The Contract

Chapter 58-The Queen B

The car stopped and I got out and glanced up at the house, I was here to meet The Baxters', you know, the couple who wants to get married.

I don't really make appointment at home but...we had to give special treatment to some clients for some reason.

It was Friday.

I was in a little blue button up dress, it had sleeves with a white collar, my hair in a ponytail and I topped it off with white knee length boots.

I glanced back at Jeffrey before going up the porch to the house, it was a big house so that meant, bougie people lives here.

I love bougie people.

The door was pulled open by an elderly woman in white. "Good afternoon" she greeted. "Yeah, I have an appointment with the -"

"Yes, you must be Mrs Ferrari" she mentioned and I nodded. "Right this way" the door was pulled open and I stepped into the house.

We were immediately in the vast living room, it was all white with huge luxurious furniture, not my taste.

"Wait here, Ms Baxter will be down in a moment" she said and I nodded and took a sit on one of the sofas.

I can already tell the clients by their house, they would really love to show off and they would want the most extravagant of things for their wedding, they'll spend money with thinking.

And do I love clients like this? Yes!

I heard heels clinking, looking up, a lady was coming down the stairs all in a gold flowing dress, her blonde hair wavy and a little dog in her hand.

I got up. "Ms Baxter"

"Pearl Vega" she called, turning to me fully and I paused. "Veronica?!"

Oh yes, I was right on the bougie part but I did leave out the bitchy part.

"In the flesh" she replied with a wide smile on her lips.

So, Veronica and I...we knew each other, obviously. We used to be rival In school, you know, she's was the queen B who wanted the quarter back who was unfortunately, Travis and I was his bitchy friend who never let them get together.

How the fuck-

"Did I forget to say? Congratulations, Mrs Ferrari" she said mockingly before taking a seat on the sofa beside mine.

I slowly took back my seat as she watched me with that evil smile on her lips, she still haven't changed. "I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the wedding, although I didn't get an invite "

"Sorry, we had a strict no bitch policy" I replied and she chuckled. "You still have that daunting sense of humor I always admired"

I need to get my shit together, I was here on business, she was my client. I cleared my throat and crossed my leg over the other. "How... have you been?"

"Isn't it obvious? I'm getting married" she shrieked, throwing her hands in my face and my eyes shot to the huge ring.

Who is the poor guy? I thought, that shit looks expensive.

"It's the Halo ring, it costs 50 thousand dollars" she supplied a very irrelevant information. "Okay, can we get to-" she immediately grabbed my hand.

"What the-"

"Is this the Royal Asscher Ring?" She asked and shot her a confused look.

"It was named after its designer, Joseph Asscher, who created the Asscher cut diamond in 1902 for the coronation of Queen Elizabeth II. This ring boasts an impressive Asscher-cut center stone, usually weighing several carats and surrounded by smaller diamonds" she gave me the history of the ring In my finger.