Who want to have babies with you?

Damien throw the empty bottle of red wine to floor and it shattered into tiny pieces just like his life. The thought of hurting Celestine added more to his wounds.

He had no choice but to follow his initial plan. He called Zhavia to his study room because she was in friendly terms with Celestine.

"You called for me sir?"  Zhavia knocked before entering into the room.

"I want you to visit Canada." Damien leaned back on his chair and flip the tickets to her.

"But sir, where will I live? I don't know anyone there." Zhavia freaked out. She thought of countless possibilities. What if Damien had sold her, like other rich families do. They send their servants as a gift. With the mere thought of it, gave her goosebumps.

"You have to take care of Celestine, she is pregnant and can't work alone. Also, don't let her go near any other man." Damien did not care what Zhavia was thinking. His only concern was his woman.

"Sir, how did you found Cele...madam"