Isabella's mind bubbles with unending thoughts , her best friend had left her to herself to attend to some patient's file on her desk .
The door squeak open after a knock which Karen responded with a come in . It was the intern Doctor who had just left thirty minutes ago.
“ Doctor Karen , here is the result of the test . ” The intern says as he bows slightly before walking out of the office after a nod if approval from Karen . She heaves a sigh before opening the white envelope which contains the test result from the laboratory .
“ Be fast with that .” Isabella snaps coldly
“ Keep that hot blood to yourself Isa ,you are carrying a child already ” Karen replies that makes her best friend Isabella scoff hard and loud at the same time .
“ Quit that silly talk ” Isabella snorts flatly while Karen chuckles giving her a ‘ see I told you ’ look .
“ What ? ” Isabella asks narrowing her eyes
“ You are pregnant Isabella .” Karen drops the bombast .
“ No , no no ! ” Isabella exclaims immediately snatching the test result from Karen who settles back into her seat with an expressionless face . “ This can not be happening ,no ! ” Isabella yells
“ It is already happening Isa ,get a grip of yourself girl .” Karen mumbles as she reached for the laptop on her desk returning to work ignoring Isabella's drama . Isabella's mind wandered back and forth as she wondered how the baby came about , she had taken a post pill after the unprotected sex the next morning but she could not recognize whom she had sex with .
Sighing frustratedly , she picks the test result dropping it into her bag carelessly , she mutters a good bye to Karen as she left the hospital down cast . This is a huge mistake . The baby is a huge mistake .
** Brown's home **
Joseph hurriedly puts on his denim jean dumping the faded ash jogger which was stained from the mud splattered by that arrogant bitch . He was so late again for work .
He had gone to sell a few packaged snacks to some customers who ordered for them , he returned home almost inaudibly
“ Hey Ciara , why are you still home ? ” Joseph answers throwing his door open so his sister can come in . She wore a faded pleated flay skirt which hugged a thick thighs and a blue flowery top with little sleeves .
“ Ummmm ..... I'm homesick and.... ” Ciara barely completed her statement when a plumpy woman with an auburn colored hair steps into the room wearing a huge frown , “ How will a debtor be allowed into the school ? ” She yells loudly as Ciara stiffens on hearing her stepmother's bad mouth .
“ You are only working for a meagre salary which barely feeds you and your good-for-nothing sister for a week .” she snaps while Ciara swallows hard .
“ You can say ill things to me Mrs Brown, leave Ciara out of this.” Joseph responded in a cold voice
“ And why should she be left out, can't she fend for herself ? Why don't you let her work at the bar rather feed a bag of flour ? ” Mrs Corey Brown , Joseph's stepmom snorted flatly .
“ Ciara is a minor and she will not work end of discussion .” Joseph responded flaring up . He opened his moveable wardrobe and picks his wristwatch without glancing at Corey his stepmom a look, he yanks his peeled leather bag which hung on the wardrobe ,he slings it over his head and balances by his side before muttering something to his younger sister inaudibly and together they left .
Mrs Corey hissed obviously pleased they left the house, she hated the sight of the kids and caused huge tantrums whenever they were around . Humming a pleasant tone, she picks up a creamy bowl of milk and set it in front of Hussy her wicked cat .
It meows happily as he began licking from the bowl of delicious milk .
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Joseph arrives work unusually late , Mr Huggins stood at the far end holding a book were the worker's of King's bakery signs in before resumption of the day's work .
“ Good morning Mr Huggins ” Joseph greeted with uneasiness
“ Nothing is good about this morning Mr Joseph Brown .” Mr Huggins replies handing him the Time book for him to sign in .
“ I am sorry I am late.” Joseph apologizes wiping his sweaty palms agsinst his joggers before signing in.
“ The manager is around , I am afraid today may not be a good day . I've always tried to covered you but I won't be able to do that anymore . ” Mr Huggins mumbles so as not to attract the roaring Manager who barked orders at the bakers who shuffled around in the large kitchen .
Joseph slipped an apron over his head and a hair bonnet tying his hair up . He mutters little greetings to his colleagues , he washed his hands clean and set to work on the counter .
* Three hours later *
Mr Sanchez walks into the kitchen sniffing the pantries with a huge frown on his face.
