Chapter 009 - Bad luck

Chapter 009

Bad luck

Celeste POV

Fiancee? Troy had a fiancee?

"Vivienne, you're back?" Troy's voice was now calm, he couldn't face me and I was confused.

"I asked who the fvck this bvtch is." Her eyes peered into mine and I was getting offended by how she spoke to me.

"I'm an employee." I responded sharply and stood up but she noticed the shirt on me and scoffed.

"Employee? You mean a cheap whore sleeping with a CEO to get rich." As soon as she said this, everything broke.

"Vivienne, that's enough. I will not tolerate this attitude of yours for my guest. Do you think you can just barge into my house without prior notice?" He raised his voice, none of it mattered to me anymore so I slowly stood up.

Guest? Of course I'm a guest, I'm the shameless woman who got so comfortable in her boss's home, I must've lost the plot.

"Are you defending her? I'm your fiancee Troy, why do I need an invitation to be in my fiancee home? And you're cheating on me with this slut?"

"I'm not cheating on you, she's married. She's just my guest." When he said this, everywhere went quiet and I knew it was a queue to leave so I headed to the door with my face down but she grabbed my wrist.

Guest? I was just a guest, he specified that I was married knowing fully well I was going to be divorced.

"Why do your guest have your shirt on?" She asked and I yanked my hand away forcefully.

"I don't care what is on between you couples but don't drag me into this." I said my piece and walked to the door.

"Celeste..." I heard the faint call of his voice but I couldn't think of going back, not for any reason.

"Madam..." Maria saw me and immediately led me into the room.

"Did you meet lady Vivienne?" She asked, her small face looking worried. I tried to process everything, how I never knew about this so called woman.

"This woman, she seems to be the CEO's fiancee."

She let out a small exhale before pointing at a picture on the wall.

"Master Troy has been betrothed to her the moment he was born, it was a suffocating strain on him but he had no choice. Rejecting lady Vivienne is equivalent to going against his family and giving up everything he has worked for." She explained intensely and it made sense, rich people do have problems of their own.

"She seems in love with him, why is it a strain?" When I asked this, Maria stood up and folded her arms.

"Love? I think obsession is the right word. She has always followed him around, she made sure he never had female friends and anyone who got too close? She either got rid of them or paid them off. In high school, she was called a witch for being too obsessed with him." She laughed explaining and I couldn't help but think of how much she would've been shocked when she saw us together.

"He can't seem to love her back though, Master Troy has tried breaking off the engagement several times but she would cry, cause a fuss, threaten him, make everything public just to stop/ him."

"How do you know all of this?" I asked, absent mindedly picking up my phone.

"I've worked for this family since I was born, Master Troy's mother, Madam Theresa brought me in as an infant." She smiled while explaining, it showed how warm she was.

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"Breakfast and is ready and you're all set." Maria said to me as we headed to the dining, I felt relieved after a warm bath that morning.

She pushed the door open and I froze in place.

The woman from yesterday, Vivienne was spoon feeding Troy Anderson breakfast.

They both paused to look at me and Troy immediately adjusted his position like he'd been caught in a crime, I wondered why he did that.

"Good... Morning." I greeted awkwardly, sitting on the chair farthest from either of them.

"Why are you still here?" She blurted out and I dropped the spoonful of food back into the dish.

"Excuse me?" Our eyes met and she smirked.

"I heard you promised to leave when you find a place, are you even searching or do you plan to live here forever?" Her siren voice touched exactly where it had to, Troy looked at me. He seemed guilty, he must've told her about everything.

"We talked about this Vivienne, please stop!" He yelled at her, she seemed cornered. I didn't understand why he would defend me in that way, but I didn't appreciate it, I didn't even need it.

"I will take that into consideration Mrs Vivienne, I promise you won't have to see me again after today." I slowly stood up and picked up my bag.

"What are you talking about?" Troy stood up from his seat but I wasn't ready to even talk to him, it was my fault for using him.

"I appreciate your help so far but I believe we have nothing to talk about Mr president. I will head to work now." I bowed slightly and walked out, I heard his footsteps behind me.

"Let me at least give you a ride." He held my wrist, I had no reason to refuse him. If I did, it would make me seem angry.

He went inside to get ready while I waited at the garage.

"Celeste Jackson." I heard Vivienne say from behind me, something about her just didn't sit with me. I didn't like her, I never did and I never wanted to get on her bad side.

"I know you were unfortunate enough to have ended up with an abusive partner who doesn't care about you but, don't think of Troy as your way out. He's not into fat people like you, he only pities you. He certainly doesn't want someone too big to lift and you? You're not an exception." She scoffed after saying everything but I simply smiled back.

"I understand."

I had been so used to hearing the term big and fat for so long that it didn't seem to cut deep anymore, I only pitied her for loving someone who didn't love her back. She reminded me of myself.

"Shall we?" Troy cuts in from behind, she suddenly grabbed him and hugged him tightly.

"I love you." She mumbled softly and he looked at me but I avoided his gaze.

"I'm late for work."

She watched the car leave the garage and I couldn't help but stare at her through the mirror. Her chilling glare was scary.

"I'm sorry about Vivienne, she's normally not like that but she's going through some--"

"You didn't tell me you were engaged." I cut in and he looked at me, only for a second.

"I didn't think it was necessary and besides, it doesn't change anything."

"It changes everything. If I knew you were engaged, I wouldn't have asked for your help let alone get into your house." I said and the car screeched to a halt.

"I want to help, Vivienne being here doesn't mean anything. I'll protect you, I'm the one who choose to step in and help you out."

"Help? Is my life some sort of charity you're donating money and affection to?"

He fell silent, like he didn't have the right words to respond. I took it as a yes.

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"Thank you for the ride." I stepped out of the car, and he stood next to me, obviously unsure of what to say.

"I'll handle my own problems from now on." I bowed slowly and turned to leave.

"If you need my help, don't hesitate to reach out." He still sounded caring, I hated how I had became drawn to him in a few days.

"That won't be happening." I responded coldy and walked to the elevator, it was about to close when someone stopped it. Stephanie.

She had a low smirk.

"You dumped your husband and now you're latching onto the CEO?" She folded her arms and I didn't plan to give any reaction until she whipped out her phone.

"Guess what? I got a very interesting tip from someone who saw you with the CEO late night driving to his villa."

I didn't believe it until she held the phone in my face.

I was smiling in the picture, anyone would misunderstand that.

"I understand you're trying to leave your husband but how could you cheat on him?"

"That's not true!" I lost my cool and she liked it, I was started to get terrified again.

My bad luck rubbed off again, I didn't just get into trouble. I dragged the CEO into something that would cause a scandal, a a stain.

"Guess what Celeste? Once this post gets out? You won't just lose your job, you'll lose everything you have."