"Let me guess, that's 'Unity' by Alan Walker".
Clarisse looked up to see the new maid, " You're humming Unity by Alan Walker right?", " Yes", she nodded slightly, " Didn't know you know the song", " I love it, there are some songs I can relate to, and they're my best songs", she said spreading the panties and the new maid assisted her, " thank you", " It's nothing, my name is Abigail", " That's a nice name, can I call you Abby?", She asked sweetly, " I'd love that", Abigail grinned, " whose panties are these?", " Alice's panties", " You wash it with the washing machine right?", " No, she does not like that", " Huh? She does not like it? But yet she can't even wash her panties?" Abby scoffed disgustedly, "If I'm the one, I'll tear off three out of it and tell her It was a mistake." Clarisse chuckled, "That's too bad, I can't do that", " Why? You have nothing to lose", " Maybe, but I can't let anything hinder my wedding; I just have two more days; I've endured it for years, I can't risk ruining this lifetime opportunity." Abby's heart sank upon hearing that, does she just call that nightmare a lifetime opportunity? No, dear, if anything, you should ruin it with all you've got. She wished she could tell her but her eyes only got teary with her lips sealed. Clarisse saw the teary eyes and smiled patting her shoulder. " You should be happy with me friend". Did she just call her friend? It's even more tempting to tell her everything. " Why should I be happy?", " Because after a suffering is a fairy tale", she said and giggled, " A fairy tale?", " Yes, though I do feel like novels exaggerate, they are fictitious but tempting, some times we would wish to be in that position, where there will be a prince in shining armor coming to rescue a lady in distress, and in novels it's always a billionaire marrying a lady in distress in an arranged marriage, you know the case of marrying someone you've never met, but turn out to be the person you need most in your life, becomes your shield and land, the warm embrace you've always wanted, that comfort zone, my life is going in that direction, I can't ruin". She said with a smile and teary eyes, but Abby started crying; she pulled her closer and embraced her warmly, hoping this was the embrace she was talking about cause the fairy tale she was expecting was never coming. She wanted to tell her that the person coming was not a prince but a sex offender. Clarisse broke the hug, "Stop feeling so emotional; I know you're happy for me," she said and picked up the next cloth to spread when a jotter fell, and Abby picked it up for her. She saw some drawings and exclaimed, " Did you draw these?", Feeling amazed as she flipped the pages, " Yes, they are dresses", " I can see that, they look so beautiful", she said, " you're talented, never knew you were a fashion designer", " That's my little secret", " Have you sew any?", " I don't have a machine so I use a needle and thread and it takes time", " Have you sew any?" she, She repeated eagerly waiting for what she wanted to hear", " Yes but", " Where's it?", " I can't show you", " Why?", " I use needle and thread so... it's not looking so good". Abby wrapped her arms around her hand, grinning and very curious to see the dress; her instinct was telling her the dress would be breathtaking with what she had seen in the drawings, but Clarisse was hesitating. " Show me! Show me! Show me!", She cried causing Clarisse to giggle. " I guess you're making friends and getting stupid". The rude and angry voice of Alice ruined the moment and they immediately come back to their senses. They let go of each other and face her with their head bowed. " Seeing two stinky rats together is not bad after all but not when you've got to pick my dress", she yelled and took a step after the other to her, she stepped hard on Clarisse's toes causing her to winced, "You know who I hate most, freeloaders like you who are utterly useless", she whispered into her ears before turning sharply at Abigail, " And you? What are you waiting for? Get out of my sight", " Yes, ma'am", she said and hurried away, gritting her teeth. Clarisse swallow hard, blinking her eyes countless times. Alice was about to turn away when she saw the jotter and picked it up. Clarisse's heart began to beat fast, getting anxious, and watched fearfully as Alice flipped through the pages, and she could see the look of disgust on her face. " Is this what you've been using your time for?", She glared at her, and quickly Clarisse dropped her head shaking and praying Alice didn't tear the book, " I asked you a damn question", she fired, " N..no". Scoffing, " I've never felt ridiculous as much, can't believe a piece of trash can make me