"When the news about him standing up for a girl surfaced I asked you what was his relationship with the girl but what did you say huh?" He yelled at the guy in a brown shirt standing with his head bowed.
"You said he couldn't stand seeing a girl getting bullied in front of him…,"
"Mr Xavier…,"
"And what about yesterday's incident when his priceless body got hurt defending the same girl, what bullshit did you give me?" Mr Xavier cut in not letting Raymond talk.
"You said this was an act of heroism. I let it slide again because the news got positive feedback but what is this?" Mr Xavier bellowed and threw the grey iPad on the table.
The iPad bounced and fell beside Raymond's feet. He didn't need to look at the screen for too long to recognise the four figures in the picture.
"Is this how to manage your star or were you perhaps paid by a rivalry company to ruin me…,"
"It's true we went for a meal but ended up hanging out with our friends after our coincidental meeting. This is not Oscar's fault…,"
"How could it not be his fault when he has always failed to manage the two of you properly?" Mr Xavier asked.
"Also, do you know how much I spend weekly to clean up the mess created by both of you…,"
"If you are fed up with us already then you won't have a problem with us moving to a new agency right?" Derrick asked to the shock of the angry man.
"What!" Mr Xavier yelled, jumping to his feet.
"Yes, since we are both a bunch of troublemakers despite the billions we make for your company how about we find an agency that will treat us better…,"
"Raymond, you know that is not what I meant. You are misunderstanding what I said…,"
"We understand your worries perfectly and that is why we are trying to help you. You should be very happy right?" Raymond asked as he looked at the man who wasn't able to talk anymore.
[I bet they are acting so proud because they are aware that they are the hottest deal at the moment. I sent a whopping sum of money to scout you over to our agency so I won't let anyone steal you away from me]
ραпdα nᴏνɐ| сom Mr Xavier clenched his fists as he tried to think of what to say or do to make them change their minds.
While this was going on, two young people were seen directed to the Queen Mother's quarters at the palace.
"Her Highness is waiting for both of you at the dining," Tracy said and took over from the maid who led them to the door.
She leads Logan and Tiffany to the huge dining hall.
Arriving at the dining hall Tiffany was stunned to see the long dining table full of all manner of food.
Does she have other guests apart from us?
This was the thought on her mind as she walked to the head of the table where the Queen Mother sat.
"Your Highness," Logan and Tiffany chorused and bowed almost at the same time.
"Welcome, Tiffany. I have missed having your company," Queen Mother Theresa smiled in between her teeth as she beckoned Tiffany to come closer.
"I have equally missed you too, Your Highness," Tiffany replied and squatted beside the woman's chair.
Her tender tone almost made Logan roll his eyes.
Queen Mother Theresa reached out her hand and pats Tiffany's curly black hair.
"You are Logan, right?" She asked while looking at him.
"Yes, Your Highness," Logan was polite with his response.
"I have heard so much about you from Tiffany. You are better than she painted you in person," She joked.
Apart from the fact that her joke was dry, none dared to laugh except permitted to.
"He is acting so well-behaved because he is in front of you, Your Highness," Tiffany muttered and stood up.
"We will see about that after the end of today," She replied smiling.
"You may have your seats," Tracy informed and pointed at the chairs on the Queen Mother's right-hand side.
"Your Highness, do you have other guests joining us?" Tiffany finally brings herself to ask the question which has been on her mind.
"No, why?" Queen Mother asked as she glared at Tracy. Understanding the meaning behind the woman's mean stares, Tracy quickly shook her head in negation.
"Because of this," Tiffany said while pointing at the table full of food.
"Her Highness didn't want the table to look empty, that is why she had the royal kitchen prepare some human delicacies," Tracy, who considered this question trivia, replied on the Queen Mother's behalf.
"Ok, I almost thought Her Highness was holding a feast when I set eyes on the food," Tiffany shared.
She was finally able to relax after learning that it was just the three of them having dinner.
To make them feel relaxed the proud Queen Mother momentarily dropped her domineering attitude.
"Tiffany, I just noticed that you have lost some weight. Is anything wrong?" The smart Queen Mother changed the topic of their conversation after getting the perfect opportunity she was waiting for.
Tiffany's expression fell following the Queen Mother's question. She reached out her hand and dropped the glass of blood on the dining table.
"Have I?" She asked rhetorically as she touched her face.
She didn't know that the moment she believed the Queen Mother's words that she had fallen into the cunning woman's tricks.
How could she lose or gain weight when she isn't a human or a werewolf?
"Grandpa is to be blamed for this. How could he lock me up in my room for days just because I thought that stupid girl a lesson….," Tracy's cautionary cough made Tiffany pause what she wanted to say.
She stole a glance at the Queen Mother, afraid to see how she would react.
She was so relieved to see that the woman's expression was neutral.
"By the stupid girl, who are you referring to?" She asked, pretending like she didn't know what led to Tiffany being punished by her Grandfather.
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