MY ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MR ARROGANT

Fred separated Allison from Cecile’s grip, he had to say that both mother and daughter shared the same crazy nature.

Allison massaged her scalp softly while glaring at the lady in front of her.

“I’m sure she had something to do with Amelia’s disappearance.. this lady is vicious!” Cecile spat out irritably.

Mark held Cecile from attacking Allison once more, they were in a public place which would be really bad for their reputation.

“I had a hand in your daughter’s disappearance? don’t you know where Amelia is?” Allison had a scornful smile on her face which Cecile badly wanted to slap off.

Brianna grabbed Allison’s arm shaking her “Tell me where she is”

Allison pulled off Brianna’s hands from hers “Dear soon to be mother in-law don’t make me hate you… aren’t you aware of what your so called Amelia did?”

Mark, Cecile and Brianna all had a confused look on their faces.

Allison smacked her lips and tilted her head to the side..”well I guess it’s story time, and this story is really shocking so hold your breath”

“Your daughter, Amelia was found in a hotel room with her brother in-law Nicholas… they had such a romantic time together… Liam found out about it and that’s what resulted this accident, simple and straight forward”

Cecile gasped in shock, her daughter was not that kind of a person, she was pretty sure that Allison was telling lies.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“How dare you speak ill of my daughter?” Cecile yelled and sent a sharp slap to Allison’s left cheek.

Fred grabbed Cecile’s chin pushing her backwards until her back touched the wall harshly. “Listen to me lady… don’t try to make that same mistake or else I will make you pay dearly!”

Cecile pulled his hands off her chin and pushed him away…

Brianna wheeled her wheelchair to him and stepped on his foot.

Fred groaned in pain, he hopped to a seat and began massaging his foot.

“This is just a warning… if you try as much as to bad mouth our daughter I will cut off your legs!” Brianna warned.

Allison hissed in anger “But that doesn’t change the fact that your daughter is a cheap sl*t! why don’t you ask Liam about it? after all he was there to witness that disgusting scene… and don’t be surprised that your daughter committed suicide because she couldn’t face the shame!”

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Chloe threw down everything in sight, she didn’t want to talk to anyone until her big sis comes back home.

“Chloe have your meal dear… Amelia is missing” Abby tried to console the little girl.

“No! I don’t want to have any! big sis promised me that she will be back and I know that she always keeps her promise”

Abby gave up and threw herself on the sofa, this was what she had to face after Amelia went missing.

“Where on earth are you Amelia? everything is all messed up” Abby murmured to herself.

A sigh escaped mark’s lips as he stared at the mess Chloe created, this has become a usual routine for the past six days.

“Sweetie what have you done?” mark asked calmly, he peered at Abby who looked worn out.

Chloe folded her arm glaring at her dad “Only big sis is allowed to call me that! I’m not having my meals until she is back!”

Abby massaged her head, her head has been banging from Chloe’s endless tantrums.

“Uncle I think we should hire a nanny for her.. she is becoming really difficult as the day goes by!” Abby suggested.

“Yeah you are right!” mark seconded to Abby’s suggestion, they already had a lot of problems and Chloe was just causing more problems for everyone during this tough times.

Chloe shook her head at the idea, she doesn’t want a nanny.

“I don’t want any nanny!! I want big sis!!” her tiny voice pierced through their ear drums.

“I’m sure you would love your nanny” mark smiled at her and left the room..

Abby sat up when Chloe turned the glass table over.

“Hey!” Abby called out only to receive a glare from Chloe.. she let out an awkward smile.

“I meant carry on… good thing this isn’t my house and your brother is super rich to get a new set of furnitures” Abby added and left the sitting room, she could hear the sound of things breaking behind her.

Few weeks later…..

Liam closed his eyes in anger, the last person he wanted to see right now was someone who looked so much like Amelia..

Cecile walked into his room and stared at her feet in embarrassment..

She placed her palms together “Liam I’m really sorry about what my daughter did… I know that she was wrong… I am leaving your home, even though Amelia messed up big time… I don’t think our relationship should downgrade this way”

Liam sighed and forced a smile at Cecile, he knew it wasn’t her fault but her presence around him just reminds him of Amelia.

Cecile had been a great mother figure to him when he needed a mother by his side.

“How can I ever be mad at my mother? you were never at fault… and neither was your daughter, after all we only had a contract marriage which ends in a few months time”

Cecile wiped her tears and left his room, she just lost a son as well as a daughter…

Liam stared at the closed doors, he walked towards the vanity table and stared at the mirror…

Everything in this room reminded him of her, his smile froze as he saw her waving at him in the mirror.

He sharply turned back but saw no one, he faced the mirror again and saw her smiling happily at him again.

In a fit of rage he punched the mirror so hard with his fist…

The mirror shattered and was stained with blood, blood dripped down from his fist that tightened.

“Amelia I promise to find you and make you pay for what you did to me!”

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Years later…….

A limousine parked in front of an event center, a guard rushed out to open it, he bowed as as soon as the lady stepped out.

She pushed her dark sunglass resting on the bridge of her nose.

The lady in black sunglasses was wearing a black satin gown that fell to her ankles.

The fabric was smooth and luxurious, and the dress was tailored to perfection.

The neckline was low and elegant, revealing just a hint of her pale skin. Her jewelry was simple and tasteful, a string of pearls around her neck and a pair of diamond studs in her ears.

Her shoes were black stilettos, adding the perfect amount of height and sophistication.

She was a vision of timeless beauty, a woman who knows her own worth and carries herself with grace.

The lady in black spectacles had a playful smile on her lips, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

She was a woman of wit and charm, and she moved through the room with a natural grace.

Her voice was low and melodic, and her laughter was like music. She had a way of making everyone in the room feel at ease, her warmth and charm contagious.

As soon as the media saw her they flocked around her like a swarm of bees.

“Mrs Miller please one moment” the reporters called out to her but she turned deaf ears to them…