All Chapters of Pregnant For My Best Friend's Formidable Father : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Kelly confronted Emily

"Honey! I'm waiting for you." Mr. Vincent called from the bathroom. He called Kelly intentionally so Emily would have the chance to leave the room."Yes, baby! "I'm coming," Kelly answered before whispering into the phone in an urgent voice. "Hold on. I will call you back later." Her eyes darted toward the bathroom door as she spoke, ensuring the coast was clear.After talking with the unknown person, she dropped the phone back and went to answer Mr. Vincent. Just as she entered the bathroom and the door clicked shut behind her, Emily rolled out from under the bed. Her body was stiff from being cramped in the darkness. She didn't waste a second. She moved like a ghost, slipping out of the room before the water in the shower could stop running.Getting to her room, she closed the door and crashed on her bed in a mixture of anger and frustration. She buried her face in her pillow to stifle a scream of pure rage. She began to think if Mr. Vincent did all that to frustrate her and make

Domination

"I came here to spend the Christmas holidays with my best friend. I don't know what you are talking about." Emily said as her voice trembled slightly in rage. She gripped the edge of the sofa cushion, trying to keep her posture straight even as Kelly loomed over her like a dark cloud. "I don't care. Just avoid my man, or I will deal with you." Kelly threatened and picked up the remote from the table with a sharp, possessive movement. She didn't even look at Emily as she did it, treating her as if she were a piece of furniture that happened to be in the way. "What are you trying to do?" Emily asked. She sat up straighter, her eyes narrowing as she watched Kelly’s finger hover over the change button. "What does it look like?" Kelly asked and went on to change the channel. The screen flickered, and the vibrant colors of Emily’s favorite show were replaced by a dull news broadcast. Kelly leaned back with a smug, satisfied expression crossing her face as she asserted her dominance ov

Cook for Kelly

Emily got provoked and headed back to her room with a plan to inform Mr. Vincent about what she heard under the bed. She couldn't stand being treated like a nobody, especially by someone who was deceiving the man she cared about. A few minutes later, Sandra returned. Emily was still in her room when Sandra opened the door and walked in. She looked a bit tired from the event but had a bright smile on her face when she saw Emily. "You are back," Emily said, getting up from the bed. She tried to hide the anger that was still bubbling inside her by smoothing down her skirt and forcing a small smile. "Yeah," I brought your package for you. Sandra replied, holding out a beautifully wrapped gift box with a silver ribbon. "Package?" Emily asked, her brow furrowing in confusion. "It was for every lady in attendance. You left the hall without collecting yours." Sandra said, handing the package to her. She watched as Emily took the box, looking at it with a mix of curiosity and surpri

Cooking for Kelly

"No." Emily bluntly answered. The audacity of his fiancée wanting her to cook for her after insulting her in the living room was beyond belief."I know you must be angry about what happened when you were under the bed, but you have to understand that..." Mr. Vincent was still talking, and Emily interrupted him. "I'm not angry because of that. Why would I be angry at two adults making love? Cooking noodles for her will be a waste. Or do you think she can eat food cooked by a shameless maggot?""What are you saying?" Mr. Vincent asked in confusion."She called me a shameless maggot and hijacked the television I was watching. I wonder how she thinks I will cook for her after all that. If she wants to eat Indomie, she should prepare it herself.""I don't know about this. Why didn't you tell me?""I don't want to disturb you." Emily said."Kelly can be annoying sometimes. Don't take what she said seriously.""Is that what you think?" Emily asked. "I'm just pitying you. The person you love

Unexpected horror

After Emily was done cooking the rice, she set it aside with a satisfied hum as her mind shifted to the other task at hand. Since Kelly wanted her to cook for her after the insults and belittlements, then she would give her a meal she would never forget. She brought another pot from the cabinet and slammed it onto the burner, followed by two sachets of noodles. A wicked glint danced in her eyes as she tore the packs open, but she didn't just stop at the noodles. "You want noodles, Kelly? I’ll give you noodles," Emily muttered to herself as a mischievous smirk spread across her face. First, she filled the pot with a minimal amount of water, just enough to ensure the noodles would become a gummy, sticky mess rather than anything edible. As the water began to simmer, she didn't reach for the standard seasoning oil. Instead, she opened the pantry and pulled out a bottle of cod liver oil she had seen Sandra using for health supplements. She poured a generous glug into the water, wat

