Thanks to Sly’s big surprise, news travelled around the world through the media. Of course, not everyone was happy for them, especially Sly’s whores but there were equally genuinely excited people, even when the news travelled to Atlanta Georgia. When Ben watched the whole thing on national television, tears formed in the corners of his eyes but fortunately, they were happy tears.
He felt that Monica deserved to be honoured for all she faced with Sly and Veronica and even Dickson. Therefore, he internally admired Sly for this action. Still, he wanted to share the news with someone. Serena had taken the day off to take care of Jackie since her mother had travelled to another state. He knew that Serena must have not heard the news and called to inform her.
Unfortunately, Serena didn’t answer the call after five dials. Naturally, Ben grew impatient and decided to drive over to her house. Before he got to her gate, a white Hyundai Elantra drove out at top speed. He felt
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Monica was vanquished with all the wedding preparations ongoing. For Sly’s surprise to be perfect, he put his pride aside and called Ben, interrupting his wonderful moment with Serena. Ben was astonished when he heard Sly’s voice on the line. "This is Sylvester Norman, can we talk?"Whichever way, he didn't hide his shock. "I must say it's a pleasant surprise but why not?" Ben responded, not taking his eyes off Serena."Great. I’m organizing a surprise for Monica and I want all her friends around. Our wedding would not be complete without you," Sly waited for Ben's next response. Ben was in good spirits and Sly has been in his good books since the mega proposal therefore, he said, "Who said I was going to miss your wedding? Even without an invitation, I would have still made an appearance whether you liked it or not."Sly's lips thinned into a smile, "Thank you then." He was about to end the call when Ben spoke, "if you must k
"Sly, we met again. Isn't it wonderful?" Claudia was delighted to meet Sly again after a decade. From the last time she saw him, he was still attractive but more matured. He was still every woman's dream. He still walked as if he ruled the world. Claudia missed the time when she was the most important person in his life. Sly, on the other hand, was rather peaceful. He always thought that seeing Claudia again will make him angry but he was rather grateful. He understood that he wouldn't have had Monica if Claudia didn't leave him therefore, he shook his head and turned to leave. "Wait! Look, I'm sorry for everything. It wasn't my fault. Your mother paid me but if you want..." Sly walked away without a word before Claudia finished speaking. To him, it was a waste of time. Filled with envy and jealousy, she barged into Monica's room. Monica was waiting for Alisha and the girls to return. She held her gown admiringly, seemingly not able to wait to walk down the aisle. She th
"What is going on," Sly asked as soon as James ended the call. Somehow, he felt it concerned Monica therefore, his heart rate increased, his brow creased into a frown. The guests were beginning to murmur in displeasure and Dickson was taking care of the media, his friends trying to put up a show to calm the guests. "You will have to stand firm for what I’m about to tell you." James thoughtfully said, increasing Sly's frustration. "Tell me anything. Did Monica elope?" Sly asked of the worst. "No. Claudia scratched her face, and it's quite terrible. She held a gun to Monica's head when I got there but everything is under control and they are in police custody at the moment," James encouraged but Sly was so furious, he almost walked out to meet Claudia. "Make sure that she never leaves jail alive," he commanded. His voice was dangerously cold, even James feared. All Sly wanted was for Monica to be happy, therefore, it ached his heart that she had to go through this, right under his pro
"My decision is final. I will be back in six months. You should be married by then or every inheritance goes to your brother," Mr Herbert Norman's voice was one filled with bitterness-hushed resentment. Sylvester lowered his gaze, too proud to show the visible chagrin on his face. He couldn't conceal the agony trussing his voice. "You know why I can't settle down." Mr Herbert Norman snaps."Oh, downright I do. Come on, that was five years ago Sly, it wasn't your humiliation alone but our families' too. You have to move on." Mr Herbet Norman poured himself a glass of tequila and gulped it down in the hope the alcohol will give him the confidence he needs to hide his hidden pain on the events of that fateful day. "So easy for you to say - you weren't the one involved and it's not your name snaking on the lips of the media." Sylvester sat on the custom furniture opposite his father. This study used to be his favourite place is this villa. This is where his father took hi
Ice-cold droplets of water chilled out Monica's face, jolting her awake from her dreamland to the fiery glare of her mother, frantically at her bedside with a spray bottle in hand. "You lazy girl. Go find a job and stop wasting space on my precious mattress."This wasn't the first time her mum woke her with this method but during the summer heat, it was nothing. With the fall approaching, the cold tainted her blood, shaking her from the core."Mum, it's cold already, how long must you do this?" Monica's voice was shaken by her chattering teeth. She lifted herself from a sleeping position to the edge of the bed, hugging her slim silhouette with a blanket."Till you get a job girl. Now get out and do as your mates are doing. Get a good job and for once, be responsible," her mother's unfeeling words sent Monica into another battle of self-consciousness. She was bullied in school but never told anyone. Now she seemed not to be safe in her home too.Her mother was
Her father's pleading voice reverberated in her nerve cells. This would have been a perfect payback for her mama or even Kyle, also mini revenge on those billionaires who think themselves to be on top of this world but how could she deny her father? He was bound to a wheelchair when he saved her from a car accident. He never complained about her being jobless for months and tried to protect her from Mrs. Del's outcries. Her brother was not one to show her any concern with the pressure he carried on his back, making him distant towards her, which to her meant he didn't care but was rather the opposite. Her brother didn't want to burden her with the company's problems. The stone wall encircling her heart began to fall, leaving her at the mercy of fulfilling her father's plea. Her defense dropped with every step she took towards her father. "For your sake dad, just for your sake." She hated the line of a smirk on the corners of Sly's lips. "Alright then, you hav
Sly looked on, completely raged. The registrar was extra patient because he knew who Sly was but when fifteen minutes passed like a second, even he was annoyed. Sly combed his dark brown hair with his fingers in frustration. He couldn’t understand the woman sitting beside him. Maybe he hasn't made the effort to under her in the first place. To him, this was just a contract but for her, it meant a lot. When he couldn’t wait anymore, he yanked her by the arm after excusing himself from the registrar. They walked around till Sly found a small empty room. He shoved Monica in with himself and locked the door. The click of the keys jolted her into reality. She was alone with Sly in a locked room. What could happen? She has never been in a situation like this. Sly didn’t know what to do. He has never been in a situation like this either. He could have any girl he wanted. Majority would have jumped at this offer and yet, Monica makes him feel like a monster. “Can you exp
Monica and Sly made it through the doors of the traditional Japanese restaurant. As usual, Sky's hand snaked around her. A closeness she was getting accustomed to. She slowly began to accept that there was no way she was going to ever do what she loved. She was going to try her best to adapt to Sly’s ways for which one way was getting used to places like this.The thought did not in any way make things better for her. She admired the neat traditionally set up restaurant. Seated were men and women from different races and colors. She saw them eating with two sticks and her stomach steamed. She never learned how to eat with chopsticks.The man who waited on them’s conduct was a clear indication that Sly frequented this place. “Mr. Norman, we are honored to have you with us once again; we still have your slot reserved,” he bowed gently. Monica wondered when he made that reservation, a question that will only create confusion in her mind.