Chapter 7: Our pleasure.
Still in the moment of their lunch at dejour restaurant. The bright sunlight penetrated through the window brightly reflecting on their lunch.
"What type of wedding would you prefer?" He asked raising a brow. "Mafia wedding, white wedding or Valentine wedding?"
"I would go for the white wedding. I just preferred white wedding. I can't go through stress because of the baby."
"I also want pictures of our baby and a baby shower." He was about to sip his juice.
"Cheers." Sarah and Andrew clinked their glass cups together with a beautiful smile of merriment and jubilation.
Few minutes after, they were through with their lunch.
"Oh my lady if you please." Andrew requested her hand with a bow. She slowly and softly placed her hand on Andrew's."I am so grateful and surprised Andrew...."
"That's okay. It's not always luck that's how it's supposed to be. I impregnated you in a one night stand and I will surely take responsibility." He cut Sarah out of impatience.
"How dare you mere cleaner?" A familiar harsh voice behind the office door distracted Sarah and Andrew. Andrew was on his feet about to say a word.....
"Excuse me madam....."
Aria slapped Sarah out in anger and impatience. "What the heck are you doing with my husband?" Aria glared at Sarah like she's nothing before her.
Aria still remained the arrogant lady she was since she discovered her family's wealth and power. She also still a woman that lacks discipline. Uncautously flirting with other men.
"Aria I have told you several times. I don't want to see you before me anymore. I am not interested in you. I am soley interested in Sarah my wife." Andrew drew Sarah closer, making Aria jealous.
The remaining staffs behind including the humiliated cleaner were making romantic sounds, blushing at Andrew and Sarah's moment.
Out in frustration Aria wants to pull Sarah's hair. Andrew held her hand tightly and threw it back at her. She Left in annoyance. Pushing them aside out of carelessness.
More staffs gathered than before, glaring at Andrew and Sarah.
""Will you marry me?" Andrew knelt before Sarah pleading with three sparkling diamonds rings. "Make me the happiest man in on earth. Let's seek revenge on our enemies for good."
Sarah taught she was still dreaming. She touched her chest as her heart skipped a bit. Puffing out a breeze of air from her mouth.
"Ooohhhh! Say yes. Say yes." The staffs behind were screaming.
"Yes I will marry you." Sarah screamed in excitement and shock as the the last diamond was inserted in her hand. To spice up the event, Andrew carried Sarah and made a a 360.
"I can't choose for you. You have to conclide hiw our wedding is going to commence In a few weeks time."
"W ..what! In a few weeks time. What type of wedding is coming up. It's unbelievable. What the next rumor the paparazzi's are going to carry."
"We are getting married the exact date and time your wedding was fixed with Alfred. Be quick an think about it. I understand your body and soul are not prepared for this. But, at the same time, you can reject my proposal." Andrew sipped the little whiskey in his wine cup. "You have to give them a throw back and dtge biggest shut up ever. If you don't do this your name and reputation might be stained for an extended period or forever." Andrew walked closely to the sliders behind his desk still holding his wine cup with his left hand in his pocket.
Sarah's hand s were trembling as she was dangling her fingers with her skirt. She checked her phone screen and widened her bright almond eyes. "I have to give him an answer before 12 pm. What kind of marriage is this. Isn't it said that wealthy people weddings planning takes up to three months."
That was not some kind of routine.
Sarah was feeling unease and nervous. She needed time to spend alone. When she looked back, all workers, including the cleaner already evacuated. It Andrew's set up, he planned it unpurpose, to propose to Sarah.
"Am waiting darling." He said in a sexy voice.
"Excuse me MR president! I need to use the restroom." Sarah lied to excuse herself for a moment.
"Hey you! Don't call me Mr president. Call me Andrew. My name is Andrew Levis." He pulled Sarah's waist closer to himself. Glaring straight in her eyes, making her feel a sense of appraisal.
"O..okay." Sarah pushed his chest slightly.
She closed the door with a sign of relief. Sitting on the floor. She made a call to Samantha with shaking hands, "Hello Samantha, please listen to me. If I it got to your hearing that I am getting married on he exact date I am getting married, would you believe me? Won't you think I am getting crazy?"
"No, I wouldn't." Samantha sounded very calm over the phone. She taught it was a joke.
"I know you know there's some kind of relationship between Alfred and Aria. The online media once spread some kind of rumour about their extra affairs. Just forget about it and choose a man ten thousand times better than Alfred.
"I am not kidding." Sarah moved her lips slightly. I mean it's true I may really get married. It's a marriage of convenience."
"Who are you getting married to exactly? How did it all happen?"
"Andrew proposed to me with three diamond rings. He asked for my hand in marriage.we are getting married right on the day I choose to be married to Alfred."
"Haaa!" Samantha screamed on a high pitch of rine on the phone. "Are you serious or you are kidding? How can it be? Just now. Like Andrew levis must really be a responsible man."
"I will talk to you later." Sarah hung the call.
In this fast- paced modern society, money was almost omnipotent, and president Andrew had the market value of tens of billions! It was definitely the number one in New York city.
Andrews words echoed in Sarah mind one more time. "You can't say no to marrying me. Or did you want your reputation to be stained for a very long time or forever. Marry me, make me the happiestan on earth and shame our enemies."
