Blake awoke early that day, washed and ate a light breakfast, and headed to Elon Delivery Services to meet with Mr. Wilson. When he arrived, Mr. Wilson led him to one of the best shops in the city and bought him a costly three-piece suit and leather shoes. Later he looked into the mirror, and even he was astonished at his image.
“I clean up pretty nicely.” It’s been a while since Blake had dressed in a suit other than his military uniform.
“That you do. Now let’s get you to your wedding, shall we.” Mr. Wilson then patted his shoulder as they walked towards the counter and paid the clerk.
Blake chuckled under his breath, but it was getting pretty late, and he had promised to arrive around seven. He then went straight to Weston Manor after dropping Mr. Wilson back at the company.
“Where is that boy? It’s almost seven. Did he run away? I swear I’ll hunt him down if he doesn’t show.” George was looking at his watch as he muttered to himself.
Claire was in a long plain-looking white gown that shaped perfectly to her figure as she sat looking at her grandfather, getting more upset as the time ticked by. She was upset also; not only was she forced back into her room the night before, but she was monitored, and she and her mother’s phones were confiscated, so they couldn’t even call Steve to let him know what was happening.
Just then, Johnson walked in. “Master, Mr. Elon has arrived.”
When Johnson announced Blake’s arrival, you could see the tension melt away on George’s face, and he relaxed considerably. All this was to save his family and business.
“Good, good, send him in.”
Blake then walked into the grand room, where everyone was sitting. Everyone gasped as this handsome man walked in. Even Claire had to look twice, and she wavered a little as she looked upon her future husband.
‘What am I thinking? Even a dog will look good if you dress him up.’ Claire thought to herself, calming her feelings.
“Blake, my boy, please sit down on the sofa and let’s have some tea, shall we.”
“Grandfather, tea would be great.”
Blake showed a composed, manly aura at this moment when he sat down, and Johnson poured him a cup of tea.
“Blake, I hope you don’t mind. I added a clause within the contract to protect you and the interests of the couple.”
“Oh, and what should that be? I thought all was talked through last night.”
“To ensure Claire stays pure during these three years, she has to prove it every month until the contract is up. If there is a breach of contract, she, her sister, and her mother will be disowned by the family, but in doing so, she also specified that you would not be able to do anything that will dishonor her or the family.”
“I understand, if you don’t mind, I’ll look over the contract, and if it’s to my liking, I shall sign it and then the marriage license.”
Blake was handed the contract and looked over it thoroughly. It was very straightforward and very binding. He would receive three million dollars if the marriage is a failure, and if he breaks the contract, he would owe Claire fifteen million for compensation. In contrast, if she fails the contract, she and Blake will divorce, and her family will be out of the prominent family. It was pretty cut and dry, so Blake signed the contract and handed it to Claire. Not a word was spoken between them as they sat there reading and signing.
Next was the marriage license. After signing, they were legally husband and wife on paper.
“Now that the formalities are over. The gift, I will be giving you two a two-bedroom villa in the suburbs, and you both can move into it today.”
“What? No way, she will not live alone with this peasant!”
Claire’s mother yelled out her dissatisfaction with their moving in together.
“It’s only natural that they live together. They’re a couple now, and they must have their privacy.”
George refused his daughter’s claim.
“I don’t care. Why can’t they live here with us as a family? We can look after one another.”
“Yes, grandfather, I don’t want to move. I like living here with you and everyone else.”
Claire started to complain while moving closer to George.
“Enough, it has been decided. You, Claire, are old enough, and you’re not a child anymore. It’s good to have a husband and to live with him on your own.”
“I refuse. I will not have my daughter living alone, I will go with them, and nothing you say will change my mind.”
“Now you listen here…” George was annoyed at his daughter for interfering in the relationship.
Blake spoke up and interrupted them.
“Grandfather, it’s fine if mom wants to stay with us, it’s okay. We as the younger generation should look after our parents when they get older.”
“Who are you calling, mom? I will never acknowledge you as my son-in-law, and who’s old?”
Just as Julie rolled her eyes, George spoke to Blake.
“Are you sure, son?”
“Yes, it’s fine. It’ll make Claire more comfortable if I agree to her mother staying.”
