Married to the Secret Australian Mafia

“Well I think that he is guilty for telling me a wrong information” Dorothy said.

“And the information he told me was also wrong” she added.

“Hmm why would he do that?” Calvin asked.

“I don’t know, Honey pie” she replied.

“What is wrong?, why are you not eating your vegetables?” He asked when he saw that she was not eating it.

“I hate pickles” Dorothy replied.

“That is surprising knowing that you love vegetables” Calvin said.

“Yeah I love vegetables alright but not one preserved in disgusting liquids” she replied.

“I really don’t know that vinegar can be disgusting” he said.

“Wait that is what they use to preserve it?” Dorothy asked.

“Yeah” Calvin replied.

“Well I didn’t know that” she said.

“Now you know, so start eating your vegetables” Calvin said.

“No, I won’t, you don’t want me to throw up after eating, do you?” She asked.

“No, I don’t want that, don’t eat it” Calvin said.

“Thanks, Honey pie” Dorothy said and shifted the salad plate aside and focused on the main food.

After she was done, she left the table and went to the bed and laid down.

“What are you doing?” Calvin asked.

“Resting, I am allowing the food to digest” she replied, pulling the covers over herself.

Calvin stood up from the table and joined her on the bed.

“Don’t you have to meet the models?” He asked.

“Yes, but I have enough time to rest, sort out the dress, prepare and I am good to go” Dorothy replied.

“Wow, you have it all planned,” he said.

“Yeah” she replied and closed her eyes.

“Honey pie?” She called.

“Yes, Doll,” he answered.

“Wake me up when it is 8:30,” she said.

“Okay Doll,” Calvin replied.

Meanwhile at a private airport, Kelly was seen coming out of her jet.

She walked down the jet and walked straight to the car waiting for her.

“Bring my bags Sarah” she said over her shoulder before she opened the car’s door and went inside.

Sarah came to the car with the bags which she put in the car’s booth and joined Kelly in the car.

“Where are we going Miss?” The driver asked.

“Take me to my brother’s new hotel” Kelly replied.

Sarah’s stomach then grumbled and she looked out of the window in embarrassment.

“On second thought, take us to a restaurant before someone swallows me whole here” Kelly said.

“No ma, I am not hungry” Sarah said.

“So that sound I heard was your heart beating?” She asked.

“No ma” Sarah replied.

“Drive” Kelly ordered the driver and he started the car and drove out of the airport into the road.

“Make sure it is a fancy hotel” Kelly said to the driver.

“Yes ma” the driver replied and continued driving.

He drove them to a very fancy restaurant and the two ladies got out of the car.

“Follow us driver” Kelly ordered, going towards the entrance of the restaurant with Sarah following her.

“Spoiled brat, what stupid work do you want me to do for you there?” The driver muttered and got out of the car and followed her.

Kelly and Sarah were directed to a table immediately they entered the restaurant.

“Madam, what do you want to eat?” Sarah asked.

“Don’t bother, they will come and take our order” Kelly replied.

Just then two smartly dressed waitress came to their table to take their order.

“Ask the young man at the door what he want and bring him to our table too” Kelly said to the waitress, pointing at the driver who was looking for them.

“Okay ma but is there anything else we will get you” one of them asked.

“No, just bring us what we ordered” Kelly replied.

The two waitress left and one of the them went and brought the driver to their table and left.

“What are you waiting for?, take a seat” Kelly said to him.

He looked at her as if he had grown two heads with horns.

“Oh my gosh, just sit” Kelly snapped and he sat down immediately.

Their orders were brought to them and they started eating.

“Go get some cookies from over there,” Kelly said, giving Sarah a hundred dollar bill.

Sarah collected the money and went to the counter where pastries were sold.

She had to stand in line because they were other people that came before her.

“How is the food?” Kelly causally asked the driver and he almost choked on his food.

“Here is water” Kelly said and kept a glass of water closer to him.

The driver was beyond amazed by the kind gestures that Kelly was showing him.

In all the eighteen years he had drove big time celebrities and rich people, he has never been treated nicely not even once.

“Why are you nice to me Miss?” He asked her.

“Hmm, because you are a person and deserve to be treated kindly” Kelly replied, knowing why he was asking the question.

The driver didn’t talk again but continued eating his food.

As Sarah was standing in the queue waiting for her turn, she couldn’t help but notice that the smell of the pastries here were different from the ones in their country.

“I can’t wait to taste Chinese pastries” she thought.

Someone touched her on the shoulder and she turned to see a petite Chinese girl with heavy makeup on standing beside her.

“Do you speak English?” The girl spelled out stressing the words.

“Yes” Sarah replied.

“Good, now get out of the queue” the girl said.

“Why would I do that?” Sarah asked.

“Chan” the girl called the guy with her and he went to Sarah and pushed her roughly that Sarah bumped on a waitress.

The noise attracted everyone in the restaurant, even Kelly.

When Kelly saw that it was her manger that fell, she got up from her chair and went to her.

“You have been more careful, Sarah” Kelly said, helping her wipe her clothes with a napkin.

“I wouldn’t have fallen if that guy didn’t push me” Sarah said.

“What ! , who pushed you?” Kelly asked.

“Him, I was standing on the queue when he came with that girl, the girl told me to leave the queue but I didn’t comply and the guy then pushed me” Sarah explained, pointing at them.

“Go back to our table” Kelly said to her and walked to the Chinese girl.

“Hi” Kelly said to her but the girl ignored her and continued looking at the mirror she was holding.

Kelly then took the mirror and dropped it on the floor, the girl turned to her looking angry.

“Yes, I have your attention now,” Kelly said.

“Pick up my mirror and give it back to me, bitch !” The girl said.

“Could you say the last word again? I think that I misheard it” Kelly said.

“Bitch !” The girl repeated and the guy with her came and stood at her front facing Kelly.

Kelly smiled and turned to leave but she stretched her legs and kicked the guy hard in his groins.

“Ahh” the guy groaned and fell on the floor, holding his groin area.

“You are mine now” Kelly smirked at the girl, went to her and started pulling her hair.

Still pulling her hair she dragged her to a nearest table and shoved her face in a plate containing sauce and released her hair.

“Ahhhhhh” the girl screamed as the sauce entered her eyes.

She removed her face from the plate and started running helter skelter, no one tried to help her because they were afraid of Kelly.

“You, take her to the bathroom and help her wash her face,” Kelly said to one of the waitresses.

She then went back to her table and started eating as if she didn’t do anything at all.

“Doll, it is 8:30,” Calvin whispered in Dorothy’s ear.

“Okay, Honey pie” she said then opened her eyes and got out of the bed.Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

She went to the wardrobe and brought out one of her bags.

“What are you doing?” Calvin asked.

“I want to arrange the dresses,” Dorothy replied.

Calvin went to her and helped her to carry the bag, he walked back to the bed and kept it in it.

Dorothy then opens the bag and starts bringing out the dresses and examining them.

“They are beautiful,” Calvin commented.

“Thanks, although I did it in a hurry, it still looks good,” Dorothy said.

“That is because you are talented and your are going to win the competition because there is no one as talented as you,” he said.

“Aww that’s so nice and encouraging,” she said, smiling.

“Come here” Calvin said and pulled her to his chest and hugged her.

“I have a surprise for you when you win” he said to her.

“What if I don’t win, you are not going to give me the surprise right?” She asked, pouting her lips.