Chapter 28
-NAOMI
Charles immediately pull his hand to himself, seeing how I had freeze under his touch.
Tucking my hair behind my car!
That came from nowhere and was startlingly unexpected
I’m sorry.
He clears his throat.
“Did that make you uncomfortable?” He asks, his eyes boring into mine.
“A bot,” I said, clearing my throat.
“I’m sorry,” he says.
He looks around and finally notices the eyes on us
“Oh.” He mutters under his breach and turns to me
“I know you’re married to Circenn, but I didn’t know you had fans like this, he laughs.
Good. He knows I’m married.
I mean, half the planet knows I’m married to Circen
He addressed Circenn as if they were acquainted.
“Trust me, I’m not the one they’re looking at.” I gestured my hand around him.
“Please,” he scoffs.
He takes a good look at me from top to bottom and breathes out.
“You look breathtaking”
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“As do you” I add
He is about to say something when someone calls him from afar, the thick voice taking over the orchestral playing in the background.
I take a breather and secretly bless the person who has called on him.
Charles himself is quite a famous man
I look around for Maggle, but I don’t see her. I decide to help myself with a glass of one of those alcoholic drinks to make my dying brain active
As I move to a
ave to a fountain pouring wines and other drinks, I grab a bottle,
A blond lady suddenly walks up to me.
She is call. Very call.
Her black lace dress is outstanding as is her lipstick.
“Maori McCain” she says my name, as if we were acquaintances.
I don’t know where to look.
“You’re prealy.” She says this and nods.
“Oh,” I don’t know what to say.
thes like, what’s your dead
I nods like she’s convincing herself.
asks and beans towards me just to grab a glass of wine for herself.
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Her perfume is sharp, and it stings my nostrils.
“I’m sorry!” I shake my head.
She rolls her eyes and her heavy arucial lashes flutter.
“You’re married
Oh My Goodness
What a low blow.
to Circenn, but y you’re hanging around Charles Dickson. That’s what gold diggers do.”
vas I can be.
“Excuse me?” I say it again. This time, I am as angry
She scoffs. “Don’t try to act clueless, honey; I’d do the same thing if I were you.”
And with those words, she walks away.
I stand still
1 was completely in awe of the lady’s shallowness.
1 don’t know I am frozen until Maggie’s voice pulls me out of the reverie.
“Hey, are you okay!” She taps my shoulder, and I turn around to look at her,
I shake my head.
“Of course I am.”
She looks at me quietly. “Are you sure I’ve been calling you for a while now.
“I’m fine. Maggie, 1 sigh
“Okay” She nods and says, “Will you be okay by yourself? I have to go
I pause
“Go, go where!”
“I don’t know yet, but I promise I’ll give you details later.” She rushes her words, taps my shoulder, and smiles before leaving.
What the hell was that?
After drinking to myself, saying hi to a few people I recognize, and walking around.
The dinner starts, and boy, am I relieved to finally sit down and have some food in my stomach.
I am sitting beside a lot of people I do not recognize, and judging from their senses of fashion. I know for a fact that they’re under the MT Beauty Empire.
Charles is
is way across from me, sitting at the head of the table like it is his throne.
I have also come to notice th
that a lot of women. And I mean, a l lot of them are head over heels for Charles Dickson.
Of course they are. He’s rich and preity
women want
I’d kill to have that as a-husband ton
Oh I do
Hur Cirena Circent a jerk.
Charles Dickson is friendly, which gives peo
people more room to fall prey to his charms
Will Cirene, maybe we did have sex once, but I don’t think that will ever happen again. He hates my guts just like I do
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I’ve also noticed that a lot of women hate me here. I am Ciren McCain’s wife.
Typical
It’s not like I like anybody here too.
A man named Colin, whom I’ve learned is one of MT’s beauty empire backbones, gets on his feet and starts to make a toast
I don’t pay much attention to the toast, but to the turkey in front of me.
Colin ends his teast, and Charles gets on his feet and starts to make a toast too. I don’t pay attention until I hear.
“Naomi Gilmore…
My head snaps in his direction, and I notice multiple eyes staring at me.
What? What shit were they talking about involving my name?
Were they redirecting a toast toward me!
My heart is beating, and I gulp.
“Yeah!” My voice is low
Charles flashes his killer smile at me to get the ladies glaring at me.
“Tim sorry, what did you say?”
I had to ask
Charles chuckles lightly.
“You weren’t listening. I needed your attention.”
The moment the word leaves his lips, I am immediately ambushed by glares and murmurs erupting around the table.
Shil
If he says things like that, people are going to misunderstand.
I hear a faint whisper behind me
“Gold digger”
I turn to see the lady who approached me earlier.
I glow at her before turning back to Charles, who is somehow still waiting for my attention.
His toast finally comes to an end, and everyone starts to enjoy themselves around the long table, listening to the sound of the beautiful melody the pianist at the end of the room is playing.
The table is full of laughter and chatter; our company workers are getting along just fine with their new partners.
Everyone seems to be talking to everyone, but no one wants to even say hi to me.
It’s like I have some sort of bug on my shoulder that everyone is avoiding
Especially the ladies, whose population around the table is far beyond the gentlemen’s
I am eating quietly when I feel someone settling in beside me
1turn to see Charles.
No. Not again.
I look up, and some of the ladies are already giving me death stares, like I am intentionally stealing their man, when they can see clearly the one clinging to me.
clearly that he is
My eyes catch the lady who has been calling me golddigger all night, and she looks at me, and the next thing she says to me is a quiet moihtul “Whore”
My
dy fork drops from my hand, and I scoff.
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I hate attention. I do not like any y ounce of it, and I do want to give or receive any of it tonight.
But this bitch is horribly testing my ability to function like a proper lady tonight.
If she wants some of Charles, then she can have him.
She can have Carrenn for all 1 care. But calling me a whore or a hoe or whatever fucked up thing she mouthed? She is definitely going to see whatever she’s looking for
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“Are you okay?” Charles asks, referring to the way I dropped my fork.
I shake my head
“Yeah I am.”
The laughter at the other end of the table briefly catches my attention as a gentleman tells a story, but I give my focus back to Charles
I am going to give exactly what these ladies want.
I do not understand why Charles is suddenly interested in me, but whatever.
I apologize on behalf of my pettiness.
I notice one of Charles body languages is touch and gestures.
Perfect.
“Sorry, can you help me with that bottle of wine? I’d like to try it.” I smile at Charles, and he beams and immediately turns to get what I have asked.
I immediately snatch a tiny part of the broccoli in my place and stylishly fix it in my hair.
Charles turns back with the bottle of wine, and I thank him with a smile.
I turn to reach for a glass cup, giving him enough view to notice the intruder in my hair, and when he does, He stops me.
“You’ve got something in your hair?”
“Oh, I say cluelessly.
I glance at the blonde to see her gawking at us from her wine glass.
And she is not the only one.
Perfect.
It takes two to tango.
I remain calm and watch Charles reach for my hair. And the moment his hand gets there, I try to reach for the broccoli too and grab his hand in the process.
“Already got it.” He smiles down at me.
I raise my head to see that our faces are inches apart.
Charles, I am so sorry for doing this, but these ladies needed this entertainment,
Like a horrible dream, the fire alarm goes off, and the distant yell of “Fire!” Takes over the entire place