“What say you, Claire?” George then looked at his granddaughter.
“I still don’t want to go; I love staying here with all of you, but if mom is coming, then I’m fine as well.”
“Then it’s settled. You should move in together today after the great wedding feast.”
Just as they got up to go into the dining room, there was an uproar in the foyer.
“Claire, where are you! Come out here now. I want to see you!”
A young man a little shorter than Blake with handsome features, dark brown hair, and blue eyes that actors would die for, he was the envy of men and fantasies of women. Donning a designer-tailored suit, he yelled that he must see Claire in the foyer. It was Steve Anderson, and he was trying to contact Claire all night and morning. He came quickly to the manor to check on her as Johnson tried to calm him down.
“Please, sir, do you not know where this is? Please control yourself.”
Just then, a slap was heard coming from the foyer. George was the first to arrive and saw his butler holding his cheek that had just been slapped.
“What the hell is going on in here? Do we the Westons not mean shit to you?” George was angry at the scene that was taking place.
“Grandfather, where is Claire? I haven’t been able to contact her since yesterday afternoon. Nothing has happened to her, has there?”
The young man was frantic, walking towards George.
“Who the hell is your grandfather? Listen and listen well. Claire is no longer your concern, so you might as well head home.”
Just then, Claire walked into the foyer. Without realizing it, all her emotions came to the surface. Not caring about her surroundings, she ran into his arms and started to cry.
“What’s wrong, Claire? What happened.”
George saw his granddaughter in his arms of Steve and was furious.
“Get your hands off of my granddaughter this instant! Claire, do you not want to save my face! What a disgrace to your family and new husband!”
Hearing her grandfather, she pulled away from Steve and held her head down, not looking up with tears streaming onto her face and dropping to the floor.
“I’m so sorry, grandfather. His sincerity in finding me just moved me.” Claire muttered, hoping the man beside her would take her away from this nightmare.
Shocked by what he had just heard, Steve didn’t realize that he was too late to take Claire as his wife.“Claire, you will go to your husband this instance and stand by his side,” George stated angrily, coldly looking at Steve.Claire could only obey her grandfather and walked towards Blake, who had just arrived at the foyer.“Claire, what’s going on? Who is he? Grandfather, can someone please tell me what is going on?” Steve, who still couldn’t comprehend what had happened, asked franticly. “Steve, I’ve already told you that Claire is now married to this gentleman. She is no longer your concern, and you will break all contact with her from here on out.” George replied coldly at Steve.Steve was in denial, shaking his head.“This is impossible. I don’t believe you. How can this happen? Claire, I love you, and you love me, you are to be my wife, this is some joke, haha, you got me, Claire come here to me, don’t play with me.”Claire stood by Blake and held her head down with tears dro
Mother and daughter talked about how luxurious the home was and how tiring it would be to keep this home cleaned with all the detailed chores. A two-bedroom house with a single bath, living, dining, and kitchen was a lot to handle for them. Blake just let them talk, paying them no mind as he looked at the home smiling. “I don’t know. We could get someone to come once a week and take care of the home. What do you think, mother?” “Why spend unwanted money when we have someone right here? We’ll give him an allowance to pay the utilities and groceries for the week. He can take care of the cleaning and cooking himself.” “You’re right; it would be better and cheaper to have him do it. He could at least show some worth.” While the mother and daughter had made up their mind that Blake would be the one responsible for the chores, he went into the most oversized bedroom to have a look. Only then did Claire notice that he had left them and went into the bedroom, so she followed him in. “Hey
In a flash, a year and eleven months had passed. A pandemic had taken over the nation in twenty-twenty, and many had suffered. The small business was significantly impacted, and so was the entertainment business. Dynamic Entertainment was at a significant loss during that year. The company can barely make ends meet, even with the twenty-twenty-one recovery this year. George called a great meeting for the company, and everyone was in the conference room. Claire was sitting at the back while Quinton and his son Henry were seated on both sides of George, with the remaining board members sitting around the table. “Okay, I won’t beat around the bush here. It was brought to my attention that we’re in a deficit of thirty million dollars, and there will be trouble with the new regulations out there right now. Any ideas on where we can get more investors for the company.” No one said anything but looked around with concern on their faces. Whispers were heard throughout the meeting room, but
