Hiding the truth

I sat on the bed and thought about the dinner. I've read in billionaire novels, how they have feast all day for no reason. I mean, probably there will be many dishes like, meat balls, mashed potatoes, boiled egg, ham, bacon, sausages, chicken soup, duck roast, fried chicken, gravy, ramen and maybe Hawaiians famous dishes, poi, Loco moco, poke and at the end a tasty dessert.

God!! My mouth instantly watered just by thinking about the dishes I'm gonna taste tonight.

I got up from the bed and made my way downstairs, towards the dining area. Haro- I mean Mr Kingston was already sitting on the chair. It was circular wooden table with 5 seats. A beautiful flower vase was placed on top of the wooden table. I pulled a chair across Mr Kingston and sat on it.

Mr Kingston was busy typing something on his phone, completely ignoring me. Daria entered the dining area with a wooden food cart which had two dishes and a jug of fruit juice and another jug of water. She placed the two dishes and two jugs on the middle of the table. She placed a plate and a glass on my side and then moved towards King. He kept his phone aside as Daria placed a plate and glass on his side.

Daria walked back towards the food cart and pulled out a spatula and then took a dish from the table. My eyes were fixed on the table.

Only two dishes, nothing more??

I was disappointed, my appetite died due to disappointment. Well, Daria served me the spaghetti, which was on one dish and a sauce, which was on the other dish. Then she served the spaghetti and sauce to king.

I was fiddling with my fork, rolling the noodles as I slowly took glance of Mr Harold Kingston. He was quietly eating his dinner, his eyes fixed on his plate.

Is he allowed to eat dinner with his employees??.

Soon after dinner, I made my way upstairs towards my room and again my mood instantly lit up by seeing my room. I closed the door and jumped on my bed before hugging the pillows.

The mattress is so soft..

Soon sleep engulfed me.

.......

"Tring!! Tring!!"

Ahh!! Who the hell is calling me?

I tilted my head up from the pillow and glanced over the nightstand, where my phone was placed. I sat straight on my bed and rubbed my eyes before stretching my arms. I checked the time in the wall clock and it was eleven in the morning. Small streaks of sunlight were penetrating through some parts of the large window which was not covered by the grey curtains.

I yawned and took my phone from the nightstand, it was Kate, voice calling me through my social media account.

"Hello?" My voice was damn groggy.

"Oh!! Naomi..." her voice was sympathetic. "My sincere condolences to you. I know it's hard for you to cope up with this pain...."

What is she blabbering??

"Where are you?" I cut her off as I yawned again and snapped my fingers infront of my mouth.

"I'm heading back to home from office with Zach."

What??

Oh I totally forgot, Hawaii is six hours back from New York..

"But today is Sunday?"

"Ugh!! Don't remind me, that stupid VP made us work on Sunday for our next campaign saying that we were out of time." Irritation was laced on her voice.

Glad I'm here...

"How was off-" she cut me off as her voice suddenly turned sympathetic.

"I know it's hard for you, finally you got to see your parents and.." She paused

Parents??

What is she talking about??

And what's with this people nowadays, pausing... pausing...pausing.

".....your dad..."

Again paused..

Aggh!! These pauses are driving me insane.

"What happened to my dad?" I snapped angrily.

"Are you drunk?" She snapped back.

"No, why?"

"Your father died and you're asking me what happened to him." I gasped at her words.

Within a second, I got up from the bed and started pacing back and forth. Long gone was my sleepiness as panic surged through every veins in my body. My hands shivering.

"WHAT?!!" I screamed like a banshee, through my phone.

"When? Where? How?" I cluchted my phone harder to stop my hand from shivering.

"Are you really drunk?" She exasperated.

"Today morning VP informed us about your dad's death and how you need time to heal and about your one month leave. I can't believe you won't be here for one month. Oh girl!! I'm missing you so much. By the way, where are you now?" She asked.

"I'm in...." I paused.

Damn, even I paused.

I can't tell her about my whereabouts, if I did, probably even I'll join my dad inside the coffin..

So...

I disconnected the call and threw my phone on bed. I couldn't believe that dad was no more, my eyes welled up. I have to go to Florida and attend dad's funeral and see how mom is doing.

How can mom be so cruel, I know their angry with me but how couldn't she call me just to inform about dad. I clearly remember writing my new number at the end of the letter while leaving the house secretly. Till now she didn't call me, I've been waiting for their call but they never did. She had the nerve to call my office and inform but not me.

But now immediately I have to ask a permission from king to allow me to go to Florida..

I reached the door and was about to turn the door knob, when something dawned on me.

Wait..

How come mom knows where I work?

Because I never told them about my job nor did they call me and asked me about it..

But how?

Kate's words came ringing onto my ears. 'Today morning VP informed us about your dad's death and how you need time to heal and about your one month leave.'

Then suddenly I remembered the conversation I had with Mr Kingston.

'How long I have to stay here?'

'Until the case closes down.'

'And when will the case close down?'

'Within a month.'

'And what about my job...um as you know....your my boss.'

'Don't worry Miss Nolan, I'll take care of it.'

As realisation dawned on me, I was shaking, shaking with rage. I was furious.

That freaking prick..

How dare he?

That bastard..

How dare he inform that my father was dead, who was indeed alive..

I know my father kind of abandoned me but I still love him. No matter what.

Harold freaking Kingston, now you're gonna face Miss Nolan's wrath..

Get ready..