“ Who the hell burnt a loaf of bread ? ” he snaps loudly as the bakers remained mute
“ So you all have finally become dumb ? ” he queries creasing his brows as his gaze fell on Mr Huggins whose apron was stained with dough particles . “ Mr Huggins who —”
“ I am responsible for it ” Joseph says interrupting Mr Sanchez whose frown turned into a glare . He opens the oven and brings out five loaves of burnt bread .
“ Of what good are you ? You are so useless ! ” Mr Sanchez cursed fiercely flinging the burnt loaves across the large kitchen .
“ You know what Mr Joseph Brown, you are fired ! ” Mr Sanchez said authoritatively
“ It's not him actually.....I —” Mr Huggins protests feeling guilty Joseph is taking the consequence of his mistake
“ It is me Mr Sanchez , I burnt those loaves accidentally.” Joseph quickly cuts him off making Mr Sanchez stare at both men suspiciously .
“ Collect your pay slip from the secretary and leave immediately .” Mr Sanchez orders walking out of the kitchen , his left over his bald head .
“ Why did you think Joe ? Why ?” Mr Huggins mumbles sniffing softly
“ You have always covered up for me ,this was my chance to do so for you too .” Joseph replies taking off the hair bonnet over his head ,he hugs his colleagues slightly . He was about to loosened the tied end of the apron when his phone rang , it is Mark , his best friend .
“ Joe ,why weren't you picking up the damn phone ? ” Mark yells loudly over the phone
“ Can you calm down ? ” Joe answers softly
“ Ciara had a seizure .Come to the hospital right away .” Mark added rushing his statement .
“ What ! ” he exclaimed
“ No! Not again . ” Joseph mumbles incoherently running out of the kitchen with is bag hanging around his neck . He leaves forgetting to pick up the pay slip from the saucy secretary .Joseph boards a bike to the new city's hospital located at the eastern side of the city, he urged the cyclist to increase his speed for he is in a hurry . He arrived the hospital and pays the cyclist walking hastily when he sight the caution sign of no running in the lobby. Joseph turned left to the emergency unit there he meets Mark who paces around with a sweat filled .“ How is she doing Mark ? ” Joseph asks startling the worried looking Mark“ She has been in there for over forty-five minutes and I am really afraid Joe . I hope she makes it . ” Mark answers sighing dejectedly while Joseph slips on the floor tears clouding his eyes . He lets them slides down freely on his face without making any attempt to dry them . “ Mark, how long will I continue ? Just how long cause I am damn tired
“ Isabella ? ” Mr Blair calls his eyes bulging out .“ phewww ..... So sorry .” she rushed her words running out of the dining room. Luther goes after her .She runs all the way into her room , she slams the door hard and locks it after so Luther doesn't come in . She hated pity attention and what happened down stairs was an exact example of one . She closes the faucet after rinsing her mouth for the umpteenth time . She comes out of the toilet wearing a frown on her face . Why won't he just let her be ? Why ? Isabella mutters inaudibly to herself ignoring Luther who stood at the door Inquiring if she was doing fine .“ Isabella , I just want to know if you are good .” Luther's voice boomed from the door again “ I want to be left alone Luther . Leave . ” Isabella orders coldly. She settles onto the Queen sized bed completely drained pulling the duvet over herself , she slowly drifts into sleep .**** The soft breeze blows Harry's hair, he picks the elastic band on the lamp
“ what ? ” Harry shouted angrily “seized the package ” Bart replied hastily .“ How the fuck did he know I have got some package coming in for me ? Bart what the hell ? ” Harry rasps furiously agitated by the news she just heard .“ Where are you ? ” Harry asks sitting up from the bed with the duvet covering his lower waist .“ At the base Boss. ” Bart responds calmly “ Should we —” “ No do not track him , He can be very very dangerous . ” Harry interrupts his right hand man .“ Noted boss . ” Bart replies before Harry hang the call .“ Why are you getting off the bed ? ” Anne asks frowning her face immediately “ Something came up Anne and it's really important . ” Harry said picking his briefs from the couch which lay beside the bed .“ More important than I am ? ” she pressed further getting off the bed also . Her breasts dangled dangerously as she moved towards him . “ Do not come any closer Anne. ” Harry warns to Anne's disbelief “ Why should I not ? ” Anne inquires mo
