Chapter 5

Logan's Pov

“Calm down bro,” I said to Nathan trying to calm him down, not understanding his sudden outburst.

“What problem do you have with the Whites,” I asked looking confused.

“Yes Nathan,” added Grandpa, “what's wrong with the whites”

His anger suddenly changed into a smile though his eyes were visibly still full of anger.

“Nothing Grandpa, but bro am just looking out for you,” he replied trying to hide his displeased tone.

“You know the whites have been our rival in the construction industry for years now, how are you sure that they didn't plant their daughter in your life so as to drag us down?”

“You know misfortune just befell them,” he continued, "they must be looking for who to vent their anger on, they must be seeking revenge.”

If I hadn't asked for the marriage and made her sign, I might have believed my brother.

“Bro I understand where you're coming from,” I replied after a long pause.

“See I trust Emma,” I continued, “and she loves me, so she is not after me for revenge or anything.”

“Also why would she be after me for revenge? It's not like I or my family has anything to do with her family's downfall.” I replied more like asking him a question.

“Well… I mean.. Like you said, we had nothing to do with their downfall, so you are right Logan, it must be true love, no lady can endure you and your arrogant behavior for a month. For her to want to marry you, she must really love you” he concluded, trying to change the topic.

We both laughed it off, “Grandpa I'll be going to bed now,” I said finally done with my meal.

“Alright grandson,” goodnight he replied.

“Goodnight grandpa, good night Nathan.”

I bid them goodnight and went into my room.

I closed the door behind me, went into the shower, took my bath, then I laid on my bed.

It was a day well spent, I thought to myself I inhaled the cold breeze blowing in from the window and soon slept off.

Next morning

I might have slept too long, cause I woke up past 8.

“May I come in Mr Logan,” said a maid, a knock followed.

I opened my eyes gently, the sun was already up and I was still in bed.

I sat up on my bed and stretched my body, yawning loudly.

“Yes, you may come in,” I finally replied.

The door opened gently and Miss Grace came in.

Miss Grace is one of the oldest maids we had in the Carter mansion, she has been like a mother figure to me as she assisted my mum in raising me back then, and since my mum passed ,Miss Grace has tried to fill that void.

“Good morning Miss Grace,” I greeted smiling at her.

“Morning sir Logan,” she responded, “how was your night?”

“It was fine, thanks,” I responded.

“What would you like to have for breakfast?” she asked.

Uhmm scrambled eggs and tea would do.

“Alright,” she responded, “your Grandpa asked after you, he already went out for his weekly checkup.”

“Oh yeah, today's Friday, I guess I'll see him later tonight then.”

“Okay sir Logan, I'll be downstairs in case you need me for anything,” she said and walked out.

I stood up from my bed, went into the bathroom room and switched on the water tub.

I had to get ready within an hour as I had to go over to Emma's place and pick her for shopping, maybe after shopping we could stop for lunch I thought.

The water was overflowing by now, so I switched it off and sat in the water to take my bath.

After ten minutes, I was done bathing, I stepped out of the water, dried myself with a towel, then tied the towel around my waist, walking out of the toilet.

I opened my wardrobe, there were lots of clothes, but for the first time ever I had no idea what to wear.

I wanted something casual and also work oriented as after the shopping and dinner I would also be stopping by at the office for some work.

I brought out a black blazer, a charcoal gray suit and an emerald suit.

For minutes I just stood looking through the clothes not knowing what to wear.

I finally settled for the emerald suit and black pants.

A few minutes later I was climbing down the stairs.

“Good morning Nathan, good morning Julian,” I said, greeting my bro and his wife.

“Morning bro,” answered Nathan while raising his cup to take a sip of tea.

“Morning Logan, how was your night?” asked Julian.

“It was fine, thanks,” I answered Julian.

“Congratulations on your engagement, your brother told me about it.”

“Thanks Julian,” i replied then we continued eating.

After some minutes, I looked at my wrist watch, it was already 5 minutes to 9, and getting to Emma's place should take approximately one hour.