speechless, I get that you don't know how making money feels like or know what money is, if not you won't waste my father's money on a trashy stuff, did you know how much this cost?", she suddenly yelled startling her. It's not from your father, that was the jotter from my Dad, it was one of my gifts for my 12th birthday. Clarisse said in her mind. Alice hit her on the head with the jotter with every word she said, "If a beggar and a homeless trash like you did not even know anything, you should at least know that it's bad to waste someone's hard-earned money on a trashy stuff like this". And with that, she dropped it into the soapy water. " No oo," Clarisse screamed as she quickly fell on her knees and removed the book, wiping the water off with her dress, but they'd almost gotten fully soaked. Seeing her helplessness Alice felt satisfied and walked away, " I'm giving you two minutes to meet me in my room, you're dead if you made me get to the party late". Clarisse wept as she kept trying to wipe the water but two of the drawings had already been ruined. " No oo", she sobbed, spreading them on the lawn and hoping the sun would dry them without them getting ruined and running off to Alice's room. " I'm Sorry," Abby sobbed in guilt; she was watching everything happening and was overwhelmed with guilt; she felt it was her fault for letting the jotter get seen. " I should do something," she said to herself, " I should help her; I can't let her get married to that monster; I should do something to help her."Expensive cars worth millions kept pulling up in front of the venue, one of which Alice alighted from in magnificent glory, dressed in a black short gown, tight and showing her curves and cleavage, and a black stiletto, her smooth and black hair was left unpack, falling over her shoulder, her neck was accompanied by a silver necklace and diamond earrings, and her fingers clutched around her purse, she looks so breathtaking and every guys and guards she walked by turned to take another look at her, drooling and tripping. She was a very beautiful lady. She walked into the venue, looking through the area full of heirs and heiresses. The party was made for elites only, sons and daughters of millionaires and billionaires, and the venue was decorated accordingly. The venue was spacious, the tables and chairs were well decorated and arranged neatly, and the aroma of expensive meals filled the air, along with juices and alcohols of all kinds, the decorated area adorned the sprawling garden,
It was finally the day; Clarisse quickly did her chores so she could get ready for the wedding. She woke up as early as possible, and with the help of her colleagues, she was able to finish the chores early, and they helped her pack her few belongings. She was looking so excited, finally breaking off from prison called home, and from Patricia's claws, happy and bright days seemed to be smiling at her. She closed her eyes as she felt the makeup brush dancing on her face. " Dad, Mum", she called in her mind, " thought you had forsaken me, I'm sorry for having the thought of you hating me, I know you're watching over me right now, your daughter is about to get married, I'm finally leaving this dungeon, I don't know what my future says nor do I know what it holds, but I believe I'm finally going to have the cause to smile, have a deep sleep and rest, and I hope my husband is handsome", she giggled in her mind causing her to smile. Patricia scoffed on seeing her smile, "Can you haste
The wedding was finally over; following Victor to his home, which was just a few steps away from his family house, she trailed behind him like a shadow, silent and submissive; the air was heavy with a sense of dread, and she could feel her heart beating like a caged bird. Her gaze was fixed on the floor, afraid to meet his eyes, for fear of what she might see in them. Victor halted when they got to the sitting room; he pulled off his suit and smashed it hard on the floor, yelling loudly and startling her. His face was a mask of anger, twisted into a snarl of hate. His eyes blazed with a furious intensity, like two coals in a dying fire. He loathed his new bride with every fiber of his being, resentful of the marriage and the trick pulled on him, he felt stupid and humiliated. As he led her into their home, he felt his rage rise like a tidal wave, threatening to wash away any shred of humanity that remained in him. " When do you plan this?", She could hear the hatred in his voice