“How are we out? I just bought some two days ago?” Regretting it the moment he said it. “That was two days ago. Do you want me to starve? Listen, if my daughter didn’t marry you, you wouldn’t be able to eat what we are eating in your lifetime. Get some steaks. I’m now in the mood for steak.” “Yes, mom, I just finished. I’ll run by and grab some steak for tonight.” It was all he could do to answer her. “Humph.” That was all she replied when she hung up. Blake could only smile as he looked at his phone and put it away. He went to his car and drove to Elon Delivery Services for his daily pay, or getting steaks for his wife and mother-in-law would have been troublesome. With the bit of money his wife supplies him each week, he had to depend on his pay to accommodate their desired food and daily upkeep. Arriving, he gave his pleasantries to Sara, received his pay without delay, and left for the grocery store. Coming home, he saw his mother-in-law on the couch watching her program. He
“Don’t you talk to my daughter like that? You should be grateful that she can tolerate the slop you feed us daily.” Julie had said from the couch, watching her program. “I’ll go washup,” Blake replied as he headed to the bathroom to shower off the day’s work. “Humph, the nerve of him, how could he talk to you like that? I will give him a piece of my mind when he gets out.” “Mom, don’t bother. Once trash, always trash. Just let it go, and I’m not in the mood right now.” Blake finished cleaning up and headed into his and Claire’s room for the night. He had to sleep on the floor for almost two years while she slept on the bed with a knife under her pillow. He could hear his wife tell her mother that she would wash up and head to bed. A half-hour later, he listened to his wife open the door, get into bed, check for her security, and finally fall asleep. The following day, Blake starts his routine like clockwork and chores and makes breakfast for the two women. When it’s finished, he
“Well, you better get into the game and watch for Claire. We both know she’s better than you, but she’s still just a woman. The old man surely will not give the CEO position to a woman, so you better perk up and see what you can do.” Quinton exclaimed back as he slapped the desk, startling Henry back up. “Dad, I don’t understand. How can we allow her to lead a team to Elon Trust’s investment? She already tarnishes the family by marrying that trash delivery guy.” Henry asked, still holding onto his aching head. “Well, weren’t you the one who insisted that she and her department take up the challenge?” “It wanted to humiliate her. How can anyone get to see Mr. Wheaton, much less invest with Elon Trust? Now, she will make the company look bad and make the family a laughing stock.” “Well, it’s too late now. Everyone knows we are seeking an investment with Elon Trust, and she’s now our only hope.” Quinton said as he turned towards the door, leaving Henry to ponder his mistake. Quinton
Tabitha got into his car with all smiles looking upon her new brother. The drive was not long, and their conversation surmised her life at the college and how she lived in the dorm without any breaks during the pandemic, almost like they were in prison. No one could leave or enter the campus; it was in total lockdown. When they arrived, Tabitha quickly got out of the car, ran to the door, and let herself in while Blake lagged, carrying her bags. Entering the home, Blake saw Tabitha hugging her mother and kissing her face like a child would do when they hadn’t been home for a while. “Girl, will you calm yourself down. You’re behaving like a little girl. Who would guess that you are twenty this year.” “Oh, mom, I just missed you so much. That school kept us cooped up for practically all year, and I couldn’t come to visit you or my sister. I even missed my brother and sister’s wedding. How unfair is that.” “What are you gapping about? What brother are you talking about? This piece of
“What do you know? You’re just a kid. When will you grow up? This marriage is a farce. There is no love whatsoever, and there will never be.” Claire had flared up and explained. Listening to her sister’s explanation, it sounded like she never gave him a chance and was too stubborn to see his good qualities. Tabitha felt sorry for Blake for enduring the hardship her mother and sister had put him through. “Well, if you don’t want him, I guess I will have to take him. I see a lot of potential in Blake, and I believe he will prove both of you wrong and do great things in the future.” Both mother and sister looked at each other and laughed, not only for what she had said but also for being a naive child. “Oh, Tabby, what nonsense. I don’t believe that man can ever amount to anything other than being a deliveryman and work the rest of his life doing just that, once trash always trash,” Claire stated. “I agree. He will always be trash.” Stated her mother to Tabitha. Just then, the door