Mel's POV
"We are almost there Mr. Muir" the driver said.
"Thank you sir."
I took my phone to check my messages.
Nurse Gary's Chat
NG: Hello Mrs. Muir, I sat with the baby for 20 minutes in the room with Mrs. Walker like you requested.
Me: How was it?
NG: She only asked if she was fed and if she cried a lot.
Me: She did not want to hold her.
NG: No, when I asked. She nodded her her head head to say no.
Me: Did you update Doctor Thomas?
NG: Yes, she said I should take the baby to her every 2 hours for 10 minutes.
Me: Ok, thank you Nurse Gary.
NG: You are welcome Mrs. Muir.
Ends Chat.
I scroll down to the message that I just kept looking at for days now.Garry's Chat
3 days ago
Garry: .Garry: ................
Garry: kmt
Me: Garrick just come home.
*You have been Blocked*
*Close Chat*
I tried calling the number a couple times but was sent straight to voicemail, no matter want phone I used to call him.
"
We are here Mrs. Muir" the driver announced.
The sun was ripe in the afternoon Miami's sky. We got out of the vehicle and made our way into the hotel.
I had clear access with the manager by threatening to buy the hotel if they refused to give me the information I needed.
Access was granted and I went through without no hassle from anyone. In fact I was expected and treated like royalty upon arrival.
"This way Mrs. Muir" the concierge said as she guides us to their luxurious penthouse suite.
"Thank you, I will take it from here" I told her and she nodded politely with a smile.
I knocked and waited for a little while . I had to knock twice before it was opened.
"Miss Newell, very nice to see you again."
She looked stunned, I wasn't surprised that she was.
"Mrs. Muir.. and others. To what do I owe this grand visit?" She asked.
"May we come in?"
She opened the door wider and stepped to the side. "Sure." She said.
"Miss Newell you are already familiar with some of these faces I'm sure?" I asked as I scope the beautiful suite.
She was living lavishly.
"Yes, Kelly, David, Chanel but not sure who these two gentlemen are."
"Excuse my manners ma'am, I am David Mattis, Mrs. Walker's father."
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A Dancehall Story: Book 9
FanfictionStacy, Chalkline and the entire gang gathered in the same place for a special occasion and in true Dancehall Story fashion, disaster strikes. How will they manage?