Chapter Four

Throughout the ride, Remy listened to his grandfather talk about his cousins' children. He was a lover of kids but not a lover of love. Sebastian talked about the woman from some of Jenson's family, flattering her in all sorts of manner. That was the first time hearing Sebastian flatter any woman so much and he just sat in the car with his, smiling, speaking when intended, otherwise listening to his neverending talks. Sebastian may be all hard on the outside but with family,he was a different man. Maybe, marriage wasn't so much drama, She has nothing much to do just bear him kids he would adore and stay in the frame while he takes care of her. When the car pulled up in some small building and Sebastian gave him a signal that this was their destination, he chuckled. What did the man have to attract his grandfather?. His door was opened and he got down looking at the decent environment .It was a portable duplex behind a small gate. Anyone can fly through. The door to the house opened shortly after Sebastian pressed the bell by the gate and a middle-age man in his butler uniform. Sebastian had insisted they go with just a handful of guards but the butler was still shaken when he saw them, he hurried in and a minute later, another man came out with a woman, apparently his wife coming after him.

    “ Good afternoon Sir, welcome to our humble abode” he said, punching in some pins in the gate wall.

   “Afternoon Taylor. Apologies for my impromptu visit, I am not a patient Man” Sebastian said smoothly. 

  “ Oh no sir, it's fine. You are always welcome” the man named Taylor replied and turned to him.

  “ Go..go.. good aft…”

  “ Keep it” he said, raising his hand to stop his greeting..he was used to awkward moments and Taylor shut his mouth, running ahead to open the door to his house. Remy could see the obvious anxiousness in him. It was normal for anyone to push their daughter to the Hawthorne and he, Taylor will have a lot to gain. 

   “You have a beautiful home” Sebastian said 

  “Oh yeah… thanks so much Sir, it's all thanks to my wife” Taylor stammered “ please have your seat,Sir” he said. Remy sat down right beside his grandfather, he has never gone to anyone, they came to him so being here made the whole space boring not to mention the host awkwardness. His grandfather should be done here and he will turn the proposal down. A lady walked down from the stairs, their eyes locked but she paused, turned and attempted to run back up the stairs.

   “ Sylvia" Ramona called, Remy furrowed. He's uninterested. She was pretty but then she was plain. Just every other ladies. She walked back to them and Sebastian smiled.

   “ Urm… good day sir”

  “Sir, meet my second daughter Sylvia…”

“ I’ve seen her… She was at the party last night”Sebastian said interrupting Taylor and Taylor stopped, did he take note of everyone in his party? “ Where's your second daughter?”

   “She's not at home”

  “ She's upstairs” Ramona and Taylor said in unison and Remy furrowed.

  “ Okay,” Sebastian simply said, watching the couple. Taylor was not letting a chance to lose Sebastian trust this early, he gestured to the butler to go up and call Lyra down. Ramona excused herself to go bring drinks for the guests. A minute later, the butler came down alone .

  “ Where's she?” Taylor asked, going to meet Davis, their Butler.

  “ She refuses to come down. She said I should let you know she will not leave her room” Davis whispered to him

   “ That brat!” Taylor cursed and turned to them “ she is having a moment, I will go check up on her…”

  “Not necessary” Remy said standing up “ I will see her myself” he said then gestured at Sylvia “ come lead the way”

  “Me?” Sylvia gasped then hurried to lead the way so as not to cross him. She was surprised that the man she had bumped into just at last night's party was in their house the very afternoon and unannounced as Remy Hawthorne. She wasn't sure what was going on but she was sure he couldn't end up with Lyra. Lyra was introverted, homeschooled, limited knowledge and no fashion sense. She doesn't fit in at all. He followed her as she led the way and she tried to strike a conversation but his face was evidence enough that he was in no mood for that. How can a man so handsome be so fearful at the same time. She got to Lyra's room and stopped.

  “ This…”

  “Will she automatically come out” he interrupted giving her a side look “knock” he commanded, she blinked and aggressively knocked on the door. Did he take her for their maid? She heard Lyra's grumble and dropped her hand watching the door.

  “ What are you waiting for?” he asked again 

“ Her to..”

“Leave” he commanded so coldly and she looked at him but quickly looked away and went back the stairs while repeatedly looking back, that handsome piece of art can't belong to Lyra. 

    Remy stood at the door, staring at it. A minute had passed since he heard her grumble but the door wasn't opening. He had never knocked a door all his life and being here made it seem as though he was waiting to be attended to, she was the price. He scoffed. What a brat and was going to leave when the door opened and some lady in an oversized top and trouser, unruly hair and natural face appeared. He tried to process his word, was this the thing that was delaying him but before he could, she pushed her hair back , two blues eyes looking him over like she was born tired.

  “ Wrong room” she said tiredly then raised her voice the very next minute “ don't bang a door like that next time” and with that she slammed the door to his face. His face. 

   “ What.. what in God name…” he stood transfixed, scoffed aloud slowly. Had she just banged a door to my face? 

  Taylor stood impatiently, looking at the stairs frequently, praying Lyra did not embarrass him while Sebastian was tapping his leg,praying Remy doesn't straggle life out of their daughters. Sylvia came down looking grumpy and just joined them in the waiting.

   “You can have your seat,”Sebastian said, gesturing to their furniture. 

   “ Thank you Sir” Taylor said sitting down, he forced a smile trying to remain calm hoping Lyra doesn't ruin this good that was beginning to happen to them. Two big companies had already reached out to his company within the space of last night to the afternoon”

 “And Mr Jenson,I am in love with the pen you gave me.” 

 “ I'm glad,Sir.” 

“When will you be less busy this week?”Sebastian asked

  “Anytime chairman” Taylor replied immediately 

“ I want you to meet some shareholders, you mentioned producing rubber, why can't you begin making your own product, the market rate for branded items are…” Remy walked down at that moment and Sebastian studied his face, he couldn't even discern him

   “Grandpa, it's time to leave,” Remy said, approaching his grandfather.

  “ I was making lunch, I was hoping…”

  “ Some other time, Mrs Jenson” Sebastian said then turn to Taylor “ we'll catch up, dinner still holds” 

   “Noted Sir” Taylor said, following them out. Once out of the Jenson’s gate and Sebastian sat in the car, he turned to Remy.

  “ Is she still alive?” He asked .

  “ I wish not but she is” Remy said then smiled turning to face his grandfath

er “ I think she's cute, I'll marry her”