“I have to go now bro,” I said taking a big sip of tea, I picked my phone, stood up and dashed toward the door.

“Alright see you later,” replied Nathan, “bye Logan said Julian,” as I closed the door behind me.

I entered my car and drove out of the compound.

Emma's Pov

At the White's house

I had been waiting for almost 30 minutes now, Logan texted earlier this morning, and asked for my address saying he'll be here by 9, so what was keeping him.

“Did your contract fiance keep you standing,” asked my dad.

I sighed, “Dad I thought we've talked about this.”

“Yes daughter we already did, and I don't have a problem but am just annoyed at Logan Carter for forcing you into doing such a thing.”

“Dad, no one forced me okay, and,”

Before I could complete my words someone drove into our compound.

“You see dad, he was just running late,” I said, defending him.

“I'll get going now,” I said, giving him a peck.

“See you later dear, bye,” he said, waving at me.

I walked outside, what took you so long I asked Logan.

“I have other things to do aside from taking you for shopping,” he replied rudely, “get in,” he said with a commanding tone.

“You are too arrogant,” I said with a hiss and sat in the front seat.

We were silent throughout our drive to the mall.

We entered the mall, and I started shopping. Logan brought me three dresses, all emeralds and asked me to try them all on.

“Anyone that suits you best, you'll wear that cause we are going on a date.”

“On a date, you didn't tell me that,” I protested.

“Well I am telling you now, so just go try the clothes on in the dressing room,” I'll check and pick the best.

“Whatever,” I replied, collecting the clothes and going to try it on.

After a few minutes, I came out in a sleeveless short emerald gown.

“What do you think of this,” I asked.

“Nahh too short,” he replied, taking a look before returning to his phone.

I went back into the dressing room and changed into a long emerald gown, this was actually my style, it was not too exposing and at the same time fitting.

“What about this,” I asked again while walking into the waiting room.

Logan looked at me, but did not respond.

“Hello, I asked how this dress is?"

“You're beautiful, I mean the dress is beautiful,” he said, stuttering.

“I think this is actually better,” he continued, looking at me much longer than the first time.

“Was that a compliment,” I asked, smiling.

“Of course not, I am just saying the dress is beautiful.” he took his eye off me and stood up.

“You won't admit it will you, just say it, I look good,” I teased him as we walked towards the counter.

When we got to the counter, he brought out his card to pay.

“No need Logan, you'll still pay for the lunch so I'll sort this,” I said opening my bag.

Do you recall clause eight, he whispered in my ear.

“What does it have to do with this?” I asked.

“It means, Mrs Carter doesn't pay, I'll take care of all her bills.”

He handed over his black card, and paid for the stuff.

“Thank you.”

He didn't reply.

“You know a, you're welcome wouldn't kill you,”

He ignored me as we walked towards the car, then we drove to where the lunch date or whatever was happening would hold.

“Is this a date,” I asked him while he was driving.

“Well it's not a date, it's just for the paparazzi,” he replied.

“Ohhh I see, also how do you plan on explaining this relationship to the world?” I asked.

“Well I don't know yet, but when we get to that bridge, we'll know how to cross it,” he said, cutting the discussion short.

At the restaurant

When we wanted to enter, Logan suddenly approached the door and opened it for me, gesturing for me to come in.

Likewise when I wanted to sit, I noticed he helped draw the chair out.

“Okay what's going on,” I asked?

“Well look towards your right.”

I looked and I saw some guys with cameras taking pictures of us.

“Ohhh for the media right, I thought as much.”

He called out to the waiter so we could make our order.

Splash…

Someone suddenly poured water on my body.

“How dare you come close to Logan Carter, who the hell do you think you are?” asked a random lady that came out of nowhere.

Logan rapidly stood up from his chair, that his chair scraped loudly against the floor.

“You don't get to disrespect my fiancee lady, who the heck are you,” fired Logan.

For a second there I was stunned by what just happened and Logan defending me.

Could this be his plan to come out as a protective partner or was he really warming up to me?.

Also who was this lady and why did she attack me?.