Twisted Fate

Mr Foster had told him that his job was to take his wife wherever she wanted to go. And he must ensure that he persuaded her to accept him as her chauffeur.

Otherwise he would be fired immediately and he would ensure he didn’t get another job in the entire New York.

It appeared the young madam is not interested in being driven by a chauffeur. But then, he needed to do the job, in fact he was interested in the job.

Ella was quiet for a few seconds.

Alex definitely must have threatened the man to ensure she hired him. She doesn’t want her movement monitored nor is she interested in taking advantage of this one year contract Marriage to start living a life that would not last.

After the divorce with Alex, what next, return to her past life? She didn’t think it would make any sense then.

She stared at the chauffeur. He looked pitiful as he bowed his head gently. He had a pregnant wife and a little daughter?

If she says no, she would lose nothing and worry about nothing. But the man, he would lose his job and his family would probably starve.

“What’s your name?” Ella asked, staring at him and impressed that a man feels so concerned about his expectant wife and daughter.

If her father had thought about her and her mother, perhaps, their lives wouldn’t have taken this turn.

“Khalid” he answered simply, folding his hands in front of him.

Ms Cooker’s heart was beating fast. Will madam take pity on the young man before her and simply forget her refusal to Mr Foster?

The man just explained to her why he needed the job. She heard it when Mr Foster pushed the responsibility of convincing the madam to him.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

What would happen if he lost this job and couldn’t get another one in that city? What about his wife, what about his little daughter?

Certainly Mr Foster will carry out his threats. He doesn’t give empty threats, he would execute them.

She waited in earnest for the madam to say yes, for the man’s sake and not because she wanted to do what Mr Foster demanded.

“It’s okay Khalid, I will let you be my chauffeur and it’s simply because of your wife and daughter, is that clear?” Ella compromised.

“Thank you ma’am” Khalid appreciated. He smiled broadly and quickly went to hold the door for his boss.

Ella walked over to the opened door and slipped inside. He shut the door and the excited chauffeur got behind the wheel, driving her to the campus.

Lisa Anderson woke up that morning with a determination in her heart. She either got Alex back or stopped living.

And since she was determined to live, what that means is that she must remain the woman she had always been, at Alex’s side.

She must ensure that Alex and Ella never had good times together. Whatever she can, they must always be at loggerheads, and the result of it is that they divorced.

And that morning, she was starting straight away. She had invited Bill, Ella’s ex boyfriend, for a drink. She will strike a deal with him and see the ruin of Ella.

Just Ella, Alex must not be ruined or affected. They put heads together and see the downward fall of Ella Smith.

An hour later, Alex’s bodyguards called and said madam accepted the chauffeur.

Alex sighed softly. That’s a great relief. So there’s someone that can talk with Ella and she would accept?

She would rather listen to someone else than him. She had a bad impression already about him. She probably termed him a bad guy in her heart especially after that incident at the restaurant.

When Ella was through with her classes, she was contemplating going to see her mother or finding Rosa to explain why she had hidden her Marriage from her.

But then, her Phone chirped.

Ella looked at the caller’s ID and didn’t seem to find it familiar. She squinted and lingered a little before answering her phone.

The chauffeur was waiting when Ella walked out of the school premises. She almost forgot that she has a chauffeur that would be waiting for her.

She got into the car and asked the chauffeur to drive her to Mark’s Chambers. It was some forty five minutes drive from where she was.

Barrister Mark had just called her and told her he needed to see her. He even introduced himself as her grandfather’s attorney.

Why was he calling her? Has anything happened to her father? Is he alright?

Analdo Smith is still her father. He might have wandered away after another woman, but he was still her father.

She wants her father to regret everything he had done to her and her mother. But besides that, she doesn’t want anything terrible to happen to him or did she wish him bad.

Ella stayed calm. She wanted to call her mother but she didn’t. Her mother was still recovering. She doesn’t want to do anything that would make her worried unnecessarily.

If the attorney, Mark didn’t call her mother, but decided to call her, it implies that he probably might not want to get worried, and for that, she was grateful.

Ella’s mind was all mixed up with a lot of thoughts, of which most of it were trending in the oath of negativity.

