"Ridiculous! Simply absurd!."
Lucia's face was so pale and she was trembling with extreme fear.
She never would have imagined that someone would play her surveillance footage from the banquet on digital billboard and national television show. And now, it's been seen by the entire country
"Bang!" The car door slammed shut with a force that resonated through Lucia's marrow.
Miguel stood outside his car, his tone was so cold and stern and his gaze was implacable.
"I'll have someone send you to the USA tonight!" Miguel's voice was frigid, a far cry from the warmth he once exuded.
Lucia pleaded in the car but Miguel just felt like he had no where to vent his anger .
"Was l kept in the dark for seven years? And, who is Elisa?"
For all the seven years, Miguel was never for once bothered of Elisa's true identity, as long as she can donate blood for Lucia Fernandez, he cared less.
He never even knew his wife's parents, not to talk of her maternal home. And now everything about Elisa sounds like both a drama series and a dream to him.
He stormed away, winds whipping at his tailored coat, a sleek sports car rolled up beside him. with a whirlwind of charm and mischief.
"Hi bro! Mind geting in?"
A young handsome man, dressed in elegant black suites waved at him. It was John Bosco, Miguel's childhood friend, he had witnessed the whole saga, Bosco felt bored and left the banquet, and was now heading home when his gaze fell on Miguel treking home helplessly.
Miguel then sat at passenger seat and lit the cigerate, but when he saw the smoke, it reminded him of Elisa earlier,
"Dude, Elisa.. you saw her, right? What's her deal with Mr. Smith? I hope it's not some sugar daddy situation!"
Each question was like a pinprick in Miguel's fraying composure.
The more Bosco talked , the more Miguel got irritated by his questions, about that, he too was looking for they're answers.
Luckily, there weren't any reporter and paparazzi in the banquet, other wise, it would have been another viral sensation in their circle.
Bosco looked behind at Miguel who held american tobacco in his hand, yet couldn't smoke rather stair at it.
"Bro, we warned you not to marry Elisa back then, with her sh*tty background, and now, see how rude she was to Lucia. " He sneered and continued.
" But, it's good that you divorced her, otherwise the Reynolds reputation would have gone down to the drain tonight."
Bosco's mouth was like a cloth with a loose zipper that he couldn't keep quiet for a second.
"What charm did she use to seduce Mr Smith? They look even more closer than you two back them. I never expected to see her in such a place." He said again.
None of Miguel's friends truly like Elisa because of her sh*tty background, they expected Miguel to marry a lady of his status and standard not just a nobody like Elisa .
Bosco's frivolous words made Miguel to feel traced and uncomfortable in his mind and heart.
"Enough! Just stop talking." Miguel exclaimed.
Bosco poured his lips for moment and hissed, "Atleast that b*tch did the right thing and divorced you "
Miguel was silent and his face was glum as he stubbed out his American tobacco and threw it out of the window.
"Bro, let's grab some drinks. " Bosco proposed, Miguel nodded.
With the help of alcohol, he wanted to get rid of the irritating feeling in his chest.
'''''''
Meanwhile, the morning gossip stormed like a flock of crows through every nook and cranny of town. Elisa had unwittingly become a star of sorts, her confrontation with Lucia playing out like a melodrama.
Meanwhile, Matteo Smith took this as an opportunity to introduce her as a vice president of smiths campanies,
At that moment, speculations of Elisa and Matteo Smith grew even more stronger., but neither of them was bothered about it.
Unbeknownst to them that the real successor of smiths campanies was Elisa, but before she's being introduced as a sucessor.
She needs to build a strong foothold in the company, while relying on her own strength and knowledge.
Although there were a lot of dissatisfaction in the company because of Elisa , but no one dared to object Matteo Smith's decision.
And that wasn't all.
Matteo went as far as setting time to personally lecture Elisa, hence she always spent more time in Matteo's office.
Most times, Elisa could fell lazy that she would go and sleep in her office and ends up being barked at by metteo.
"Let the sleeping dog lay, l think l should call dad and show him what his lovely daughter does all day in the office." He teased her.
But Elisa was a bit afraid of his father that she would immediately, yell.
"Please don't call dad."
"I won't be around for the next three days , and WBS has their 3nd anniversary. They also have a project to present, so l leave it in your hands . Can you manage?.
"Just make sure to leave a strong impression at the WBS 3nd anniversary," Matteo instructed her with a chuckle.
"I won't be around, and everyone will be watching."
Matteo got up from his seat and went to Elisa who was sitted on arocking chair , then he sat Infront of her at the office table and scoffed.
"Holland will be back too."
Elisa was so excited to hear of his third brothers return. It has been long since she last saw him.
Matteo smiled helplessly and looked ath his waist watch, and it was closing hours.
"Let's go out, it's my treat." He said.
They went out to one of the most fancy cafes in town. Just as they settled into the café for what should have been a relaxing lunch, Elisa felt a chill down her spine.
"Gosh! This two bit*hes again." She clenched her jaws as she muttered, then took a deep breath and said loud.
"What a small world indeed. Now am meeting my enemies here too..."
There, at a round table, were her past foes, Maria and Ann Reynolds sitted waiting for their orders.
Ann wasn't pleased when her gaze fell on Elisa's who went to sit at the behind table with Matteo.
Ann's voice rose like a siren. "Where's the manager? Do they allow public garbage to waltz in?" She was as loud as a radius of amplifying chaos
"You should have told me, l wouldn't have come in here at the first place, gosh!" She sneered.