“Hello, Mrs Davidson. I’m glad to hear from you. Please call me Steven, and may I call you, Marianne… if that’s okay?” said Steven with a very friendly tone.
Marianne clenches her teeth, she knows very well that Steven is
“Honey, how was the rest of your day? I’ve not seen you since this morning,” said Marianne. She had been expecting to talk to him at lunch time. She was a bit surprised when the maid had told them that the men had gone out for their lunch. She wheels herself to her usual place which is the space next to Francois.
“Oh…! Oh my God…!!” muttered Marianne. “I look exactly like my grandfather…! Kenny Jones, you are like the spitting image of your grandfather!”
“So you won’t be coming tonight?” said a dismayed voice of Marianne. She had wanted to discuss a lot of things to Francois. The secret semi-museum room in their bedroom, what Francois knew of her grandfather, did Francois already know that Kenny is related to Marianne and how much does Francois know of the Williams family. Also there is the matter with Steven, when can she invite him as she wants Francois to be there. She feels safer when she is around.
Tuesday at six in the morning, the loud ringing sound of the alarm on the bedside table, woke Marianne up. She reaches out then turns it off. She slowly sat down on her bed and mentally psyching herself “I can do this!” she mutters. She goes to the bathroom and gets herself ready.
Marianne had closed herself inside the room for nearly a whole day, reading all the journals of her ancestors. She is horrified to learn that almost all of them had passed away at a young age and most of them died in mysterious ways.“It seems that the Williams family can easily
“Hi Francois… how are you? I saw you in the news. I didn’t think that the company is in this serious trouble. I wish I could be of help,” said Marianne, feeling guilty. If she hadn’t found out that she is a Williams, then she wouldn’t feel guilty for making Francois do all the hard and important work.
Marianne doesn’t like the way her friends are looking at her at the dining table. All the food had already been brought in, and Mrs Smith as usual, is standing near the door, awaiting if her service will be needed.Marianne looks at Annie, wh
“Ladies and gentlemen… may I present Mr Carl Anderson. He has dedicatedly prepared a song for this awaited wedding day of Marianne and Francois.” Leonna bowed.&n