Crimson High (Completed)

Chapter Sixty Six

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You broke me first by Tat McRae❤

~°AKUM'S POV°~

"You look gorgeous," Aunt Zara says as she puts my earing in the right hole gently. She softly lays the beautiful silver-coloured Cuban chain on my neck and we revel at our reflections in the mirror.

"You remind me a lot about your mother," she says with a smile. "I wish your life didn't turn out this way," she says In a sad tone and grabs her purse from the dressing table. "I never knew you'd go through this, I just knew your life isn't so blissful,"

"Do you think she'll ever come back?" I look up at her, about to tear up. "I really miss her," I say and stifle a tear.

"You're going to ruin your makeup. I'm sure she'll come around when she's ready," she smiles and grabs her phone.

"And what if I'm no longer interested?"

"Then life goes on, beautiful" she smiles. She helps me up and hands me the silver-coloured purse. Dad is hosting the twelfth annual business gala at Transcorp tonight. The top business tycoons will be there tonight. Adam and his family will be there too. I guess I'm seeing Kyle then.

"Smile," Aunt Zara says as we walk down the staircase. She takes the picture in her brand new iphone12 pro Jesse got her. "Another one," she says and I place a hand on my waist with a smouldered face. She takes the picture and shows me.

"It's gorgeous," I say, Gleaming at the picture. It's truly very beautiful. Now I know why the latest Iphone would cost that much. She's lucky to have Jesse.

"What about Dad?" I ask, looking at the door of his room.

"He lodged in the hotel. Though we'll walk down the red carpet together," she replies and I nod. "Can you help me with a picture?" she asks and I collect the phone.

"They look ravishing," she says as I hand her phone back. "We don't want to be late," she says and we head out. The President of Lwando realities handled our ride. It's a black shiny 2021 Rolls Royce customized with white interior and tinted. We both get in and the butler zooms.

"So, how about Noah? How are things are school?" she asks and I shrug.

"You're keeping things from me," she says, suspicious. "What's really going on?" she asks in a worried tone.

"Nothing really. He's just always there when I need him. Honestly, he's the best thing that ever happened to me," I give a faint smile and she nods.

"I feel guilty for not being here always but I'm sure you understand,"

"Yeah," I nod.

We sit silently in the smooth ride and I look out the window half of the time. Aunt Zara types away in her phone. Some places look really beautiful at night and Transcorp Hilton is at the top list. Dad promised dinner at Chow after the gala. I smile lightly.

"We're here," the butler announces and I look out the window. He drives in and it's really stunning. Dad pulled off this event real good. We both get down and are led to the red carpet by Dad. Everyone looks stunning and expensive. I mean, no one would like to be in the picture of a blogpost looking cheap.

Limousines, Prada, Benz, and convoys are the trends tonight. Mr. Docia, pronounced Do - chi - ya arrives in a convoy and the press runs towards him immediately. He's been the best estate dealer for the past three years. His net worth is about 5.2 billion dollars. Sometimes Dad makes advances to introduce me to his son but I'm never interested.