Part Two

6

🐝Beyoncé's Point of View

I added my highlight as Solange watched me.

"Thu are you really about to bring in the lawyers?"she questioned.

"Any and everything I can do, I will do. They fucked with the wrong queen, baby,"I spitefully snickered.

"There's children involved though. Gloria, Mirabelle, Blue Ivy and Chanel. They're going to be the most affected by whatever you plan."

"Well Prada ain't my child so she ain't my problem,"I rolled my eyes.

"Don't take it out on her, Bey. She didn't ask Sephora to marry Jay. She's just as innocent as your three girls so take her into consideration,"she empathised with Sephora's offspring.

"Unless the surname is Carter or Knowles, everybody better disappear from my path. First I'm taking my children back and then I'm taking Jay and Mama down."

"First of all, B.B is turning 18 next month so you won't have custody of her and Bella and Blue are old enough to choose so the court will take their preference into consideration. You can't just snatch them away and shower them in whatever they want, Bey, because it's gonna take a lot of work to persuade them to permanently live with their mother they thought was dead."

"Well look at you, Little Miss Lawyer. Remind me to hire you next time I'm going to jail,"I grinned and she couldn't help but break a smile.

"I just want you to be careful, Bey. Mama and Jay are not stupid, they can play you in a minute,"she warned me.

"Babygirl I am Queen Beyoncé. Somebody better let them know who they dealing with,"I smirked. Solange's phone started to ring and she put it on speaker.

"Hey Jay,"she put her finger to her lips, gesturing that I should keep quiet. I perked up because this was now a conversation between Jay, Solange and myself.

"Wassup Solo, um, am I on speaker?"

"No,"she lied.

"Where's Bey?"

"She's getting ready in the bathroom. Are y'all on your way?"

"That's the thing,"I silently giggled because knowing Jay he was about to make up a dumb excuse. "The girls don't really wanna come and I don't want to leave them with someone. They need me right now,"I opened my mouth to speak but Solange hushed me.

"Jay, Bey really wants to see the girls. She's getting ready right now."

"Tell her they're not ready to see her,"he hung up and I lowly chuckled.

"I've been kept from my daughters long enough by Mathew. I'm not letting Jay take them away too,"I grabbed my bag, rushing downstairs to get Solange's keys to her G Wagon and make my way to Jay's.

Solange already had his address on the system so I clicked on it and made my way.

I was coming for Jay and Mama- best believe- but I was making a stop to my daughters before my final destination. They meant the most to me and I'd lost way too much of their lives. Without them I might as well skulk back to France and start again.

I got to Jay's in twenty minutes due to unnecessary traffic and met a gateman at the gate.

"Beyoncé?"his eyes widened.

"Lovely to see you too Bobby. How's the family? And the little baby? He or she'll be big now,"I smiled. Bobby was our gateman back then so I wasn't surprised to see him still working for the family.

"Uh-uh-e-everyone's f-fine. We named her Béy,"he scratched his head. "Are you okay? I thought you were dead."

"Welcome to part two Bobby, I'm alive,"I giggled. "Open the gate please."

"I'm sorry Beyoncé but Jay said I shouldn't let you in. Are y'all okay?"

"Bobby..."I slowly said. "My girls are waiting for me, their mother. Open the gate."

"But I don't wanna lose my job."

"Leave your job to me, Bobby. Open. The. Gate,"I raised my eyebrow and he pressed the buzzer.

"Thank you and say hello to the family for me,"I winked driving in. It was a five minute drive from the gate to the house and I really didn't understand why. The road was a winding route surrounded by too many damn trees and forests like a horror movie. I knew it was all up to my husband's fake wife because Jay hated anything forest-like and so did I. Didn't anybody tell you? The forest ain't for black people.

The house exterior was...aight...but it wasn't like ours. I could already tell that this house was just a house and not a home.

I parked and got out marching towards the front door. I then banged my fists on it like a mad cavewoman because Bey Bey did not come to play.

"Ma'am,"a maid spoke as she opened the door. I barged past her and immediately saw my daughters in the open living room.

"Ma?"BB asked.

"Hey babies, how are y'all?"I smiled walking towards them.

"Daddy said you weren't coming,"Blue sadly sulked as I hugged them all- apart from Gloria who resisted and pulled away.

"Daddy said you weren't coming,"I scoffed. "Where is this father of yours anyway?"I looked around.

"Ain't on the run like you,"Gloria looked at me, practically looking through me. "What happened anyway? Why did you leave us?"

"I thought we established this BB. You stay slow as fuck,"Bella rolled her eyes.

"Watch your language Bella and don't talk to your sister like that,"I warned her. "BB I wasn't 'on the run' because I never ran. Your grandpa literally took me and dumped me in France like an international delivery package from Fashion Nova. I did it because I knew he would hurt y'all to hurt me, including your daddy. I don't expect you to understand every little detail but I'm telling the truth. Now where's your daddy?"I asked once again. Gloria shook her head and walked away towards the garden.

"Daddy's upstairs with Miss Sephora,"Blue answered and I kissed her head.

"Thank you baby. I'm taking y'all out so get ready. I'll be down in ten,"I told them both. "Tell your big sister to get ready too!"I ordered going up the stairs. There were so many rooms I didn't even know if I was on the right floor. I was passing a room when I heard someone having a conversation and I couldn't resist listening.

"Yeah but it's just weird how as soon as Beyoncé so called died, Mama literally packed our stuff and moved us closer to Jay. I knew they were having an affair before she died because he came over to our house like three times, but those are the times I can remember,"my eyes widened as I listened to whoever was speaking.

Was I hearing right? Tell me it was a dream. Tell me my husband wasn't cheating on me while I was pregnant.

Shit was about to get a whole lot worse.

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Author's Notes:

So somethings going down😬

1)What do you think Beyoncé is going to do?

2)Was Jay right for trying to stop Beyoncé from seeing the girls?

Cheers to Love, Life and Blessings🍾

CBaby_X💋