irl ⚔️
( The Return of Zane?)
Season two~~
° ° ° Episode 8 ?
Penned by: Wise Wisdom
★Theme: Dinner Saga ?
❎ Do Not Copy Or Repost ❎
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The door bell sang in announcement
The maid of the house ran up to the door and opened it, revealing the most beautiful woman she has ever seen.
She smiled knowingly, of course she and the other maids has been informed of the elegant woman arrival.
She led her inside the house and offered her a seat before rushing to get some refreshment.
Acacia look a brief look at the place, it does appear better than the other house they use to live in, however it looks so lonely and a bit quiet.
Giselle walked down the stairs, all smiles.
Welcome to my humble house, Acacia.
They engaged in a brief hug.
“Thank you for the warm welcome Giselle.”
Please this way, let me lead you to the dining.
On reaching the dining, she sight Etienne, sitting down with Blair and a very handsome boy whom she has no doubt belonged to the couple.
Smith is indeed the perfect name for such a handsome child.
The child has a very catchy resemblance with Blair, with one stare you can tell who’s the mother.
Etienne maintain his gaze on her tender body, she appeared glorious in her red gown an red lipstick, turns out she’s a fan of red.
He thought to himself. A smile creped through his lips making her eyes glitter.
The thought of what occurred between them earlier on, made her hot. Heat surfaced in the air as they shared a similar gaze.
She cleared her throat and took her seat; a chair beside him.
The only man that made her body an brain numb for a while.
Corentin ran into the dining with a hand full of chicken, a mischievous smirk was planted on his sparkling face.
Ha!! This chicken taste so delicious, you should try it, i swear lady B cooks the best chicken in the world, no offense auntie Blair but your chicken is still an apprentice where lady B’s chicken is.
Smith laughed at his joke. “Can i get a taste Corentin? I need to know truly if that chicken taste good or not.”
Not a chance young man, you won’t use your Smithy brain on me this time around.
Corentin threw out his tongue to him.
Smith pout forth his lips in anger.
Hush the both of you, can’t you see we have guest in the house?
Yes mommy! Smith cooed in acceptance.
Yeah! So we do have a guest, a cute one at that. Hello pretty lady, i must say you look hotter than the last time we met.
Etienne scoffed, he was startled at this new found behavior. Truth be told, he has notice some changes on Corentin since he came back and these changes are rather weird.
The door bell sang out again and another maid rushed to get the door.
Giselle walked back to the dining to meet the others.
I am so sorry for keeping you waiting miss Acacia, dinner would soon be served.
Oh it’s fine Giselle, your family are making me feel comfortable, so not to worry.
Avignon was led into the dinning room alongside his new bride by his side.
A frown crawled out of Giselle’s face when she saw them. This was supposed to be a dinner between family and their guest, it was supposed to be a get together between them and their new partner that has invested so much in their company in just a few while and not having some intruder to the family meeting.
Grandpa!! Smith screamed, running into the arms of Avignon that was left wide open to receive him.
How do you do my boy? He pats his head.
Corentin also joined in the hug.
Etienne and Blair took up to their feet to acknowledge Avignon’s presence and that of his fiancée.
Giselle forced a smile up to her lips, her heart boiled in anger at how things were turning out, just then the door bell sang out again, this time Eloise walked in with a man, he was dressed in a grey jacket and black pants with a strain of white color attached to his black hair and beards, giving him the sëxy look.
Giselle eyes grew wide in surprise and so did everyone.
The man held a stunning resemblance to.. to no other than Etienne.
“Hello Giselle!” He spoke calmly.
Giselle twitched her eyes in discomfort.
“Do i know you from somewhere?” She asked.
He smiled staring at her confused face.
Is she pretending or did she really forgot his face?
How about i remind you of who i am.
My name is Christ, the man whom you killed his wife, took his only child and son away and then framed him for committing murder of his own wife. “I spent twenty-five years in prison for what i was innocent of, all thanks to you.
Smith, come let’s go get some tasty chicken from the kitchen how about that?
Blair whispered to her son’s ear and his mood brightened up instantly.
She wouldn’t let her son get dragged into the family madness like they have dragged Corentin into while he was still very young.
I see you have taken good care of my child for me and his mother.
What nonsense are you blabbing, you blabbermouth? And how dare you bring a lunatic to this place?
I asked for a simple family dinner and your father brought in his stupid skimp of a bride and here you are bringing in a lunatic, what a surprised. She snorted turning to him with a glare.
And he is not my father! Eloise yelled back, the anger in him was building up to level hundred.
Avignon is not my father, who told you i didn’t know that all these while you have lying to me? I knew fully well that Curt is my father so stop with the lies you disgust me.
Christ let out a short laughter. This is interesting, even your son thinks you are a demon, how much more when i tell your other son what you did to his real mother?
“You are lying!!” She growled.
Shut your filthy mouth up, i have a guest and non of you will spoil this night for me.
I am doing this for the company, the sleepless nights, everything i do is for you all an the company.
“Mom what is going on here?”
They all turned to where the voice was coming from and found Fleur standing behind them, she was straddling her little daughter, Andrew her husband stood right beside her with their son.
Tunes of melody sang out loud in her heart, she felt so happy to be present, witnessing all these felt like a great step to her.
Whoever this person is, he sure will serve as a great help to her cause it only proves that he knows Giselle way better than the idea they have of her.
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T. B. C
