"Gina Wonders?." Lexis guessed with no hesitation that got Sabrina to smile.
"You got me studied, didn't you?."
He shook his head, "She's your stepsister, it's obvious you guys don't get along,"
Sabrina shrugged weakly, "She wouldn't have been that bad if my—Zachary Wonders hadn't spoiled her much. He went to the extent of taking my artwork, a portrait of the queen of the night flower which was one of my mom's favourite flowers and gave it to Gina in order for her to win in the competition that we were both in. As usual, she came out as the winner and was even offered a scholarship in Canada. Since then, I have the dream of being an artist and focussed on being a fashion designer instead."
"Are you still interested in art?."
"Ofcourse I am. But these days i have been busy, I won't have chance to draw until I'm free."
"Then don't forget to show me, your works, Mrs Woodsman."
"Yes, Mr Woodsman." They notched laughed at how formally Sabrina had addressed him.
As Lexis drove, they remained silent. Sabrina was staring at him when she suddenly reached for his hair and pulled the hair packer off, causing his hair to be let free.
He threw her a questioning look.
"What was that for?."
She tossed it aside, "I like it when you don't tie up your hair."
"Then I won't pack it anymore."
"Good," she smiled, "that's my husband."
"You have finally acknowledged me as your husband, huh?."
She looked away from him, her cheeks reddening.
"How much longer do we have to reach?."
Lexis tried not to laugh at how fast she had dodged the question.
"In fifteen minutes time."
"Fifteen?."
"Yep."
"Name of the street?."
"Victoria Paradise."
"Victoria paradise." Sabrina repeated as she sank into the seat in annoyance. Why did the name sound so familiar to her?
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At the Kennedy's Residence.
Jason paced around the room in distress while Patrick kept ranting at him nonstop.
"I told you to get your eyes off that illegitimate daughter of Zachary and focus on only Sabrina, but what have your stupid carelesssness done to us? You just can't hold your balls in place! Not only did we lose Sabrina, but we are about to lose the Company as well!."
"Dad," Jason called, "this doesn't have to do with my infidelity."
"What do you mean? You and Sabrina were good before this Gina of a witch came in between you guys and you foolishly fell into her trap. If not for how you treated Sabrina, do you think Lexis Woodsman would have any valid reason to attack our company nonstop?."
"Patrick calm down it's really not his fault—."
"Hold it, woman! ," Patrick shouted at Helen, "every time you keep siding your son. See how good you have raised him! Your wonderful son might be the reason why my company will collapse!." He yelled before leaving for upstairs.
Jason sat down and placed his hands on his head. What should he do? What could he do? What would he do? He had no idea. He had pleaded with Sabrina the last time he saw her, and even said his Dad was sick.
He regretted. He regretted the day Gina lured him to bed. The day he slept with her it was as though she had used some kind of magic to tie him.
What even came over him that made him fuck her at the bridal boutique ? He couldn't still believe he did something as bizarre as that, but he just wouldn't let his pride down and accept his mistake.
Apart from the crisis the company was facing, he loved her. He loved Sabrina. Genuinely loved her. She was far better than Gina in every aspect; beauty, character, and brain.
"Son," Helen sat beside Jason, patting his back, "it's okay, don't take what your father said to mind."
"I have call her," he got up, "maybe she forgot but I have to call her." He looked around for his cellphone. Sabrina was his only hope.
To saving the Kennedy's company.
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Sabrina's phone has been ringing for quite sometime, but she wasn't aware as her phone was muted.
It was Lexis who saw the call, and found out it was Jason.
He secretly and quietly offed the phone without Sabrina's notice, his face displeased.
What could her ex possibly be calling her for? Even by such time?
Not long after, they reached a beautiful estate, decorated woth captivating waterfalls, flowers and garden.
The street lambs even made the estate look more heavenly and beautiful.
"Your family house?."
"The Woodsman family house." Lexis smiled.
"It's damn cool!."
"Yeah, let's go inside, shall we?."
She grinned and as he led the way, she followed suit.
Two maids stood at the gigantic entrance door.
They bowed their heads in respect at the sight of Lexis, "Welcome, young master."
They greeted. Lexis only hummed before walking in with Sabrina.
As they strolled in, a man—around his early sixties came forward and hugged Lexus tightly, "Lexis, it's been so long. You have turned into one young vibrant man."
Lexis reciprocated the hug as he smiled, "Sir Francis."
"Good, good." He released him and gazed at Sabrina who stood, nervousness obvious on her face.
"Aye, is she your wife?."
Lexis didn't answer, but the wide smile on his lips gave his response.
"Good, that's good." He hugged Sabrina, who greeted him with a gentle grin.
"She's really a beauty. No doubt, madam will like her."
"I hope so." Lexis said.
"What's your name?."
"Sabrina, sir."
Francis gave a wider smile, "Pretty name, pretty girl." His comment made Sabrina's cheeks to redden a bit.
"Okay, head to the dining room. Everyone is waiting there."
"Yes."
Lexis led the way to the dining room. As they walked, he broke the silence.
"He's Sir Francis, the butler of the Woodsman's family."
"Oh," Sabrina looked at him curiously, "you guys seem pretty close."
"I would say it's because he's been working here even before I was born. You said my cooking skills are good, didn't you?." Sabrina nodded her head, which caused him to smile, "That's all thanks to him."
"He taught you how to cook?."
"Yeah."
They stopped at the dining room.
And the first person Sabrina made eye contact with was a blue eyed woman, who seemed to be in her early fifties, and her pupils dilated violently.
"You?!." They both chorused at the same time.