Another part of her still chooses to be positive and optimistic.

Khalid was excited with his job and very soon, he drove Ella into the large Twenty storey buildings where Mark’s Chambers occupy the twelfth floor.

She stepped out of the car and looked up, at the twelfth floor above before dashing into the elevator. Her heart is racing but she was trying to calm her worried heart.

She soon got to the twelfth floor and saw the entrance on which is written welcome to Mark’s Chambers.

Ella walked in and took a seat. She met two people seated, a young woman and a middle aged man.

She said Hi to them, smiled and took a seat. Smiles they say are contagious. The cheerful gesture was reciprocated.

Ella felt her palms were sweaty. What in God’s name could make her feel so restless because her grandfather’s lawyer called?

Is that how much she loved her father? Did he even love her that much, does he care about her?

Ella hissed between gritted teeth quietly.

The receptionist came over and asked her if she’s Ella Smith and the latter said yes. She smiled and said barrister Mark would talk to her soon.

Ella smiled and thanked her.

The officers were separated by transparent glasses. The walls were made from glass but obviously, it was sound proof.

You can only see people’s lips moving but no matter how one narrows their ears, they can never know what is being discussed.

Ten minutes later, Ella was invited into Mark’s office. When she got in, she saw the barrister Mark himself stood up, offering his hand for a handshake.

Judging from his facial expression, it doesn’t seem he was going to tell her something terrible.

Ella smiled and sat on the couch he offered her. Quickly, his coffee maker came over and within minutes, she brewed two glasses of coffee and offered it to her boss and his client, Ms Smith.

Barrister Mark is a man in his late fifties or early sixties. Ella can tell that he definitely was going to be older than her father.

He is tall, with a slightly large belly. His height made his belly not appear bad really. His hair was a mixture of grey and black.

His brows were having some few strands of grey hair as well. But he was definitely a cute man.

He still looked very fair with a Vshaped jawline. His wrinkled face made it look not so charming anymore but it attracts a second glance when you meet him for the first time.

He waited while Ella took a sip from her coffee before he began telling her the reason why he invited her.

“I am barrister Mark Stone. I am your late grandfather’s attorney and a friend to the Smith’s family.

You didn’t know me, but I have met you a couple of times when I visited your grandfather Morris Smith. You were a little girl back then.

At your grandfather’s death, he left a certain percentage of his properties to you, on the condition that you obtain it as your wedding present from him, to you ….”Barrister Mark explained.

He went on to say that he got to know about Ella’s marriage the previous evening when it went public.

And despite he caught wind of all that befell the union of her parents, and how it affected her mother’s health, he couldn’t come in, he couldn’t go against her grandfather’s will.

Ella was dazed.

Grandfather did that for her? He really left her with a wedding present? Did he know ahead of time that his son was going to be an asshole?

Her grandfather was not stinkingly wealthy like the Fosters, but he was definitely a rich man at his own level.

She had thought everything he left behind, his son had taken it away with his mistress. As a matter of fact, her father didn’t labour for anything.

All the assets and properties he got was from her grandfather, the one he inherited from him. And as it is now, he had squandered it or better still, wasted it on his pregnant mistress.

“But there are certain documents you have to sign. And a copy of your marriage certificate will be filed. After that, you can have your inheritance my dear” Barrister Mark explained.

Ella looked around. She felt like lying down flat on that couch and screaming out for excitement.

That’s not a problem. She isn’t going to be a burden on Alex or make him feel as if he should be responsible for her.

But the marriage certificate looks like Alex had it. It ought to be with her as the bride, but she doesn’t care about it until now.

She will have to ask him to make a copy for her. Then she would bring it the next day.

“What your grandfather left for you, is for you to create a better future for yourself and your unborn kids.

He had laid the foundation of a bright future and he earnestly wants you to pass that brighter future to the next generation.

Your father has only half of his father’s assets and properties, you have the other half…” Barrister Mark was still talking but Ella suddenly felt like she was sweating..

What did he say?

Did he say she would get exactly half of what her father had before eloping with his mistress?

Is that what he said?