Chapter Thirty- Eight

I arrived at work unhappily, you should know the reason for that. Now that I think I have finally accepted to be wholly, I prayed he would change into a better person as promised and live happily ever after.

I promise myself not to be dramatic during the whole pregnancy situation, and if Lawson happens to be the father of the child, I will adopt the child if it were mine.

“Rachel, where are you?” Grace is shouting from outside my studio

“ You don't want to answer me right? You'd better come out. I know you are in your office, come out.” She was shouting at the top of her voice outside.

“ Your sister is outside creating a scene, we don't know what the problem was, she doesn't want to come in, but she insists you come outside”. She said hurriedly and left.

I peeked through the blinds and saw her pacing outside the studio, yelling my name loud enough to turn heads across the block.

My hands shook as I grabbed my phone. I don't want any drama from Grace, not today.

I dialled an emergency number and someone answered.

“911, what’s your emergency?” a voice answered.

“There’s a lady outside my studio harassing me and causing a disturbance. She's been shouting for several minutes and refusing to leave.” I reported 

“Is she threatening you or attempting to enter the building?” the voice asked.

I glanced toward the door again. 

“Not yet, but she's scaring my customers,” I responded 

“Officers are on the way. Stay inside and keep the doors locked.” The Instruction was given to remain indoors.

I instructed one of my staff to lock the studio door properly this time and stepped away from the windows, though I couldn’t stop myself from peeking through the blinds every few seconds.

Outside, her voice still echoed down the street. Customers walking past slowed to stare. One woman hurried away awkwardly.

Her phone remained clutched tightly in her hand.

Then, minutes later, flashing blue-and-red lights reflected against the glass storefront.

Two officers stepped out of the patrol car and approached her calmly but cautiously. One spoke while the other stayed alert, scanning the area.

“Sir, we need you to lower your voice and step away from the business.”

At first, she argued loudly, pointing toward the studio entrance.

“I just want to talk to her!”

The officers asked for identification and questioned her briefly about what was happening. Meanwhile, one officer entered the studio to speak with me directly.

“Ma’am, are you okay? Did she threaten you in any way?” he asked.

I explained everything while trying to steady my breathing.

“ She is my sister, she started creating a nuisance immediately when she got here. I don't know what she wants from me that makes her start shouting this morning.

“Yes we had an argument over the phone some days ago, I don't want to have anything to do with her because she is trouble, some,” I explained to the officers.

The officers warned her and told her to leave and never come here again in the future.

They escort her away from the area.

The atmosphere was quiet after she left and I gave a sigh of relief.

I left home with drama, and now she wants to start her own trouble in the shop, no way.

I headed back to my office and discovered my phone was ringing.

“ Hello, it's nothing, it's Grace disturbing the peace of the people around here, I called officers for her already and they escorted her from,here,” Lawson asked what the problem was that made officers come to my studio. I thought someone called him. He sounded like he cared.

I barely dropped the phone when my Mum's call came through.

“ You have proved to us the kinof a child you are, I can't believe you would call police officers for your little sister, you are a disgrGrace Rachel. How could you?” Mum didn't give me any chance to talk before hanging up on me.

The whole situation is tiring, how can Mum just conclude I am the bad person here? She is always not I treated in my own side of the story anytime I have a dispute with Grace but it's fine.

I managed to wait to see the outcome of the service that was rendere our some of our customers at the studio, when the last customer left, I carried my bag and went home exhausted.

“ Caroline, how are you? Hope no problem?” I asked her when I entered.

“ Not at all Ma'am, but the visitor is a bit troublesome.” She complained.

I was about to ask what happened when I saw Sussie open the door to her room.

“ I asked the maid to make my food but she insisted that she shouldn't cook anything for me, why is that?” she asked me.

“ Firstly, I didn't give the order, Lawson did. Secondly, you should be able to do things yourself, you are just a few weeks pregnant not even months.” I corrected her

I was about to go upstairs when I heard Grace's voice outside shouting, then she bade in.

“ You called the officers for me, do you think they will stop me from seeing you forever? You wicked person. How will you accept what your staff said over mine? Your stupid staff made me lose my job, and you want me to keep mute? Never.” She lamented

“ I see, is that why you are ranting up and down? I wasn't behind your predicament, I would believe them over you because I know what you can do, and maybe you should learn how to behave once you get another job, maybe you would be able to keep it next time” I said to her.

“ Don't forget what the officers told you, don't try to act funny or else I will report you once a, ain,” I said and headed upstairs.

“ Who are you and what are you doing here? “ I heard Grace asked Sussie.