My steps felt unsteady as I returned to the table but I managed to keep myself from falling. He was sitting there, immersed in his phone. He seemed to be scrolling through some pages. He acknowledged my presence with a smile and went back to work. I sat down, feeling my heart thumping in my chest. The lady's words haunted my head. Only his mother and I. Did he think of me to be special enough as his mother? Did he really love me? Why would he let me sit in a place he considered to be special? I picked up my fork but my hand refused to hold it still. He looked at me and asked, "are you done?" I felt my brow twitch, "huh? What?" I asked in response, feeling quite nervous. "I just wanted to know if you were done eating. Maybe they could bring in tea and biscuits." He suggested. "Oh yes. I'm done." I managed to bring a smile to my face though I feared my nervousness would reflect through it. He nodded softly and ushered some waiters over. They immediately cleared the table and a
We focused on eating, I was actually looking forward to trying a bit out of everything that was laid out in front of me. I tried not to show the excitement I felt at tasting such good food but I could tell that I failed at hiding it. Momentarily, he would look up at me and smile. A smile that made me feel so weak in the knees. Then he suddenly spoke, making me try to pretend like I had not been staring at him and I was just looking up at him for the first time. "I'm sorry but I couldn't help but to notice, your outfit is very dashing." He said with a gentle smile on his face. I blinked. "My outfit?" He nodded softly. "It is proof that you actually know what you are doing when you give fashion advice. They compliment you so modestly and elegantly at the same time." I felt my cheeks redden. A soft chuckle left my mouth. "Oh... Thank you."He smiled and focused back on his meal. My self confidence that had diminished totally seemed to return before I even realized it. I had felt
THIRD POV Ella felt like she was going to explode with anger. Did they not even care that she could have been hearing their conversation? How could they even keep on plotting with her around the corner?"Do you really think Blaire will come back to me? I doubt that she will." Jacob said worriedly. "You will have to convince her! Don't you know how to be romantic?" His grandmother questioned him. "How to be sweet? Buy her flowers, send her gifts! Be as persistent as a mosquito starving for your blood!" He let out a soft sigh, running his fingers through his hair. "If... If the child is mine and we can somehow convince Blaire to come back to me with our daughter then... What do we do with Ella?" Grandma Penny let out a soft laugh. She walked over to the sofa and sat down. "What do you mean what do we do with her? A visitor will leave will he not? Or does he own the house?" Jacob shook his head, "he doesn't." She smiled. "Ella took on a position that was never hers to keep, when it
THIRD POV Ella felt like she was about to lose her mind. How did things turn out so badly for her so quickly? Now she was trending on the Internet but not the way she would have ever wanted. She paced worriedly in the passage way, biting down on her nails with her other hand fixed on her hip. "Are you foolish?!" She heard a woman's voice yell from the inner room which caused her to flinch. She stood still, frozen in place. That voice was what made her afraid. Jacob's grandmother, Penny, was a very strict woman even in her seventies. She had never really shown affection towards Ella and that made her more worried. "Grandma, it got out of control before I could fix things," Jacob's voice was soft as he spoke, "I really didn't want things to escalate this far but--""But what?!" His grandmother cut him off. "Do you have any idea who Fabian McConnell is? The man alone carries more power than our entire family could ever dream of, not to mention the McConnell's themselves!" She yelle
He walked back over to our table and sat down, a smile on his face. "I'm sorry about that, would you like to hear about it?" I blinked. "Uhm... Sure." "I've been asked to act in a commercial for the Rolls Royce Phantom but I don't really want that kind of attention. I need your advice, what do you think I should do?" He asked me. I batted my lashes confusedly. "What-- me?" I pointed at myself and he nodded. "You want my advice?" "Yeah. What do you think I should do? I want to decline it but they keep insisting. They gave me total control over the planning and strategizing of how the ad will run. "I get to pick the brand of outfits and accessories to use for the ad and I will also decide how it will go. They said it has to be for some reason, if it's not me then they don't want anyone else." I didn't know what to say, how could I give a man like him advice? "I mean... I guess you could do it for them since they are so insistent. They even gave you veto power so you could consider
Scrolling through my phone, I felt so pleased with the news that was released. It made me more happy than when I opened my flagship store.Ella couldn't bring herself to apologize, her pride was bigger than the size of the earth. So the police had to intervene after all. Which made things worse for her. The restaurant wrote a press release about the issue, declaring that the Dickson family as well as the Sylvan family were banned from ever eating at the restaurant again. News spread faster than wild fire. Then it was also published that they were fined five million dollars for defamation of character and were to issue an apology as well. I didn't need their money but it didn't hurt to take from Ella, after everything she had taken from me. "Are you okay?" Fabian's voice pulled me out of my soliloquy and I dropped my phone on the table. He handed me a glass of water to help calm my nerves while our meal was being prepared. Accepting it with a smile, I let him sit down before I s