Driving at 80km/hr, The driver puts on a sailors suit with ranks on it shoulders.
With military-inspired airline caps featuring larger tops and a stiff appearance.
He asks Raymond, He's supposed boss to be precise.
“Where would you like me to take you to sir”?.
Looking closely at Zara who is sitting at his right hand side.
Rattling with thoughts at the occurrence that just occurred.
The driver looked through the rear-view mirror as he awaits Raymond's response.
“I would be stopping at 3rd Apple Boulevard on the 5th alley.
Zara replied, as she had spent a lot of time than expected.
And reality as her life flashes back in her memory like a thunderous sound.
With pictures scattering in her visions like she's watching a movie.
Her father's company, Her father's reputation and properties. A sound in her belle, out of disgust like one that's starving.
Raymond hears the sound and looks at her, thinking to himself what was going on in her thoughts.
“Are you ok”?, Raymond asked, looking her up and down to her waist with his charming looks and aura.
“I'm fine thank you”, Zara replies, still facing forward for she has had a quick mood swing and all she would think of at the moment was her father who will probably be up all night waiting to see her.
The driver looking at the side mirror once and looking at his rear-view mirror twice makes a sharp right turn.
Honking before turning his gear changes as he accelerates more on a 100kmph.
Hitting the brake pedal he goes further to making his left turn into Apple Blvd. Apparently this is Zara's destination.
She had asked him to stop here because she didn't want Raymod to know where she lived and wasn't ready to give in just yet.
After seeing some events that evening, that lasted like it was a lifetime.
She knew there was more to Raymond Black then she knew and she was ready to take it slow and not be in a hurry.
“Apple Boulevard 5th alley”, the driver said, while holding his brakes slowly as he turned the steering wheels right and left to park decently.
With a smile on her face Zara looks at Raymond. Who seemed to have zoned out, since he has been on his cell phone the whole drive, with his cigar in his other hand.
“Thank you for the amazing time I had a blast”, Zara Said, reluctantly looking at her with his straight bold fierce face.
“It's my pleasure”, “I guess our first date was awesome”, Raymond Black said, nodding his head”. With his lips pressed down to each other.
With his eyeballs opening wide, to his eyelid straight, Zara could feel his eyes on her body.
“Yes most definitely, You have some explaining to do about the camera's and people who flooded the restaurant earlier.
With a wide smile and his teeth all out you could count them all, Raymond said “that's nothing compared to my everyday life”.
With a deep breath Zara moves her head downwards to shock but with a smile. “That was wild I must say”.
“You must not only be wealthy but famous as well”. Zara Said.
“I try my best, I know a couple of people”. Raymond said, trying to be humble at this point.
With a straight and confident look. Zara knew there was something much more to these mysterious man she had just only met hours ago.
“Aren't you going to invite me in”? Raymond asked, Adjusting his suit.
Zara, knowing this wasn't her home, patted him on the shoulder. Sticking her finger out signifying a rejection to his offer.
Waving her off as he steps out to see her walk away, Raymond gets back in the passenger's seat at the back and signals his driver to drive off.
Looking back to the plate number of the black limousine. Zara takes out her phone from her purse and dials her friend's cell phone.
“Miranda I'm outside”, Zara Said, in a loud and firm voice.
In a split 30 seconds a garage door slides up and the lights come on and a red Toyota Prius comes out slowly.
The engines roar towards the streets, as Zara looks up with hopes. It's Miranda whom she had just called.
Dashing out to the other corner of the passengers seat in front, Zara pulls the door handle and gets in quickly.
“Hey Zara, what are you doing calling me at this time of the night”?
Apparently it's not 10’ clock, but Miranda knew Zara wasn't a night Walker and hasn't seen her out these late for a very long time.
“I got caught up with a lot today, please just drive me home I'm exhausted ”.
Shaking her head towards Zara's speech, Miranda drives off into the sunset and drops Zara off at her home, which is not more than 5 blocks away from hers.
Stomping in the front porch holding the door handle wide open, Zara could perceive an aroma rushing out to her nose.
These were different and she was curious at the instance.
Dropping off her purse on the round table sitting at her left side, Zara takes off her coat and hangs it on the coat rack as she observes footsteps towards her.
“Good evening ma”, The caregiver Katherine speaks right behind Zara, as she bends to take off her shoes she's been putting on all evening.
“What's that smell”? Zara asked, knowing that these were different and she wasn't familiar with the aroma.
“It's a herb brought by your father's brother just some hours ago”.
Surprised at what she heard, Zara asked, “Marcelo was here”?.
“Yes he was, he came in a few moments after you left for work”, Said Katherine the caregiver.
Zara never liked her father's step brother, even though his daughter Amelia worked with her and was exceptionally good.
Zara just had some great resentments for her father's brother, because of his obvious attitude towards her.
Notwithstanding the fact that he was actually a step brother as Mr Montgomery’s father had a son outside wedlock.
This resulted in her father having a step brother but took him as his own blood brother, despite the fact they came from different mothers.
Mr Montgomery's childhood wasn't that great because his father was a womanizer and had a lot of women around him.
Leaving him without much love and affection, with different faces of women almost everyday.
These didn't change the mindset of Mr Montgomery for it buckled him up and gave him the zeal and motivation to work his way up to the top and become very successful in the society.
Mr Montgomery's elder brother came into his life at an adult age, and he was well accepted by Mr Montgomery who Is a noble man who understands what family entails.
Walking up the stairs heading to the left room as she got to the top of the stairs, higher now from where the caregiver stands.
