Chapter 20: Kemilla

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Kayla's POV.

A king sized bed with a little Kayla in the middle enjoying the comfort, but then the smell of A delicious breakfast hits me.

Who's cooking? Did mom get a different chef? No one cooks in this house!

I jump up and curiously follow Andre, Mom and dad down the Curved/spiral stair case. We walk into the kitchen and breath in the smell of real food. Food that isn't fancy, and that I can't pronounce.

Dad: Oh honey, You didn't have to do this.

I look to stove and see Keke turning it off and Kiara hopping off the counter, with crumbs on her face.

Mom: You really didn't Kemilla. we have chefs cook for us.

Keke: Um I know, I told them not to bother for today.

Dad: well the food looks delicious.

Dad and Andre dive right in. I look to mother and she looks surprised, Well that's one of us. I walk over to the table and examine the food.

Kiara: Mommy cooks the best. You two want so-

Mom: No actually I was gunna take the family out to breakfast, so this was a big waste of food Kemilla.

Keke: Sorr-.

dad: No Keke that's fine, And Carlina this wasn't a waste of food if were going to eat it.

Me: I'm not eating this, I don't know if she put something in here to poison me.

Keke: Excuse me.

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Kekes pov.

Breakfast was a total disaster. I would never poison her, or anyone. if I wanted to kill her, I'd just get Lawrence or dondre dad to do it for me. UGH. If this is what my "family" is gunna be like, I honestly don't wanna be apart of it.

Carlina took everyone except me and Kiara out to breakfast after Kayla's statement on "poisoning the family for their riches". For her information I don't need their money. I have my stolen own from Lawrence. I still haven't finished counting it.

I wonder what Lawrence is doing right now? Probably marrying 'Trish'. who is 'Trish' anyway. I hope their happy.

Dad: -dressed.

me: Wait what did you say, repeat.

Carlina: KEMILLA, I did not raise you to talk in such poor manner.

me: Oh, um Sorry Carlina.

I look up and see her stand their in shock. all I want to do is laugh in her face. I will never in the time god has left for me on this earth call her Mother. She's Nothing I remember, Nothing I imagined nor want to be around. We have nothing in common and she's just so stuck up in her money she forget reality.

Carlina: Kemilla, Raise.

Me: Huh.

Carlina: Stand.

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