OWNED

CHAPTER 18

''So, if you don't mind me asking, what exactly happened between the two of you'', Meghan inquired cautiously, she did not want to seem nosy but the manner in which Wilson and Jacques interacted moments ago had piqued her interest.

Wilson furrowed his eye brows trying to figure out her question.

''I meant you and Diana'', Meghan stated. For a moment Wilson debated against telling her his crap.

''She cheated on me, I ended the marriage'', Wilson mentioned only superficially not wanting to scare Meghan off with the deets.

''Oh'', was all Meghan could manage. Why would someone cheat on an Adonis like him. Oh boy she could think of a number of reasons but whatever that was his personal life.  She was pulled out of her thoughts when Susanne grabbed her by the arm.

''Please help me with dressing up the children, we're so late'', she seemed stressed and Meghan happily agreed.

''Why is he here'', Wilson glared at Caleb.

''Let's just say he pretty much welcomed himself'', Caleb shrugged not knowing what more to say, because the fact was he wasn't invited.

''I think he's hatching a plan'', Wilson looked back at a table where Jacques was mingling with a few other associates.

''You mean, taking us down for the wedding mess'', Caleb seemed tensed as he too looked around for any signs of foul play.

''Maybe, though how that would happen at a charity event I don't know'', Wilson made an eye contact with his body guard who had followed him behind Meghan's car unnoticed.

''Max is here if anything so much so takes shape'', Wilson assured and exposed just a little of the gun he had latched to his belt.

''Fuck, no, Wilson not at a charity event'', Caleb gaped in horror and Wilson just smirked.

Their attention was soon shifted to the queue of children now forming by the stage for a performance. Meghan took her seat beside Wilson giving him a quick smile before she too looked at the stage. He took this as an opportunity to latch his hands with her, hoping she wouldn't pull off. Her smile grew a little wider and she tightened the grip around his hands.

The children carefully made their way to the stage, one behind the other in sequence, and adjusted themselves to form a choir and the next thing was them singing in their honey laden voices with the orchestra playing beside them.

''Aren't they beautiful'', Meghan gaped at the stage in awe, letting the words of the choir sink in.

''Yes'', he whispered in her ears sensuously letting her take in what he actually meant.

The performance ended and the hall broke into a round of applause.

''Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, I'm hoping for you all to make generous contributions to this event, for these budding children and their brighter future, Cheers!'', the MC exclaimed and Susanne helped the kids down the stage.

''The lunch is served'', an impeccably dressed waiter made his way to their table, refilling their glasses of wine and efficiently placing the starters and mains in front of them. Meghan along with others on the table appreciated the effort put in with the menu. It matched the invite sent to them in beige with black calligraphy on it. For entrée there was Melon salad and Shio koji and soy marinated big eye tuna tartare, for main, Tai snapper yuzu miso gratin and 2 style of squab preparation and for dessert a Trois fromages Lensmeble and Strawberry parfrait. It was all so well put together.

Everyone was busy either digging into the food or having a conversation when there was a loud bang on the door and everyone's eyes quickly moved across the entrance which was now occupied by a set of 10 police officers cautiously screening the crowd and the stage.