“ You again ? ” Isabella asks letting out a very loud scoff wearing a huge scowl on her face . Memories of how he splashed mud on her dress came rushing in.“ So you're actually out of job , I thought you were a billionaire. ” Isabella remarks sarcastically staring at Joseph with huge disdain written on her face .“ Do you know him ? ” Karen asks chirping in the duo's conversation .“ No , I do not know jobless people . ” Isabella spat rudely getting up from her seat “ You said he was your sp—” “ A poor man can not be my speck Karen , his belts are not even expensive to suite my taste and he seems like one who came from a long line of beggars . ” Isabella replies shutting her friend rudely .“ Bella ! ” Karen cautioned her best friend who is unbelievably rude at the moment .“ You can talk down on me Isabella Blair but not talk or refer to my family as long line of beggars . I may not be your speck but tell me off with respect .” Joseph said in a cold voice completely pissed off
## chapter seven Isabella ignites the vehicle whose engine roars back to life in response . She sped out of the garage in full speed .In no time , she arrives Karen's . Isabella inputs the passcode before walking into the home. Unlike Isabella whose home was filled with domestic and security staffs Karen choose to stay alone. As much as Karen was a sex freak , she virtually cherished her privacy . Isabella stroll in slamming the door hard against the hinges , she walks straight to the mini bar and picks a bottle of tequila front the rows of liquor calling out to her .Just as she pops the bottle open , Karen's voice stops her .“ So you sneak into my home to steal my drink . ” Karen spoke curtly , she walked in from the not too narrow walkway . Her body is clad in a robe , her black hair was wet . Isabella knew she had her usual swim . Without saying anything in response she proceeded to pick the small tumbler to pour for herself a sip when Karen slams the table giving
“ pregnant , hell no ! ” Luther yells to himself slamming the door shut .He had a thing with Diane that was five months ago and should never result to a pregnancy cause he slipped a post pill in her wine . Diane was the only call girl he had sex with more than once .One of his principles was not having sex with any call girl twice ,he did not want to be involved in any silly escapade and as such he did away with them .He dials Diane contact hastily ,he was sure that bastard in her womb doesn't belong to him .She picked up at the first ring . “ Hi babe ” Diane melodious voice boomed over the phone, she was overly excited to hear his not too husky voice over the phone .“ Firstly, I am not in any way your baby get that fucking shit into to your skull .” Luther spoke coldly over the phone “ Why are you suddenly cold towards me all because of a random text ? ” Diane inquires hissing loudly over the phone “ you are not meant to be pregnant .I am not responsible for that thing
“ Shit ! ” Joseph cursed as he held the phone tightly .“ What did she say ? Why are you worked up ? ” Mark queried frowning his face . “ Leave here Mark , she mentioned your name . She threatened me with my family Mark . I'm frightened . ” Joseph rasped his breath shaky “ Wait does that include your sister ? ” Mark asks standing from the foot of the pavement where they sat .“ I fucking don't know and she suddenly hung up . ” Joseph replies curtly . He swiftly unlock his phone and tries to dial the number but could not as the number was private . “ I can not return the call Mark . Her contact is private .” Joseph said pacing around . He wore a huge frown debating on what to do next when his phone buzz .Isabella Blair is calling . He swiftly see to the call . “ Have you decided whom I should begin with ? ” Isabella sounded hoarsely on the phone .“ Begin with me . I will be your Chef right away if it's fine with you . ” Joseph responded hastily trying not to sound like
“ Get out of my car ! ” Isabella growl with bared teeth tearing him apart with her blood shot eyes . “ I will. You do not have to do that rudely . ” Joseph drawls averting his glowering gaze from her blood shot eyes . Setting his foot on the red marble tiled compound , he reach for his shirt tugging at the hem of it . Isabella resumed driving immediately he got off her car . The soft scent of his lavender cologne still lingered in the car , Isabella scrunch her nose in disgust and pick her spray flirting the car to eradicate the lingering cologne of Joseph's . She reached for the steering and soon arrived at her garage filled with fleets of exotic cars . She pressed the little button softly and steps out of the car locking it back with her finger print . Isabella clutched her bag tightly still wearing a huge frown on her face . The silly chef seemed so unbothered . he took in every detail of her huge and elegant compound , he gets to the garage where she stood .