In the living room
"So, to talk business, I'd like for my daughter here to come live with me again." Mrs. Armstrong suggests, "I'll be more confident in restrictions of the things she's exposed to in my absence – the main among others, alcohol absorption." Mrs. Armstrong gives Charlotte a reproachful look which immediately panged the latter with guilt.
"Your daughter is not an alcoholic ma'am." Felix rolls his eyes.
"We wouldn't want for her to become one either now do we? I am sure in your abilities to help Becky in re-building her mental state but I'd prefer everything to be done at the mansion. After all, my daughter is the sole heir to my inheritance and she's to live as is."
Charlotte looks around her condo to understand what did possibly not meet with the luxurious taste of Holier-than-thou Highness here. "What's wrong with my condo?"
"Honey," Ms. Armstrong starts, shunning the common aspect of Charlotte's humble condo with great distaste, "for one, the neighborhood it's in is not secured enough to protect my daughter, especially because of her status." She smiles, "even for you too. I'd like for you to move out this place."
"Theo bought it for me." Charlotte mentions, "you remember the son-in-law you married me off to for financial reasons and personal gains?"
Mrs. Charlotte raises an eyebrow, "I do. What's the complaining? Aren't you happy with him?"
Charlotte stays silent. She has no right to complain. Mrs. Armstrong is right. She actually fell in love with Theo and Theo had always treated her right and loved her.
Mrs. Armstrong takes the silence as a yes and continues with her suggestions. "So, I want you and Becky back at the mansion. She'll stay there until she recovers from her pity party for attention and gains back the reign of the conglomerate." She looks at Felix, "which by the way has now a deadline and I would wish you to comply." She throws her attention back to Charlotte. "Now that Bruce is nominated, I have to help manage her campaign for the presidency. Last time, he didn't make it because of these two escape which made national headlines and made him look bad in front of his party. Now, he's guaranteed the seat of the White House and I'm not letting this chance go by."
"Look at that," Charlotte sits back displaying a smirk, "who would have thought it? Mrs. Armstrong relying on her daughter's homosexuality to advance. The very thing you rejected about her."
"I never rejected it. I just wished she'd have kept it hidden."
It was Felix's turn now to speak up, "What do you mean a deadline?"
"A month from now, I want my daughter back on her feet ready to be married."
"What?!?" Both Felix and Charlotte jumps. "A month? To whom?"
"Well, a slight change of plans in regards to whom she'll be wed to." Mrs. Armstrong admits, "The university president in Abu Dhabi informed me that an Arabian prince is looking to take Mon away and he is more than pleased because, apparently, Becky is too much of a troubling candidate for her daughter. And besides, it's not like she has been faithful. She had an affair with a certain cop."
"What?"
"Yes. Some crooked cop in the name of Sam Tucker."
"Sam?" Felix was completely shock at the discovery. "Sam? Really?" the world was definitely too small.
"You know this particular fellow?" Mrs. Armstrong frowns.
Felix shakes his head no.
Mrs. Armstrong continues, "Anyway, when I confronted her about it, she blamed Becky for not keeping her promise of loving her. Becky apparently caused her too much suffering."
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FanfictionContinuing on from We're engaged......really! After being brought back from their escape, Mrs. Armstrong devises a plan that separates them both for a while. They go through a nasty break up. Freen and Becky then both go their separate ways and live...
