Liam POV
How dare a second class girl slap me and throw water onto my face especially in front of my business associates?
I look in the direction where that arrogant girl, exited the party.
I will not leave this Parker Girl. I will make her life hell.
I exit the party hall avoiding media. Thank Goodness, they were not allowed inside the hall otherwise this slap would make a big scandal. My first day in New York after six months has lead to what? A slap?! I have to do something. I will get my revenge on that Bitch.
"Drew!" I stylishly take out my cell phone and dial my best detective Drew who has always provided me with whatever information I need within a small period of time.
"Am I dreaming or has Mr. Liam night called me himself?" He speaks in his as usual 'nothing matter' tone to get a rise from me.
God knows how he does his work on time when he is never so serious!
"There is work for you."
"What work ,my King?" he mimics like a maid in the court of a king.
"You have to find out about a girl." I say while irritation drips in my tone.
"What? girl! Breaking news the most famous Liam Knight wants this detective Drew to find out about a girl. I think I am dreaming a dream which can never be fulfilled."
Drama queen!
"It's a serious matter Drew." I bark.
"I know, I know, matters related to girls are always serious. Who is this lucky girl, hmm.. About whom Liam wants to get information?" he again teases me.
"Keep talking nonsense and I will appoint some other detective to do the work!" I bark once again.
"Alright, alright! Don't be angry. I am serious." He suddenly decided to act professional.
"I want to know about the full history of the other daughter of Parker. The one who is quite less famous."
"Noted boss. By tomorrow morning you will have all the details of Emily."
Who the hell is Emily?
"I want history of Parker's daughter not your new girlfriend, Emily." I bark irritated. First that girl spoils my mood now Drew is playing with me.
"Boss, Emily is the same girl. You see I am a detective and I always have this much information about rich people, moreover Emily is not his daughter but his niece."
So her name is Emily!
"I hope that this time also you will not disappoint me." I order him.
"Yes boss! Detective Drew on duty. I will now bid you adieu as I have to find about a girl and it's not easy." Saying this he cuts the call. With an evil smile on my lips I move towards the valet who brings me my car from the parking.
This Emily is so going to regret for her actions from tonight's party.
Smoothly driving my car from the packed street I take a left turn toward the highway toward my mansion in New York where my family is waiting for me. I arrived in New York three hours ago when my secretary told me about this party which was very important for me to attend. So again sidelining my family I came to this party directly from the airport. My darling Grandma has already called me so many times in last two hours and I know she will be at the door waiting for me. I was so happy to see her again but that girl ruined my evening. Arghh!
I bang my fist on steering wheel rewinding the memories of that girl who spoiled my night and dared to slap me.
I stop my car at the front gate of mansion where the guard smiles seeing me and opens the big mansion gate. Nodding to him, I drive the car into the driveway of the mansion and move toward the main gate after taking a deep breath to control the rage burning inside me.
"Darling." I call loud enough for my Grandma who is standing at door waiting for me. She is the best who has always given me the love of my parents who are always busy with their so called charities and parties.
"Liam." my Grandma lovingly calls me and engulfs me in her warm hug. This is my home. This hug is my home. "I missed my son so much." I didn't know she was crying until now. My Grandma is so emotional and especially about me.
I broke the hug and looked at her lovingly. She is the only lady in this world whom I love and trust. Otherwise I hate girls and if I had to make a list, it would be extra long.
"You know darling these tears don't suit your beautiful eyes." I wipe her tears with the pad of my thumbs and give her my true charming smile.
"Why shouldn't I cry? My son who arrived after so long from London instead of visiting me went to some party to find my Daughter in law by himself." She pouts like a child.
"What do you mean Grandma? I went to a party to meet some business associates, not to find a girl. You know my past experience with girls."
"Now don't lie to me," she pulls my ears angrily. "I am your Grandma and I have full information about you." A teasing smile appears on her lips. What information has she find out now?