This is it,” I mutter as I step out of the taxi and face the tall building. Nervousness fills me as I contemplate what awaits inside.It has been a week in Sausalito, and Natalia auntie and my uncle have gone out of their way to make me feel as comfortable as possible. In fact, today is the first time I’m venturing out since the funeral. All that’s left is to append some signatures, and I’ll be on the next flight.My thoughts are interrupted by a loud car honk, causing me to jump in fright, but I quickly steady myself.Taking a deep breath, before I start walking towards the entrance of the building.Everything about it exudes luxury. I can only imagine that the wealthy have lawyers here, judging by the immaculate attire of everyone around. Despite my plain dress, I ignore the curious looks some of the ladies shoot my way. I head to the nearest desk, where a lady seems uninterested until I stop in front of her.“Hi,” I tell her.“Hello. How may I help you?” She asks.“I’m Natalia Ford
“I don’t have anything planned. I just want to know what all this is about and leave,” I tell him. He stares at me with wide eyes. Probably thinking I’m cold, but I don’t care. Nobody understands the hell I went through in Goerge ’s hands or how he turned my life upside down.“You’re sure about that?” He asks, and I nod in response.“Yes, I am,” I reply, wondering why he is giving me an odd look.“There is indeed a lot you need to know about Mr. Ford financial state,” he says.“Yeah, that’s why I’m here.” I don’t mean to be cold, but this man has been almost non-existent in my life for years. It’s pointless trying to feign a connection that doesn’t exist between us just because I’m his supposed heiress. If he had another choice, he would have given it all to someone else. That’s how much certain I am that he hates me.The elevator stops, and Mr. Gary steps out. I Immediately follow him until we reach a hallway.“Please, come with me,” he says, and I do as he says. Everywhere screams m
“Sure, I’ll try my best,” he says.“Okay, let’s do this,” I tell him before returning my attention to the documents.I check the documents, and some of the information starts making sense to me. I see the detail the lawyer has stated. I flip through the three pages of documents before I find the space to append my signature.“Can I have a pen?” I ask.l “Of course,” Mr. Gary says as he hands over a ball pen to me.“Thank you,” I tell him as I sign in a straight line.“Is that all?” I ask as I raise my head.“Yes, that’s all,” Mr. Gary says with a broad smile as he stretches his hand to me.“Thank you,” I tell him as I return his handshake.“I’ll have that,” he says as he takes the document from me. He checks it for a briefly and nods before saying,“I’ll hand over the rest of the documents after six months.”“Thank you,” the words keep coming out of my lips rapidly.“You’re welcome,” he says with a broad smile.“If you don’t mind, I’d like to take you to get the death certificate,” h
Mr. Gary phone starts ringing momentarily, distracting me for a moment.“Hello,” he says.“Oh, I’ll be right there,” I hear Mr. Gary say.Natalia aunt returns minutes later with a brown envelope.“Here you go,” she says as she hands the envelope to him.“Thank you. I’ll work on this,” he says.“If you don’t mind, I need to leave. My next appointment is waiting for me,” he says.“Of course, we don’t mind. Thank you for stopping by,” my aunt says.“You’re welcome, ma’am. If you have any more questions or need anything, please don’t hesitate to call me,” he says.“Sure, I will.” I give him a bright smile as he removes his wallet and brings out a black card.“Please, have this,” he says, and I collect the card. I curiously turn it before giving him a smile.“I’ll see you around,” Mr. Gary announces before leaving.“So, you will be staying,” my aunt says, and I release a sigh.“I’m not sure, Aunt. My life isn’t here anymore. What will I be doing? I wanted to finish this and go back to my l
Oh,” Natalia auntie says before she goes silent.“You’re right. He is doing pretty well with himself, just like you’re doing,” she says.“Sure, aunt,” I tell her.“That reminds me, now that you’re staying back, what do you intend to do?”“I have no idea. I need a job. I’ll have to put my job hunt in New York on hold,” I realize my slip too late.“You are job hunting?” Auntie Mary says with wide eyes. I sigh because there is no use keeping this from her anymore.“Yes, I am. I’ve been out of a job for a while. I’m trying to get by, but the bills and Goerge schooling won’t take care of themselves,” I explain.“I’m so sorry about this. Why didn’t you tell me this earlier? What happened to your previous job? You were an excellent interior decorator. One of the best I know, so why are you out of a job?” She asks with a frown. Her compliment makes me smile. She is one of the few people I know who won’t hesitate to sing praises of me even when I don’t deserve it.“We didn’t really have the ch
, I’m sorry I missed that,” I tell her with a smile.“It’s alright; I was just saying, do you mind joining my family and me this Saturday,” she asks.“We have this little get-together we do every two weeks. I’d love for you to join,” she says.“I’m not sure what my schedule looks like, but I’ll see what I can come up with.”“I know you’re busy, but I would really love it if you could join us sometime, not necessarily this weekend” she says. I smile at her persistence.“I’ll see what I can do about it. I’ll keep it in mind,” I tell her.“Thank you,” she says. Stella , my assistant, chooses that time to walk in.“I forwarded the emails like you instructed Nathan ” she says, and I smile.“Thank you,”“You’re welcome,” she replies.“Please, I’d like you to show Mrs. Wilson our latest collections. She can choose any one of her choices, and the bill is on the house,” I relay to Stella. She nods as I give her the instructions.“Okay.”“Mrs. Wilson , please, Stella will take care of the rest,
Monday sounds fine. I’ll just get my stuff here,” I tell him.“That’s not a problem. I’ll just get a few things moved around and arrange for my things to be shipped here. I’ll just ask my friend Bekah to arrange something for me,” I tell him.“Perfect We will have to clear a bigger room for you,” I twirl around when I hear my aunt’s voice. A smile lights up my face when I see her approaching with a tray of juice. I stand up eagerly and hurry to assist her.“Thank you, my dear,” she says with all smiles. It’s clear she has been eavesdropping on our conversation. It amuses me that she still wants me around her like I’m the little girl from all those years ago.“You’re welcome, aunt,” I smile before placing the tray on the table. I hand each cup to everyone and take one for myself.“I’m so happy you agreed to stay. We have a lot to catch up on. It’s even better you will be staying here,” she says excitedly. That’s when my uncle’s previous words dawn on me. Surely, they don’t think I’ll s
Married?”“Yes, married. I heard about his engagement some years ago. I assumed he would be happily married with kids by now,” I say.“Oh, dear, you didn’t hear?” She says, and I give her a puzzled look.“Rosalina, his ex-fiancé, called off the wedding,” she says, and I gape in shock.“What?” I ask in utter surprise.“Yes, she did. It was big news around here.”“Why?” I ask while my mind is racing. Why did I not hear about the broken engagement?“No one knows. There are rumors that Rosalina broke it off with him with claims that he isn’t the man for such commitment,” she says. I frown. That doesn’t sound like Nathan . I recall how we would always talk about getting married and raising kids.“Wow, I had no idea. It must have been devastating for him,” I say.“That’s what we all thought, but Nathan took it in stride. It didn’t even seem like his engagement was broken. In fact, that year, he started breaking more records with his art. It’s an amazing thing that someone like Nathan is sti