Love, Lies and Legacy

Chapter 3

Yvonne's PO

I gaze at myself in the mirror and watch the hairstylist mum hired. I watch how her hands perform magic on my brunette hair. My makeup is ready and I am already dressed in a yellow sunflower dress that flows past my knees, the arms are net and my neck is adorned with different necklaces making me appear like an Egyptian goddess. I release a heavy sigh when the hairstylist eventually let's go off my brunette hair. She makes a smal clap sound and smiles proudly at her work. I have to admit that she is good at what she does, I do not know what magic she did to my hair but damn I have got to admit that I look stunning. I just really wish I did not have to attend this so called dinner with the Black family.

"Ma'am, are you satisfied with this hairstyle or should I try something new?" The hairstylist asks, she glares at me with a worried look on her face. She must be having a misconception about the look on my face. She probably thinks the sad look on my face is because I do not like the hairstyle but it is because I do not want to attend this so called meeting.

"No no no, it is totally fine. I like it." I say hastily forcing a smile on my face. The hairstylist and the other maids take it as their queue to excuse themselves

I rise to my feet and spin around in front of the mirror. You can do this Yvonne! Just this one time, I am going to let dad have his way just this one time, anything after that is a no. I will not continue to let him control my life and dictate my every moves.

I step out of my room with my head up high and my shoulders up, I make my way downstairs and the smell of fried chicken, brown soup and a lot of other tasty delicacies hit me. I can not help but smile at the pleasant aroma of the food. My stomach grumbles, it is because I have not had anything to eat since I got here. I am exhausted and hungry, the most hilarious yet sad part is that today is only my first day yet I already regret coming back home. I regret ever moving back but then whenever I remember what happened while I was in California, I suddenly feel grateful to be here.

"Darling, you look stunning." Mum says with a wide smile spread across her lips. She equally looks gorgeous in that ball gown. I wink at her and smile.

Dad is no where to be found so I scrunch my brows in confusion and ask mum "Where is your husband and what is he up to now?"

"My husband? Okay that is new." My mum pauses to laugh hysterically while I just shrug. He is her husband though. One thing I am certain is that mum and dad never married for love. Mum's parents were really poor and struggling with a lot of debts so I am put two and two together and I think her parents sold her off to dad just to cover up their debts. It is exactly what dad is doing to me except dad already has enough money but only craves solely for more.

"Anyways, he went out to pick Mr and Mrs Black and their son, Xavier." Mum says. Pick? Are they that fancy that they can not even find their own way here?

"I see." I say settling down on one of the dining chairs.

The doorbell suddenly dings out loud causing mum to j******f in fear, her sudden movement startles me too for a brief moment. She turns to glare at me and I can suddenly sense a forced smile.

"They are here, comport yourself darling." Mum says. She walks towards me and drags me off my seat. The both of us scurry towards the front door. Mum opens the door wide revealing dad dressed in a black suit, behind him is a middle aged man and woman dressed in casual wears. That must be Mr and Mrs Black. It is so hilarious that they look so casual for dinner while Dad made us look so formal. I feel like a clown right now.

Dad ushers Mr and Mrs Black in. My eyes suddenly come in contact with a pair of blue eyes. His gaze on me is intense and it feels like he is staring right through my soul as if searching for something. My eyes dart from his eyes to his physique, he is neatly dressed in a Louis Vuitton black suit that probably cost a fortune. His blue eyes look lazy and sleepy, his jet black hair is neatly styled and his face is expressionless. That must be the great Xavier Black. He is gorgeous I have to admit.

Mum nudges me and that jolts me out of reality. Of course, I should say hi to my future mother and father in law.

"Good evening Mr and Mrs Black, it is a pleasure to have you at our house." I say with a forced smile on my face. I bow my head as a form of greeting, surprisingly for me, Mr Black just nods his head slightly while Mrs Black scoffs at me and comfortably settles on the dining chair.

"Come on Yvonne. I have taught you better than this, are you not going to say hi to your future husband?" Dad asks in a soft tone. I can easily sense the fakeness and disdain in his tone but I choose to ignore it. Just for tonight, just this evening. After this I refuse to be a slave to my dad.

"Hi Xavier. I have heard a lot about you." I lie stretching my hands towards him for a handshake. Xavier eyes my hands and rudely brushes past me.

Oh wow, he is really rude and arrogant. I should have noticed that from the moment he held his head up high and had this expressionless look on his face.

Oh goodness, things are about to get really rough.