“Thank you, Mom,” he appreciated and cut the call. Then, he stared at the wall for a while, before he let out a silly smile, and mumbled, “Does he think that Whitney would take him away from Mom.” Then, he called on Freya and Louis, and narrated the story to them, and they laughed their hearts out.
After the call with Denise, Nichole looked at her husband, who heard their discussions, and waited for him to speak, but he was adamant. Then, she persuaded, “Hubby, say something. He would be confused the more.”
“Any decisions he takes is okay with me,” he said with less concern, but it was not enough for Nichole. Then she reminded him, “Do you realize that Denise has more burden than all of us. He is just going about doing his things, not knowing that his wife was his brother's first love.”
Now, Arthur was touched, and he gave her a consent look. Then she continued, “As the Global Peace Ambassador, I believe it would be illogical if he could not deal with minor issues in his country, but put an end to war in other countries. Now, Arthur sat up, and said, “I think you…”
He looked at his phone, which interrupted their discussions, and saw the caller.
“Excuse me,” he pleaded, and Nichole nodded. Then, he called out, “Louis.”
“Hello father, how are you?”
“I'm fine. And you?”
“I'm fine. Big brother said that you ran away from your office because of a woman. How could you?”
At that point, Arthur's eyes sparkled with excitement, and Nichole tried to suppress her laughter. Arthur ran his hand on his head when he could not think of the response to his question. To his relief, Louis requested, “Can I speak with mom if she is close by?”
“Yes. Speak with her,” he said, and handed the phone to his wife. Nichole collected the phone from him, and chatted with Louis. Nevertheless, while she was on call with him, another call, which she presumed was a business call, queued up. To avoid keeping the caller waiting, she rounded up quickly, and handed the phone back to her husband.
“Another call is waiting,” she informed.
“Thank you,” he said when he collected the phone, and looked at the caller, “Freya,” he informed, and picked the call while Nichole looked on.
“Hello, father,” she greeted with a cold tone.
“Hello, Freya. How is your family?”
“My family is fine. Why did you leave your office because of one untrained gold digger? I have asked Denise to grant her pardon on your behalf, but I am going to her parents, and give them a piece of my mind…”
“Don't, please,” her parents interrupted her in unison, and she halted. Then her father spoke, “It okay that you asked your brother to grant him pardon, but confronting her parents is not acceptable to us. They are already dying of the embarrassment she caused them.”
“I got it. But their daughter made you to leave the office. I should madden them a little at least,” she indicated. Now, they were aware that trying to stop her would be fruitless. She would only accept their advice, and proceed with her plans.
“You got it all wrong. I didn't leave the office because of her. I'm returning to the office right away,” Arthur, who would not want to appear weak before his children, declared.
“Now you are talking. My regards to mom.”
“Okay. See you later, my dear.”
Immediately after the call, Arthur swiftly got up from the bed, and attempted to dress.
“Where are you going?” Nichole asked at once.
“Returning to the office, of course,” he emphasized.
“I don't agree with that. You are mine for today. Besides, I can't return to my office,” she protested. Arthur shook his head in pleasure, and gave her a quick kiss, and commended, “You and the children are the best things that have happened to me. Thank you for your love.”
“You are the best husband and father ever. We love you so much,” Nichole lauded. Thereafter, they rested, and had a pleasant time. When they were bored, they strolled around, and paid the patriarch an unplanned visit, and he was glad to have them. Before they left, they informed him of their Wedding Dinner. Likewise, he was euphoric with that show of respect and love, and he applauded, “I am greatly honored to hear this.”
“Yes, our father. I hope you have understood why we had a secret wedding,” Arthur pointed out.
“Certainly. You took a wise decision. How would I have known that a fellow kinsman would attack another kinsman?”
A few Weeks Later
Now, all the documents for the withdrawal of the complaint against Whitney had been signed, and she was set to be released. On behalf of Arthur, Freya, and Denise were present at the police station. Unfortunately, Sir Relish and his wife thought that with Denise's and Arthur's consent, the case matter was settled, but Freya, the astute first daughter of the Bailey's family, would not be at peace unless she embarrasses her parents. Now, everyone was seated in the Constable's office, while Whitney stood, and put her head down. Then, he spoke, “Ladies and Gentlemen, I can't express my gratitude enough for a day like this.”
He paused, and faced Denise, and continued, “Sir Bailey, kindly send my warm regards to your father for his understanding. As you are already aware, there is nothing as good as living in unity and harmony.”
Denise smiled, and looked at Freya for her response to the Constable's address, and she began, “You are welcome, Constable. We will convey your message to our father.”
Now, they were glad about her speech, until she faced Whitney, to give her a piece of her mind, “Whitney,” she called out as though she was addressing a stupid dog. Nevertheless, her tone startled the Constable, Sir Relish and his wife. Whitney, who was shamefaced, looked up all of a sudden, and saw the dirty look on her face. Then, she continued, “I have gone through your undertaken, and I was pleased to read that you promised to be of good conduct. Allow me to clarify it for you that it should not be for writing’s sake. If I see you anywhere close to my parents or Henry and his wife, I will help your parents, who failed to give you any home training, to give it to you. I hope I made myself clear?”
Freya was just about a year older than Whitney, yet she chose to demean her and her entire family. At that point, Sir Relish could not bear the disrepute, and he excused himself, and left for his car.
'Good. That was how my father left his office because of your untrained daughter,' she thought with glee. Likewise, Whitney was crying profusely over many things. Freya had just reminded her in one fell swoop, that she had lost Arthur and Henry, and how she had brought disgrace to her family.
“Constable, in the absence of any other thing, we beg to take our leave,” Denise indicated. Then, the Constable, who was short of words over Freya's warning, stood up, and spoke, “Thank you, for your time.” Likewise, Denise and Freya stood up, followed by a weak Lady Relish, and she greeted, “Thank you for everything, Constable.”
“You are welcome, Lady Relish.”
She caught up with Denise and Freya, who were already heading towards the door, and appreciated with a soft smile, “Thank you for your understanding. My regards to your parents.”
“It is all right, Lady Relish. Have a wonderful day,” Freya responded cheerfully with a sense of accomplishment.