LOGIN“I'm sure you already know what that means right?”
“Speak to Peter about it”, Josephine said.
“We both know Peter doesn't have enough funds. His brother has access to loads of it and my son has almost…nothing.”
“That's not Lucas’ fault”, Josephine said.
“It is”, Mandy snapped back.
“Lucas does not want to share the property with his brother. And what's the excuse? That he's going to get an heir who will manage everything.”
“And he will”, Josephine said, trying to suppress her fury.
“When will he get an heir? It's been over four years of marriage. The least he can do is to split the property into half with his brother…or better still, let his brother have it all.”
“Never!”.
At this point, Josephine was clearly furious.
Daisy knew what that meant for her.
She was always at the receiving end of Josephine's wrath.
Her stomach turned and twisted as she sat with her head lowered to the ground out of shame.
Just then, Josephine's phone rang.
She stepped aside to answer the call and the anger on her face suppressed quickly.
She returned and cleared her throat before speaking,
“I'll speak to Lucas and he'll release funds to Sarah.”
Everyone was shocked.
Who called Josephine and what did the person say to make her soften up quickly?
Daisy arched her brows as she thought about this.
She knew Josephine too well.
So after Mandy, Sarah and her son left, she went upstairs to change into her casual outfits and stripped herself of the jewelry she wore to impress them.
Afterwards, she stood nearby in case Josephine called her.
She was not sure what had happened but she knew something was up.
“Daisy, prepare something lovely for dinner.”
“Okay mum”.
She walked into the kitchen utterly confused.
In the morning, her mother-in-law was so furious that she did not even respond to her greeting.
To top it all, Mandy had reminded her of living without an heir.
There was no reason to be happy but she was and this made Daisy scared.
But she still carried out her tasks with the assistance of Marilyn, the head chef in the Miller mansion.
When Lucas arrived, he beamed with joy.
He even bought a box of chocolate on his way home.
‘Maybe he signed a good deal’, Daisy thought to herself as she went in to serve dinner.
“Feel free to join us on the table”, Lucas said and his mother shot him a suspicious look.
But he insisted.
On the dining table, they all ate in silence.
Daisy was just happy to be there.
The last time she sat with just the two of them was on her first wedding anniversary.
After that day, no one asked her to come join them unless guests were present.
Josephine cherished the Miller reputation.
So much so that she was willing to pretend in front of the world that she loved Daisy.
“You can pack up the dishes”, Lucas said after they had their meal.
“And go to your room afterwards. There's no need to wash the dishes. One of the servants will handle it”, he added.
Daisy stood rooted in her spot…shocked by Lucas’ words.
She finally came to her senses when Josephine snapped her fingers, signalling her to leave.
‘Is Lucas a changed man?
Maybe he feels bad about everything. Or…’
She stopped her thoughts immediately.
‘No. No,’ she muttered to herself.
‘I don't think that's it’.
Lucas was never nice to her even though he wanted to assert his rights on her as her husband.
He only saw her as a tool for pleasure and the minute he was done with her, he would kick her out of his room.
It was her new normal and she had long gotten used to it.
But this new behavior surprised her.
Meanwhile, in the living room, Lucas and his mother were having a conversation.
Daisy tried to hear what they were speaking about but it was to no avail.
When she had gone to her room, Josephine turned to her son,
“Daisy is gone now so we can speak freely.”
“The lawyer called while Mandy was here and he reminded me of the clause in your father's will”, she added.
Lucas chuckled, “Don't worry about all of that.
In a few days, you'll experience the happiest day of your life and everything will be sorted.”
“I can't wait to see what surprise you have for me. A surprise that made you treat Daisy kindly? Must be worth it”, she smirked.
“You have to treat her right too. That's all I need you to do and I'll handle the rest”, he said.
Daisy, in her room, kept turning on her bed. She could barely get any sleep.
Her mind kept spiralling at the thought of everything that happened throughout the day.
She woke up shortly after getting into bed.
Her head ached terribly but there was no water in her room.
She stood to get some from downstairs but as she was about descending, she heard giggles from Lucas' room.
It was too late for Lucas to be up and he always hated the idea of answering calls at midnight.
‘Who could he be talking to?’ Daisy wondered as she got closer to the door.
She pushed the door open slowly so as to not make a sound.
The little space allowed her to see enough of what was happening.
Inside, Lucas seemed to be on a video call and the voice that came through the other end was a lady's.
Neither of them were audible enough.
But his phone's screen cast a soft glow of light on his face and it made it clear as day that he was genuinely happy and invested in whatever he was discussing.
Daisy's blood boiled with jealousy but she dared not to cross her boundaries and step into the room…especially not without permission.
All she could do was return to her room and cry.
Her tears came from a place of loneliness.
She was married yet felt single…even worse because her family had severed all ties with her.
And they did not want to see her.
Not even once.
She cried herself to sleep and did not realize how late it was when she woke up.
The sun had fully announced its presence in the room.
‘Oh no! It's a quarter past nine!’, Daisy exclaimed, running into the bathroom to quickly shower.
“Good morning mum. Sorry, I overslept”, she said upon sighting Josephine in the conservatory.
“It's fine. Come let's bask in the sun together. Lucas stepped out and I'm bored.”
Daisy looked around, wiping her eyes.
She was not sure if she heard her mother-in-law right.
“Come and sit here”, Josephine said, tapping the soft cushion next to her.