Just as the family wanted, Clarisse became invisible; she doesn't go out from morning till night, and the only time she goes to fetch food is at midnight, knowing that's the time with the highest probability that she wouldn't come across any of them. She avoids Victor the most, sleeps all the couch every night, and vanishes into the store room very early in the morning so he won't see her as he ordered, she would come out of the store room or closet after she confirmed he had left for work and when it's 12 in the night, she switched off all light as instructed of him so he wouldn't see her when he comes back. She kept living like this for about two weeks until one night. A night she would never forget. Victor was having a nice time in the club with Klaus, enjoying the feeling of the women's bodies around him, he was having a blast when he sighted a figure that resembled that of Alice. He pushed one of them off him and quickly stood up, following the figure whose arms were wrapped aro
(A month later) The Percy family stood around the hospital bed; Ashley sat beside their grandfather, tending to him and changing the stockings. He was rushed to the hospital due to a heart attack, and his son and grandchildren all stood beside him, looking sad. " How are you feeling now?" " Very bad, I feel like I'm about to die", " Stop saying that", Chris and Ashley said almost shouting, " You're not going to die, and stop scaring us", Chris mumbled but he heard, " It's the truth, and let me see my grandchildren before I die", " There's no way you'll see your grandchildren before you die", " Gael!!", They screamed his name and Chris hit him hard behind the neck, " Ouch! Why do you hit me?", " Say something like that again and I'm going to break your head", " Not like I'm not telling the truth", he grumbled, "At least let me attend my grandson's wedding before I die", " I'm always ready to get married, grandfather; mum is the one delaying". The grandfather
Clarisse's eyes flickered, moving slowly on the bed, her eyes opened to see the white ceiling, and the smell around was familiar, she looked around to see the drip being passed to her." You're in the hospital", she heard a feminine voice say, " Fainting around on the street like a homeless cat, I don't know what rumor you're trying to spread, that we're maltreating you?", Bree said irritatedly. Clarisse turned to look at her, she was the only one present with her in the dimly lit hospital room.Bree wanted to say something when the doctor came in." How are you feeling? Mrs Arthur?".Mrs Arthur? That sounds odd and a reminder she's married to the Arthur's family which she doesn't like." Can..you...just call me... Clarisse?", Her weak voice said," Oh, okay, how are you feeling? Clarisse?"," Weak, I feel so weak"," That's understandable, you've shown all symptoms of Malnutrition and that's not good considering the position you were in?"," Position? What position?", Bree asked mov
One of the maids looked around mindfully before entering the Lamborghini car, slamming the door carefully, she bowed after sitting beside the woman reeking of wealth and authority, sitting next to her in a privilege she might never get in her lifetime again." Good afternoon, Ma'am"," Good afternoon, how's it?"," They've changed the woman your son is getting married to"," What?! What do you mean by that?"," Apparently, their biological daughter turned down the proposal of marrying your son, ma'am".Sharon scoffed and laughed, " I'm damn sure it's because of the rumors, no offense, that makes it perfect, I was never in support anyways, thanks for your hard work"," But"," But?"," Yes ma'am, he's still going to marry from their family"," What do you mean?"," I told you they've changed the daughter he's marrying"," Oh yeah, I forgot you said that which other daughter do they have?"," Mr. Ferdinand's brother's daughter, he's her new father since her parents died"," From the inf
" Huh? What happened to your dress?", Ashley was surprised to see her mother's dress changed, " but I must say, this one looks better and more beautiful, who's did it for you?", She asked admiring the dress," My daughter in law"," No way!", She chuckled, " wow! Can't believe that big head's wife-to-be will be someone with a skill, a nice skill"," I was surprised too", she relaxed back on the couch, dropping her purse beside her and kicking the heels off. A maid quickly came forward to pack it and take it to the room where it belonged." But why is your mood sour, is she not beautiful? don't worry, your son is a heavenly god, his handsomeness alone is enough so worry not, they won't give you ugly grandchildren"," It's not that"," Then what is it?"," I was angry when I saw her"," Why?"," The way she looks broke my heart into pieces, I was so angry that I wanted to yell at her and ask why is she not taking care of herself"," I don't understand"," I don't know, what did that fam