"Always keep in touch with me, aunt. Mum got me a phone" She showed Maria her iPhone seven plus.
"I will. Behave over there, remember all what I told you. Don't stress your mum, okay" Maria stoked her hair.
"okay."
"We will be fine. Take good care of yourself" Beatrice said as she hugged Maria .
They were ready to leave for the airport. Tears gathered Trisha' eyes, she didn't want to leave Maria.
"It's just for a couple of months, everything will be fine" Maria assured her.
"Goodbye!"
**Beatrice and Trisha stepped out of the plane. She looked around. Never did she thought she would come back to France, her plan was to live happily in London.She would try her possible best to avoid trouble while in France.
"Wow! The airport here is also beautiful!" Trisha screamed happily.
"Yeah. There are lots of good places here in France, don't worry I will take you to some pl
The next day, Trisha woke up and the first thing that came to her mind was her phone. Beatrice had opened an Instagram account for her and because of the beautiful pictures she had been posting, many people followed her.She saw that Beatrice was awake, and was busy with her laptop. 'It's so early and mummy is working, she didn't sleep early last night. She's overworking all because of me' she thought as she stared at Beatrice.Beatrice was sitting on the other side of the bed, her back was facing Trisha. She needed to finish the presentation before meeting her business partner."Bonjour maman (Good morning, mum)" Day by day Trisha was trying her best to learn French.Beatrice turned, she smiled and replied, "Good morning, baby. Come give mummy a good morning peck."Trisha shifted to meet her, and then pecked her cheeks. "Mum, do not stress yourself......Let's go on a mummy and daughter day out" Trisha screamed happily
Beatrice couldn't hide her smile as she watched Trisha twirling in front of the dressing mirror."This gown look nice, momma. I love it!" She screamed happily in her little angelic voice."Do you want to know the price?" Beatrice asked, still smiling."Don't tell me it cost you a lot" Trisha gasped."It's okay, baby. After all, it is my greatest joy to see you looking like a diva"."I look like one? Thank you!".Trisha was putting on the black turtle neck gown that Beatrice bought in London, it back was opened a little bit. It was so long that it was covering her feet.'This gown is covering my leg chain. Next time I will tell mummy not to buy me such long gown' She thought to herself.Her hair wasn't packed together, it fell on her shoulders.Beatrice was also dressed in a gown, but hers was blue and short. It brought out her curves, it was a sleeve hand. Mother and daughter really looked cute.
Trisha whispered something to Beatrice's ear. At first, Beatrice was shocked at how she knew, but later she summoned courage and walked to meet Brandon that Trisha had pointed at."Mr Emerson, I didn't know we'd meet up here. I am Beatrice, the representative Clark sent" She introduced herself and stretched her hand forward for a handshake and smiled.Brandon was... Flabbergasted was an understatement.The last time he saw her was in London, he didn't think that he would see her again. But she was working as a waitress when he saw her, how come she now works for a big company?.She was looking more beautiful than ever, everything about her screamed a strong woman. Her smile was still the same, her curves revealed more than ever.When Brandon saw her, he now realized why the face of the little girl looked familiar. Seeing the little girl called Beatrice 'Mummy' he needed no one to tell him that the gir
Sarah's hands fisted in anger, if Trisha wasn't a little girl, Sarah would have dealt with her seriously - no one messes with an agent and go free."Sarah, please excuse us. I will call you when I need you" Brandon sent her out, in order to avoid more problems.Sarah angrily walked out, leaving Trisha to feel victorious.The atmosphere of the office became tense, Brandon didn't know if he should talk about the past or if he should talk about business.Beatrice on the other hand didn't like the atmosphere, she didn't like the way he was staring at her, she knew Brandon wanted to say something to her, so she quickly spoke up. "Mr Emerson, is this a staring competition?...We've been partnering with your company for a long time, and now we've decided to invest more. But firstly, I want to see te book of account, to know what the company uses money for".Brandon was bemused at how Beatrice became so strong. The Beatrice he
Tina was broken. Ever since Beatrice left she had felt so lonely and down, and now that she's seen Beatrice she still felt down. Maybe because Beatrice ignored her.She had studied medicine and on the day of her graduation she patiently waited for Beatrice's arrival, but she didn't show up. She had posted it around all social media platforms that she'd be graduating soon, hoping Beatrice would see it and show herself. When Beatrice didn't show up, they thought she was dead.Her phone rang, bringing her out from her thought. She picked the call and placed the phone on her ear."Hello"."Your patient is behaving strange. Please come fast" The caller spoke fast.Tina hung up, she looked at her parents and walked out of the office."She hates us now.... Beatrice hates us now, and it's all because of you!!" Mrs Helen yelled at her husband, and then stormed out of the office.Brandon was outside the offic
Mia had so many questions to ask Beatrice, she couldn't do that in the presence of the child."Puis-je te parler en privé" Mia asked. It was French, and it meant (Can I talk to you in private).Beatrice nodded. "Trisha, I will be back" She said to Trisha."Okay mum..." Trisha then turned to Mia. "Can I do a video with you" She pouted."Not now, dear. I will come back, okay" Mia told her, and she nodded.Beatrice and Mia walked out of the room, they went to the bar section and sat down there. Some of Mia's bodyguards were outside the hotel room guarding Trisha. While the others were with them.They didn't even order for a drink. Mia couldn't hold back her questions, she didn't want to wait."It's so unbelievable to see you. I mean, everyone thought you were dead. But only one person didn't believe it, he still had hope that you were alive" Mia said."Hope? Did the person believe in me t
Brandon couldn't stop thinking about what Mia told him. He couldn't believe he has a daughter.The door to his office opened, and Beatrice walked in with Trisha."Good morning Mr Emerson" Beatrice greeted him and sat down.He was too speechless to say a word, his gaze was fixed on the little girl whom was eating some chips.He didn't move his gaze away from her, he couldn't believe the little pretty girl was his child. His first fruit.Beatrice noticed that he was staring at Trisha. She understood everything. She knew Mia must have told Brandon about everything.Either way, she was ready to fight for her daughter.Trisha lifted her head up, only to find him staring at her."What is it!" She snapped at him.Beatrice almost chuckled."Beatrice, I want to talk to you in private" Said Brandon."I can't leave my baby girl. Say what you want to say, I still have an appointment later"
She cleared her throat and walked closer to him."What are you thinking about?" She asked in the most sweetest voice ever.Brandon lifted his head up to stare at her. He held back the tears threatening to fall from his eyes. No matter how hard he tried to deny it, it was still obvious he loved her."You are here? Please cancel all my meeting for the day, I am tired, I need to go home" He said."But..okay" Sarah wanted to ask why, she wanted to question him, but she stopped herself."If you need angry else, please let me know" She smiled at him and walked out.She headed to the restroom. There, she brought out her phone and dialed her dad's number."Hello dad""Sarah, how are you?" He asked from the other line."Not fine. Everything isn't going as planned...Brandon is just so hard to get. Dad, we need another plan" She replied."Mirabel made me realised something. What worth