The dinner

Kelly was angry and disappointed. What she was seeing was not what she was expecting. She didn't see that coming. How could Emily cook such a thing for her? She stared at the plate, her nose wrinkling as the pungent, fishy steam hit her face. The noodles were a muddy, grayish-brown color, sitting in a thick, bubbling sludge that looked more like toxic waste than a late-night snack. "What the fuck is this?" She yelled at Emily. Her voice was shrill, echoing off the high ceilings of the dining room. She pushed the plate away with the tip of her finger as if it were contaminated. "What is the meaning of this rubbish? Look at the color! It looks like something you pulled out of a gutter!" "That's your special meal. You haven't even tasted it, and you are calling it rubbish." Emily replied calmly. She leaned back in her chair, keeping a neutral expression on her face, though her heart was dancing with joy at the look of pure disgust on Kelly’s face. "You want me to put this concoctio

Kelly confronted Mr. Vincent

Kelly was expecting Mr. Vincent to say something. She was looking forward to seeing him force her to eat the food, hoping he would assert his authority and put the girl in her place once and for all. She wanted to see Emily humbled, reduced to tears. Kelly’s eyes darted between the two, her heart racing with anticipation for the clash that was surely coming. "She said she wants to eat rice. Let her be." Mr. Vincent said, disappointing Kelly. He took a calm sip of his wine, not even looking up from his own plate. He had seen enough drama for one evening and had no intention of fueling the fire. His voice was cool, in contrast to the chaotic energy radiating from the woman across from him. "So you are supporting her reckless attitude? You're just going to let her walk away and waste a whole meal?" Kelly asked, her face turning a blotchy red as her frustration boiled over. She slammed her fork down. "In my father's house, we were taught never to waste food! This is a sign of disrespe

The black card

The following morning, Mr. Vincent stood before the floor-to-ceiling mirror in his dressing room, adjusting his cufflinks. He was wearing a deep charcoal suit that fitted his broad shoulders perfectly, making him look every bit the formidable billionaire the city feared.Kelly woke up from her sleep and leaned against the headboard. She watched him for a moment before speaking up. "You’re leaving early today, baby," Kelly said, getting down from the bed. She walked up to him and tried to straighten his tie, though it was already perfect."The office called. There’s a situation with the Zacklid merger that requires my physical presence," Mr. Vincent replied. He didn't pull away, but he didn't lean into her touch either. He was focused on his reflection. His mind was already miles away in the boardroom."Is it that serious? I thought we were going to spend the morning together," Kelly pouted, rubbing her palm on his chest."Yeah, but I needed to go and settle things, Kelly." He pi

Shopping spree

She checked the number on the card and was further surprised when she realized it was the same card he used to give her whenever they were out shopping together. A hot wave of anger washed over her as she stared at the black plastic. He never left this card with her. He always takes it back the very second they are done at the cashier. Seeing it here, left for another woman, made her blood boil. "Why will he give the card to her? Is that how much he valued her? Would he be cheating on me with her?" She thought to herself, her mind racing through a thousand dark possibilities. The betrayal stung more than the secrecy. "No, he can't do that," she whispered, trying to convince herself, though the evidence in her hand suggested otherwise. She took out her phone to call him and confront him right then and there. Her thumb hovered over his name, ready to dial his number, but she stopped midway. A cold, calculating thought crossed her mind. Now that she was in possession of the card, s

Getting a new car

Soon, she was at his place. She leaned across the passenger seat and pushed the door open. "Get into the car and let's go." He didn't waste any time and entered the car. "But Where did you get money to buy a car for me?" Henry, her secret lover asked. He knew Kelly lived high on Mr. Vincent’s dime, but a brand-new car was a different level of spending entirely. "I'm with his black card. I wanted to use this opportunity and buy all the things I wanted to buy. I haven't told you," Kelly said. "What?" Henry turned to her. "I bought a set of suits for you. They are in the back seat." She said, gesturing toward the shopping bags piled in the back seat. "They are Italian silk. You’ll look like a wealthy man on it." "You stole his black card?" He asked in a whisper of both fear and excitement. "I found the card in Sandra's best friend's room. A young girl that came for Christmas holidays. So I took it. I wanted to buy all the things I need to have before confronting him."

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