Fated to You

Chapter 27 - She's back!

Mrs. Armstrong scans around her daughter's condo. A little too modern for her taste but she can fight the urge to keep away from controlling that part of her daughter's life. After she had made that announcement at the press conference, she had vowed that she wouldn't meddle anymore in her daughter's life. Although, only if it is not related to work and the Conglomerate. But...Freen is back in her daughter's life once again and not just within her daughter's heart – which, apparently, she never left – but also within her Conglomerate. She couldn't let that slide. So, in other words, she's not breaching any promise that she may have made to Becky.

Pretty soon, that girl Freen will just be history – again.

She contemplated walking upstairs but she will respect her daughter's privacy. But, what's taking Becky so long to come down stairs, she'd like to know. She decides to settle her overcoat along the stiff couch and heads towards the kitchen to fetch a drink. There's an overbearing heat out in the streets of Dallas.

"Mother?" Becky appears seconds after Mrs. Armstrong places her head in the fridge, taking the jug of cold water.

She takes the jug and closes the door, "Hello dear, how are you? I just got back."

"So it seems." Becky's half smile barely left her face, "How was your flight?"

"Rather disturbed by a mild turbulence but...safe; I'd say." She swallows a sip slowly before admitting, "I actually came by the office yesterday but you weren't there. Already neglecting your responsibilities as a Chairwoman?" she mildly scolds.

Becky averts her eyes to the stairs from which Freen stood, scared of meeting with that woman once again. "I wasn't feeling good so I took a day off." She looks back to her mother, "I just needed to rest."

Mrs. Armstrong gives her daughter a meaningful look, "I also heard a lot of things in your absence. Like, an unsuspecting, and rather unexpected new addition to the company." She mentions, "Did you have the intention of letting your mother know about it?"

Becky sheepishly looks down, "It's complicated mom. I didn't have time to think about how I would tell you of it. I was also rather shock."

"And yet, you kept her working for you."

"Again, it is a long, complicated story into which I desire not to venture. Why are you here mom?"

Mrs. Amrstrong frowns, slightly disheveling her prefect golden age features, "Why I am here? You are asking, why I am here?"

"Yes," Becky responds, "why are you here?"

Mrs. Armstrong rolls her eyes and walks out of her daughter's kitchen, scorning loudly her own child's insolence, "Do I need a reason to visit my own daughter?"

Becky follows right after her mother while Freen, hearing the mother's voice approaching near and near retrieve to the safety of Becky's bedroom. She wasn't about to risk meeting with woman once again. She wasn't having it. And especially not now, when she suspects that woman being the cause of her and Becky's break up six years ago. How strange that she is fated to be tied to this family one way or another. She can't escape no matter what she does. It's as if she's fated despite the years separating her from them.

Mrs. Armstrong casually sits on one of the chairs and crosses her legs in a manner in which Becky could understand she was getting ready to receive some hard lecture that she wasn't going to be able to get away from. Some lecture that will probably set her back in will to conjure to any things that may be against her mother. So, she braces herself for the incoming storm that her mother may have up her sleeves.

"Dear, now that I know that Freen is back within our lives and working within the company, I am here to demand that you fire her or else, I'll be force to take drastic measures." She utters before drinking her water. She does not divulge any firm less than a firm countenance that would let Becky understand that she's serious and not up for any bullshit of love speech that she was able to speak of.