I quickly remembered the note that dad sent me and it also had something to do with the Wilson family. To not look dumb I quickly googled the Wilson's family and everything came to view. I was so shocked to the Pinot where I didn't realize that my mouth was open and that we've also arrived at the café. The Wilson's are known for an oil company that they've owned for 50 years now. Mr and Mrs Wilson have 3 children, 1 boy and 2 girls. Alexander, Carie and Avery Wilson.
"They look like the perfect family." I thought to myself. 'Alexander Wilson' also known as the only heir to the Wilson empire, who also owns the Comigos Empire, a multi billion dollar company. One of the leading tech companies in the world which was only started 7 years ago.
I tried looking for his picture but only found one but it showed his back, it seems like he's a pretty private person. I went ahead to look at his sisters' pictures and damn they were beautiful, wayyy morreee beautiful than Belle and Diana.
"Ma'am we've arrived." The driver said turning around looking at me. "Oh, im so sorry but I don't think I want coffee anymore so can you please take me back home, I'm so sorry". I said in the sweetest voice I can.
When I got back to the mansion I went straight into the room I was staying in only to see my father standing in front of the window next to the door. "What's he doing in here?" I asked myself quietly. It seemed as if he'd noticed my present "good evening." I greeted formally.
" I just wanted to get some fresh air away from the mansion." I said to him. "Today is the final day in f our business together, and if everything goes as planned I'll look forward to doing more business deals in the future." He said walking to home putting his hands in his pocket. "Just what kind of business are we doing because ever since I got I've only been literally sitting around and doing nothing." I said.
"Just the type that'll change your life forever." Dad said smirking. "Tomorrow is the Wilson's gala so make sure you get a lot of rest because it's going to be a very long. . . Day." He said walking out of the room. The way he stressed out the 'long day' had me really worried. I sat on the floor thinking about how my life will turn out to be like after this so called deal. My stay here feels like a vacation from all the worries of my life and I won't say I don't enjoy staying here with the maids doing everything for me. This was the life I dreamed of growing up.