CHAPTER 7
She walked in wearing white and baby pink. With a single glance, you could tell she was dressed to the nines from head to toe. When it came to this woman, the supermodels had no chance. Everyone turned to look at her as she walked hand in hand with that beautiful young lady in black for the last time, even though she was wearing blue instead of black.
This time, the white witch's hair was adorned with pink diamonds, and the head chain covered most of her head, with some silver chains dangling on her hair that extended all the way down her back.
She was decked out in matching pink diamond jewelry from head to toe. That white dress had pink diamonds embroidered on it in such an attentive manner in the front that it could catch anyone's eye, but that wasn't all there was to her dress.
His breath was taken away by the back design, which reminded him of his mother. She enjoyed creating one-of-a-kind garments, and she always made his clothes before leaving him. He noticed that the back of her gown had a tail with pink tulips on it, which complemented the tattoo on her right-side cheek.
When he first saw her, it was her tattoo that frightened him. He'd never seen anything like that before, especially on a woman, but seeing it on a woman who was unique in every way was just too much for him.
He observed her as she smiled and greeted many officials. She was apparently well-known, as he noticed her nodding her head to the President and First Lady before making her way to the bride's side. He was even more taken aback when he saw her sitting where the Grants were.
Was she a relative, or was she, Samantha? He'd make certain he got his answers before leaving this place.
There were so many ways to kill a cat, and she was going to use the cruelest one on her ungrateful little sister. After all, she had done for her, her tuition, clothing allowance, and food allowance.
It was all thanks to her that she is where she is now, but she has such a negative attitude toward her.
Violet, after all, had left for the State House with her goddaughter, who was dressed for the occasion. She wished for her child to find someone who will appreciate and love her more than she does.
When she entered the hall, she noticed that, despite her appearance, all eyes were on her. She rejoined her family after greeting the necessary people, and Lucy was overjoyed to see her.
“You look lovely, sis,” Lucy said in a complimenting tone, smiling.
“Is that so? I just grabbed something from my closet because I didn't want to overshadow the lady of the night.”
“Wow. You have more beautiful clothes than these?”
“Have you forgotten your sister is a businesswoman? I am a wealthy older sister. Keep that in mind.”
“How can I forget?” she asked, smiling at Anne, “Anne, you must be happy to have my sister as your mother. I am envious of you.”
“Don't be like that. It can be exhausting at times. You have no idea how picky your sister is. You won't be able to handle her.”
“Really?”
“I'm just kidding; she's the best mother I've ever had.”
“I'll come and see you next weekend; I haven't been to your place since you moved there.”
“Please notify me in advance, and I will prepare your room.”
“Yes, I will be anticipating it.”
Suzy looked stunning as the march began and the lovebirds entered the hall. After all, she was her blood and kin. The ceremony began, and the vows were exchanged in a flash of lightning, and the wedding date was set for three weeks later.
These people looked to be impatient, their love was not hers in any case, so she brushed it off. Before they came to where they were chatting, the lovebirds went to the first family, Suzy’s fiancé’s family. Suzy was all over the place, and Violet was talking to Anne, who had noticed something unusual.
They didn't have time to finish because Suzy was now directly in front of her.
“You're here, older sis,” she said, making that face, a face that makes Violet want to beat someone.
“What? Will it make me if I don't show up?” Violet asked sarcastically as she was not in any mood to entertain Suzy.
“Jealous of me,” she said quietly enough for no one to hear.
She almost burst out laughing, but she restrained herself. How can this little girl say something so funny and crazy like that?
“I'm extremely happy for you, Suzy, but I should warn you right now, in front of the family, that you shouldn't do this on a day like this. I know what you think of me, but you should never judge a book by its cover. Just because you see me smiling right now doesn't mean I can't hold a grudge. I really hate your way of thinking.”
“Violet, please stop!” her father exclaimed as he looked at her.
“It's time for me to say it, and I don't care about anything else right now. Just because I don't look like the person you knew or saw when you were in diapers doesn't mean I'm not the same person. Just because I have white hair and you don't understand me doesn't give you the right to judge how I live my life.”
“Violet.....”
“I've had enough of you all; I know what you think of me. I'm aware of how you perceive me. I'm sure you wouldn't be seeing me if I didn't have any money in my wallet. If I were truly a member of your family, wouldn't anyone of you know where I work or even where I live?
You never once asked about it, but when you needed money or help, you knew exactly who to call, but when everything was going well, you threw me out the window,” she paused and looked at her mother, who was now looking down, “as my mother, you never comforted me even after I awoke from that comma.
I still remember the look on your face after I was discharged, how you distanced yourself from me and focused on the new bundle of joy, my dear little sister. I wasn't upset because it wasn't your fault, but you continued to ignore me.
When I decided to leave, you never objected, and it seemed like you were relieved to be rid of me. You let a child out of your house who turned out to be something you could never explain to anyone.”
“Why are you bringing this up, Violet It's my engagement party. What is your intention for doing this?” Suzy asked frantically as she was so mad at Violet for
causing a ruckus.
“If I were you, I'd keep my mouth shut before I shut yours. You, as my flesh and blood, harbor ill will toward the one person who made you who you are today. You go around flaunting your wealth. Do you believe money fell from the sky?”
“What are you on about?”
“As a member of your family, I was the last to find out about this engagement. As happy as I was to hear about it, you Suzy made it appear as if I was cynical and, above all, jealous. Your fiancé is a child, and I don't rely on children.”
“Don't make that remark about Damon.”
“I can say whatever I want, and there's nothing you can do about it right now. Do you know why I can get something if I need it?”
“Don't frighten us, Violet."
“I'm not going any further; you've already ruined my day and my good intentions. Since I've already arrived, your engagement gift will arrive at home,” she said, turning her head to face her father, “and when you need me, you'll know where to find me.”
She stood up, and Anne followed suit. She smiled as she looked at her family's shocked expressions.
“It was nice to see you, and please disregard the wedding invitation. I don't want to be accused of doing something I have no intention of doing again, so, I will not be attending. Take care and be safe.”
She could tell Anne was worried, but she couldn't ask why. She was the only one who truly understood her. She was on her way out when she ran into him again, that kid she had seen at the club. Wearing formal attire, he looked very dashing and mature. He looked very attractive to her, and she was curious to find out more about him
“Find me everything you can about that kid; don't leave anything out,” she said as she showed Anne her target.
“All right, I'll get right on it. Let's go now,” Anne didn’t ask any questions when she heard that, she never did anyway.
“Sure, let's do it.”
She was waiting for her car when she noticed a familiar face and waited for him to arrive.
“His Excellency wishes to meet with you.”
“I'm afraid he caught me at an inopportune time; I have a headache and need to see my doctor right away. Tell him I'll see him when I'm feeling better,” Violet outrightly rejected.
“However...” the man didn’t know what to do as he was caught in a tough situation.
“You heard her; do you want her to get worse as a result of what I believe you are about to do?” Anne cut the bodyguard off.
“I'm sorry; I'll go notify him,” the man was left with no choice but to go back with this unfavorable answer.
Violet said as the car came to a halt, "let's go."
Leaving this place at that precise moment was the best thing she had done all day.
“I think I have a headache; call the doctor.”
“Is it for real? Are you feeling, okay?”
“Don't worry, there's nothing I can't handle.”
Anne put on her favorite classical piece, Beethoven's 5th symphony, to lift her spirits. She closed her eyes, relaxed her mind, and let the music wash over her.