Zara goes in to see her father sleeping on his bed with his both hands placed on his chest and his mouth slightly opened.
She walks towards him and adjusts his duvet, while she pushes him to the side so he could be more comfortable.
Leaving the room she looks around before looking at her father one more time and shuts the door behind her, headed straight to her own bed.
A warm morning with birds singing in the air and making sweet noise.
Zara rolls over and opens her eyes, Stretches her both hands in that air as she takes her left arm down to pull away her duvet.
Stepping her both legs on the floor she affirming to herself that today would be a wonderful and prosperous day.
As it's a daily routine and what she's been doing to keep her mind and soul at ease.
Grabbing her robe to put them on for she prefers not to have any clothes on while she sleeps.
Her door opens wide up, with her body bent to the side trying to reach for her robe.
With so much shock in her mind so full of aniexty, she drops her robe and holds back her duvet very close to her chest.
“You don't need to hide anything from me”, Said her Father's brother.
At this time she was pissed because she didn't have the slightest idea that he would be around the house this early.
Looking in confusion she yells out his name in disgust, “Uncle Marcelo, what are you doing here”?.
She calls him by his name usually but her father had warned her to always show respect to her elders.
“I came in early today and I didn't find you close to my brother, so I came to see if you were in here”.
“And you didn't think to knock”?Zara asked, with her hair rough and her sleeping Mask up her forehead.
Without waiting for his reply, her left hand holding her duvet tight to her chest she yells out at him “Get out”!!!!. And her right hand pointed him in the direction of her room.
Mr Marcelo smiles as someone who was a lunatic and wasn't aware of the occurrence.
Bashing into a ladies room without her consent, Leaves Zara dumbfounded.
But apparently this isn't the first time he had made pases at Zara, but she wouldn't tell her father because he wouldn't believe her, and take it all as a joke and a total misunderstanding.
Rushing out of her room with her sweet smell, all dressed up in white silk armless dress and a black loafers with a hold of Medusa's head on the top of her loafers.
She stumbles into her father's caregiver, who has apparently made her breakfast as she could scent the sweet aroma from her room.
“Good morning miss Zara”, The caregiver said. Bowing her head down as a sign of respect.
“Morning Katherine, I see you are up and doing today”?, “I hope you slept well”?
“Very well ma”..., “I made scrambled eggs and French toast”, Knowing for a fact that Zara loved having breakfast before heading out in the mornings.
“Thank you Katherine”, “I would have coffee first to kick start my day”, Replying to her with a smile.
“That will be arranged at the table”, Said Katherine and went off to the kitchen to do as told.
Holding the door handle opens wide her father's room door. Zara comes into her father's presence again this time with his step brother Marcelo.
Talking at length as the two men's voices tossling. Marcelo's voice is higher because Mr Montgomery with his health conditions can't speak too firmly for a long while.
“Good morning dad”!!!... Zara greets her father, not minding the fact that she met him conversing before she walked in.
“Morning my sweetest”…. As Mr Montgomery coughs for a second before turning his head towards her direction.
“I didn't get to see you last night”?. With flashbacks about the events of last night hitting Zara’s memory.
“I was caught up with a lot, when I got back you were already asleep” , smiling at him as she hugged him softly.
Leaning her body down towards him as Mr Montgomery kisses her on the forehead.
Marcelo looking at them and gazing at his step brother's daughter seductively.
“I too deserve a hug”!! Marcelo said.. As Mr Montgomery bursts in laughter and coughs almost at the same time.
“You have a beautiful and intelligent daughter”, I'm sure she hugs you as much as my Zara's hugs me every time.
Laughing with his teeth all shining out in the air, Mr Montgomery said.
“You know we don't have that much connection, “me and Amelia”. “She doesn't like me that much”, Mr Marcelo said.
“Oh snap out of it,” Mr Montgomery said, waving his hands slowly down, as a sign to stop the tease.
“Maybe it's because you are too focused on business”... “I Tell you try to have a life outside your business”, Mr Montgomery said coughing profusely this time.
Mr Marcelo was a local farmer planting and harvesting crops. Although it was big in the market, he didn't have much advertisement.
“Speaking about business, do we have any leads on investors”? Turning towards Zara, his daughter. Mr Montgomery said.
“None for now Dad”.... “But I have sent a proposal to Martin's & Mark, I'm sure that by the end of the week we would get a call for a scheduled appointment”.
Martin's & Mark were big at the time.They were great investor's and the only hope the Montgomery's family had at the time.
Montgomery Investment Limited was crashing to the ground and Zara, the only daughter to Mr Montgomery, had to come up with a strategy to help the family from bankruptcy.
There wasn't any much time. It seemed like this time there wasn't any light at the end of the tunnel.
The fact that their properties as well as the house they called home would be taken away coupled with Mr Montgomery's sudden illness destabilized the family especially Zara.
Walking out of the room, Marcelo makes his way to the kitchen.
Noticing her father had gone to sleep again, Zara steps out outside her father's room to find out everywhere was silent and is curious where everyone went.
The sound of a glass cup slamming the floor and shattering All over the place, Zara rushes out to the kitchen.
To find out what was that… and if anyone was hurt.
As she enters the kitchen she finds her Uncle Marcelo and her father's caregiver standing with a frown face.
Looking each of them in the eyes one after the other in shock with her mouth slightly opened.
To a floor shattered with broken glass as the brownish liquid floats out indicating it's coffee.
“What's going on here”? Zara asked, with a high tone on her voice.
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What do you think happened between her uncle Marcelo and the caregiver?