Tyler had already taken the new car back to the eatery, and just like the good dog he was, he was rewarded with a ride back to the mansion. But if he thought he would sleep over at the mansion and that we would go see his mother the next day, he was mistaken.“Take these, change into them; we are going to your mother right away,” I said, tossing a pair of new clothes to Tyler.Tyler was already looking so dirty, and that was not nice to take to his mother. I am a lady, and I know how ladies think. Knowing the kind of person Diana was, I knew she would smell something fishy if she saw Tyler in that state.So, a new pair of clothes to make Tyler clean would suffice. If not for anything else, but to deceive the catch that there was something really going on.With this resolve, even though it was the evening of the day, I faced Robert and the chauffeur who had driven Tyler to the mansion.“Tyler will be the one driving me today. We will be back soon,” I said.“But ma’am,” Robert protested
*Scoff*"A thorn today may bloom as a rose tomorrow, so treat it with care" was a very popular adage, but how pitiful that Diana did not remember this adage when Tyler and I were still married.Merely looking at her face, I can still see how she used to frown and how she used to squeeze up her face irritably just to have me brush the floors or wash the toilet.In the same manner, I remembered those cranky, stupid creatures she called children. Bed of the same evildoers, and just as I remembered that, I saw those evil creatures come out of the same house before us.Their gowns were the dirtiest, and their faces looked like they had not taken a good bath for the longest time.Whatever Diana was saying to me as she was corrected on what my name was, I did not listen, not that I cared anyway, and whatever her children said, I did not hear.The only thing I could tell was that Diana looked at me in this instance not with the rigid eyes she used to look at me before but with glorifying eyes
It had barely been six hours when Diana and her two daughters dusted off their legs like they were shaking off the past, and approached the TV station. I didn't even know they could do it this fast. This made me remember the first time Tyler and I were to be married.After our parents were perfectly introduced, it took more than a month to get Diana to finally agree to the date we had picked to get married. In her defense, her son deserved someone to match his status.But excuse me, “What did she mean by someone to match his status?” I was the perfect industrious lady who had her own money in her pocket. Obviously, Diana thought of me as a dependent woman. Someone who looked to her husband’s hand even before she could afford her own pads for her monthly flow.Over my dead body!I was the vibrant and hardworking lady whom Tyler knew he was lucky to have. And so he knew how to handle it, and eventually, Diana agreed to the chosen date, and we got married.So, if I had been beautifully ri
The day of reckoning was indeed near, and it was even more funny because Tyler and his family knew nothing about it.The instant they were allowed into the station, they were led into the channel room, where they’d be interviewed.Though it was obviously not Tyler’s first time being interviewed, it was his first time at a TV station wanting to go live on air.Right before their eyes was a lady seated behind a desk. In her hand were a notepad and a pen. Behind her was a large screen that seemed more or less like a projector, displaying the name BBC News boldly.On the right-hand side, the left-hand side, and in the center, Tyler and his family saw the media crew standing behind cameras and staring right into them.Tyler was asked to sit on a chair a bit distant from the interviewer's desk, and right beside him was a stool with a glass of juice on top of it. Emily, Olivia, and Diana were seated in the same manner, and they did not wait long before taking their first sips of the juice.“A
One thing I noticed about the media houses in the United States of America since I became a well-known and affluent person is that you could still be on air, answering questions from the interviewer, but newspaper companies, magazines, blogs, and social media handlers have already published written documents about you. If care is not taken, they could even be sold out before you come out of the TV station.Funny right? but that's just the case around here and honestly it's a shock to most people.That was not a surprise to me, though. I just smirked when Robert walked in and brought me two of the newspapers out of the many that were published just a minute ago. Just like my late uncle said, my name trending on the internet is a great thing because it means more money for me.*Scoff*Checking out the first newspaper Robert brought for me, I saw Tyler’s face, his mother’s face, and his siblings' faces on the front page. The caption was:“Do These Family Members Know What They Are Saying
Just as I knew he would, Robert came to me, bowed, and informed me about a visitor waiting for me in the 'visitor’s meet.' According to Robert, the visitor was a reporter.This made me smirk like a cat because I knew Tyler was about to face a daunting challenge. He was about to experience the most terrible ordeal ever, like a mouse caught in a lion's den. If you know what I mean,.Slowly but deliberately, I put on a nice blouse and jeans, like an artist carefully selecting their brushstrokes. It was my home, after all, and I could dress informally, right? I also wore a hat that perfectly suited my outfit and an expensive wristwatch on my wrist, like a finishing touch on a masterpiece.Walking out of my grand room and down my grand stairs, I eventually arrived at the 'visitor’s meet.' As soon as I arrived, I saw the reporter rise to his feet and bow to me immediately, like a subject greeting their queen.I was definitely a person of value. No one would see me and not give me my due res
We were soon done with the questions and answers, and I watched how Reporter King devoured his meal. If I said I didn’t like how he emptied his plate and swallowed everything into his stomach, I would be lying.I watched him rise to his feet, bow to me, and be escorted out of the mansion.I smiled silently to myself with my legs crossed, like the boss I was. Then, immediately, I began to envision how everything would happen on this day.In my imagination, I saw the audience in the church clapping their hands as I walked in, wearing a white wedding gown with a veil covering my face.I saw cameramen and women taking sporadic pictures of me as I walked elegantly and stylishly, just like the beautiful Celine Dion walking to receive her award on stage.I saw myself finally climbing the altar and standing before the priest, where Tyler was looking at me, his eyes gracefully watching me. He couldn’t wait for my beautiful name to be changed back to his.Then, I saw the priest asking us to say
Tyler, ever since his recent interview, has been granting interview after interview like a relentless torrent, flooding the media with his presence. He has made himself a kind of celebrity that people want to hear from and is gaining popularity everywhere.But only if he was indeed a celeb. He was more of a laughter stock, which would make the mockery company rake in more profit than ever before.LolThis is, of course, an obvious sign that he is an opportunist. He cannot hide his lust for my money, as if it were a stripper dancing naked and shaking its curvy buttocks at him....While watching television, I saw that Tyler had granted an interview with a television channel called AM News.AM News, short for American Morning News, was a television channel that gained popularity in the 1980s. It was the channel that announced the first richest woman in the country in that century, and since then, people have trusted their news to be authentic.However, since 2002, AM News has been losin