I kept wondering how all my half siblings were older than me if their mother was the mistress. Does that mean mum was the mistress, no she couldn't have been. I tried getting the thoughts out of my head there are a lot of things that I'm yet to understand.
After dinner the butler handed a file over to my dad, he opened the file and passed it over to me. "This is a contract of the family business that we have so you'll have to sign it and give it back to me now." I didn't have much time to read through it so I quickly signed it gave it back to him. "Is that all?" I asked him. "Yes your work starts tomorrow!" He said excitedly.
"So are you the daughter of that psycho woman?" Belle asked smugly. Mmmm the way I wanted to jump on this table and beat her ass was crazy.
"There's no need to be rude to your sister Bell!" Marian said as she finished her dinner and left the table. "Good night children." She said.
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I couldn't believe that the work I came here for the whole week was just to rest and look pretty as well as staying in the house all day. I wasn't someone to sit and do nothing all day so I decided to go out and check out the city.
The butler prepared a ride for me and in less than 2 minutes I left with a chauffeur and a bodyguard. While the chauffeur was driving I was focused on phone until I felt the car stop. I raised my head to see why the car had stopped, I was astonished by what I saw. In front of us there was a trail of black convoys in high speed and in the middle was a Porsche gt3 rs.
"He's back." The chauffeur said. "Who, Mr Wilson?" The bodyguard asked. "Yes, sure it's because of the gala." He said.
My mouth was hanging open because like who the HELL is Mr Wilson. There really is a difference between rich and wealthy.