Daisy did as she was told and did her best to stay in her limits by not starting a conversation.
They sat in absolute quietness until one of the helpers came in and told Josephine that Lucas had returned and he wanted to see her.
“Let's go inside”, Josephine told Daisy whose expression remained that of unease throughout.
She followed her mother in law but her eyes could not believe who she saw in the sitting room.
Lucas had company.
And it was the model, Nina Cyrus.
“When did I say it's my father's house?” Andrew quizzed. Nina remained quiet. He bit from the apple and drank from the glass of milk before speaking again. “I've noticed how your behavior has changed since you saw me. What's the matter?” Nina walked past him and poured herself a glass of water. She turned to leave when Andrew said something that made her stop in her tracks.“Walk out of that door ignoring me and I'll tell your brand new husband more than he needs to know.” Nina turned to face him. She looked like she would pounce on him. Her eyes darkened.She took the first step towards him, then a second and third, until she was a few inches away. “Are you threatening me? Threatening me so early in the morning?” “You know I don't threaten people. I talk and I get the job done. You know this very well.” “Fine. What exactly are you going to tell Lucas? Tell me. I want to know.” “You can always find out when he confronts you.” Nina dropped the glass on the table. It almos
In the Miller mansion, Andrew was seated in the living room while Nina, Lucas and Josephine went upstairs to freshen up. Josephine joined him shortly to keep him company while they waited for the couple to join them.She tried to keep the conversation light until her son and Nina returned. Upstairs, Nina was taking out night gowns from one of her suitcases. She was yet to unpack her things into the closet and as a model, she had quite a lot of belongings. “You look good in the bathrobe and you smell even better”, Lucas teased..“I could have you for dinner.” He stepped closer to her from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist. But Nina freed herself. Lucas stepped closer again and placed a kiss on her cheek. “Are you upset with me?” Nina raised her white pajamas and took off her bathrobe.She looked at Lucas through the corners of her eyes.He swallowed hard at her glistening body, itching to have her. She rolled her eyes and put on her clothes in a rather slow movement
“Are you going to stay up like this or do you want to talk?” “Talk about what exactly?” “Anything. We could perhaps start from what's going through your mind.” He handed her a hot cup of tea, with another in his left hand. “Thanks.” “Now tell me, what are you thinking about?” “Nothing. A lot has happened in the past few days and I'm still trying to process everything.” “Everything? Or just Lucas' wedding?” Daisy looked at him and lowered her gaze afterwards. She sipped from her cup and sighed. “I'm not bothered by his wedding. He can marry whoever he wants.” “Is that so?” “Yes.”“Then why did you suddenly walk out during the wedding? And why have you been unusually quiet since we returned?” “It's simple. I showed up to the wedding and accomplished what I wanted…Lucas and Josephine were utterly confused and shocked. It felt good to see that. And when it comes to being quiet, I have absolutely nothing to say.” “Really? Then why can't you look me in the eye?” Daisy remain
“The guests are asking for you and Nina looks worried.” “I'll be out soon”, Lucas replied. He had spent so long in the private inner chamber after cutting the cake with Nina in the garden. His smile back then looked forced and he couldn't stand his own pretense so he excused himself. “Let's go now. You've spent over ten minutes here and people are starting to talk.”“Oh mum, this is not the right time to care about who is talking and who is not.” “Then what should I care about? Daisy?” He remained silent. He had so many questions that he needed answers to. “I asked you something. If this isn't the right time to care about what people say then should we care about Daisy?” He was still silent. “Listen up, Lucas!” Josephine held him by his shoulders. “You will go out there and you better straighten up and smile. You're not the only one with questions but we have a reputation to protect. Plus, your wife needs you out there.” She turned to leave but stopped at the door.“If you
The chauffeur did as he was told and in approximately twenty minutes, they arrived at the venue. The space felt like a secret garden pulled indoors. The walls were washed white, and everything else softened against them. The light wasn’t bright; it came from strings of tiny bulbs that were draped above, and from candles that sat in clear glass holders on every surface. There were only 15 to 20 chairs, so you could actually see everyone. They were arranged in loose rows. Each seat had a white cushion tied with a thin pink ribbon. Between them, low tables held small bouquets: white roses, and blush pink peonies in simple ceramic vases. The color was everywhere but gentle. Pink linen napkins were folded on white plates at the side. Pink sheer fabric drifted from the ceiling and caught the light. White petals were scattered across the floor in a narrow path, leading to a simple backdrop of white drapery with pink florals pinned at one corner.At the front, under that backdrop,
“So what do I do now? I can't run a company. I've never run one before.” “I know and I've made sure you'll get all the help you need.” A little smile spread across Daisy's face. But she noticed Marcus’ facial expression had changed. “What's the problem?” “I have something else to ask you. But I need to know if you trust me.” “What do you have to tell me?” “I'll let you know but first, tell me…do you trust me?”“Of course, I do. I trust you more than I trust myself.” Her words eased Marcus. His posture became relaxed and he looked Daisy in the eye. “You'd come along to the wedding with me…won't you?” “I will.”“Promise me you won't change your mind.” Daisy frowned. Marcus barely asked her to make promises. Without a second thought she agreed. “I promise to accompany you to the wedding on Saturday and I won't back down. I even promise to make you proud.” Marcus looked at her and her warm smile made him feel extremely good. “Thanks, D. You're the best. But remember, you've







