignore the love of a woman with a genuine love for me.'
Mr. Bailey thought as he watched her take care of Louis. At that moment, she took charge of the family immediately.
"Arthur."
He was surprised to hear his name from the weak voice of the woman he loved.
"Yes, Nichole."
He responded wishing that she would just say, 'I love you'.
"It is obvious that we are all spending the night together in this suite. I hope you're not planning to book a room for yourself because we can't leave him alone."
He gave her a dotting look and agreed.
"It is oK. He glanced at Louis protectively before he walked to the bedroom with his briefcase.
Mrs. Nichole Bailey placed order for dinner and when it was served, she woke Louis up and ensured that he had his dinner before he walked to his room and slept off.
In the morning, he woke up to see his parents dotting on him and he was pleased.
" Louis."
"Yes. Mom."
"Can you give your sisters a call. They had been worried."
"All right Mom."
The first person he called was Freya, her big sister. His parents looked on as they chatted.
"Louis, good to hear from you. Why the suspense Louis?"
"I'm sorry big sister. We are coming over to Dover."
"We?"
"Yes. Mom and father are here."
"Oh! That's good. Can I speak with them?"
He gave the phone to his parents and they took turn to speak with Freya one after the other.
Afterwards, he called Julie too who was eagerly expecting his call since she returned to her base.
"You can not speak with Denise. He is still on honeymoon and not reachable."
Mr. Bailey informed. He teared up on hearing honeymoon but composed himself and obediently left for Dover with his parents after instructing Eric on what to do for the remaining days of the Exhibition.
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