Sarah walked majestically away from the restroom.
"You took so long." Andrew pulled her hand.
"There's nothing Andrew......"
His phone rang, "Hello mom! I am still at the office."
After few conversations with his mother. Andrew left the office saying good bye to Sarah.
"It's fine to have such marriage." In the end, Sarah sat outside next to a park and sighed. "Who cares? I will marry him, shut my enemies up and put them to shame and be his first lady.
With this thought in mind, Sarah mad e more research about president Andrew's biography on Wikipedia.
Most of the people on the Internet said that, he's the CEO of Alesco breweries company. Also the developer of Microsoft package system. Number ranked on Forbes list
As for his emotional life, "Rumour has it that his family is urging him to get married. Afterall, he is the only son. His family is anxious about the rumour that he is gay ....."
"Many news have speculated that this is that reason there are no women around Andrew. Does he not like women at all? Otherwise, with his status, it would be practically impossible for him to remain single.
After reading more if his information on Wikipedia. Sarah lowered her head wondering if truly he is a gay.
"Can I get still get married to Andrew without any rumour or misinformation that will ruin our marriage?"
He wrapped his hand around her waist, carefully leading her out of the VIP session. Andrew cared for Sarah like she's a new hatch egg.
Sarah was timid walking in the midst of staff and customers as they make echoing sounds to praise. Amidst the the crowd were lots of whispers and rumor that sank Sarah in sadness. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes for few seconds in flash of memories and nostalgia. Sarah's nostalgic moment unfolds the eras she and Alfred spent quality time together in restaurants, malls and clubs.
This moment evokes a bittersweet longing of the past that brought both of them tightly together. Their moment of a pleasant evening têtê à têtê they spent together wraps around them like a warm blanket.
They had a mix of anxiousness in the atmosphere glaring at each other, with thoughts of what their reaction might be.
Upon their arrival, Sarah overhead few arguments and conversation within, even though their voices aren't lousy. Her heart began to race like wild fire in fear of Andrew's parents reaction.
"Even till now, you will still be at fault." Sarah heard a voice within.
She tucked her bang glaring at Andrew, "what's all these Andrew?" She questioned him.
There are many things Andrew levis was yet to tell her about his family and home. All his taughts was that his relationship with Sarah would easily drift away just like that if he was fully open minded.
He held Sarah's waist with a facial expression, expressing his fear of not wanting Sarah to drift away. Suddenly, their argument were cut short when they over heard foot steps of their son.
Surprisingly, she saw the beautiful interior decors and illuminations hung around with few of their chef.
She looked closely at the walls of the sitting room as she astonishly found her pictures frames.
"My darling daughter." Her mom–in–law Bianca hugged her tightly. She walked d few steps closely paying her respects to her Father–in–law.
As Sarah stepped her foot into Andrew's family home, her heart beat echoed in he hearing. The air was thick and filled with the scent of fresh home-cooked meals, but the warmth of the atmosphere was overshadowed by her nerves. Andrew squeezed her hand gently, offering a reassuring smile with a wink, but the weight of the moment loomed large.
In the living room, Andrew's parents were seated, their expressions a mix of curiosity and scrutiny. His mother, with her sharp eyes and welcoming demeanor, admired Sara. "Sarah, it's so lovely to finally meet you!" she said, her voice warm yet probing.
As they engaged in small talk, Sarah felt the tension rise thinking she felt sall Before his parents glare. Andrew's mother asked about her background, her tone friendly but laced with an undertone of expectation. Sarah spoke about her ambitions, trying to project confidence, but she could feel Andrew's father's gaze lingering, as if he were searching for any sign of weakness.
The conversation took a turn when Andrew's mother mentioned family traditions, her eyes sparkling with pride. "We value loyalty and strength in our family," she said while they were all served a cup of wine, glancing at Andrew. Sarah's heart sank slightly, realizing the importance of these values in Andrew's world. She glanced at Andrew, who looked both proud and apprehensive.
In that moment, Sarah understood that this meeting was more than just a casual introduction; it was a test of her worthiness in Andrew's life. She took a deep breath, ready to prove that she could hold her own in this world filled with expectations and unspoken rules. The stakes were high, and she was determined to navigate through the complexities of family dynamics, hoping to forge a connection that could withstand the challenges ahead.
Aside the unspoken rules, Sarah raised her eye balls glaring at the the picture frame in the sitting room. The picture of the so called very beautiful lady looks a little bit like her. She's about to be told somethings.
"My sarah, you look so much like my daughter Gloria." Bianca smiled.
"Pardon ma'am! Who's Gloria Levis?" Sarah raised a brow.
"Gloria Levis is my one and only daughter. The twin sister to my son. You resemble her" Bianca was emotional.
"Mom we can forget about it." Andrew sighed and rushed his wine.
An hour passed, after Sarah was entertained. Andrew went further, giving her privilege to fully explore the house and it's surroundings. Right at Gloria Levis tomb. Sarah glared at it trying to discover a lot of information about her death. Above the white adorned tile was an history of her death written on her tomb.
Sarah traced her eyes according to the lettering, "Gloria was Andrew's twin sister. A mysterious and sad event occurred few years ago. An unexpected incident that prepared them to face sorrow. On June 12 2020, this very happens to be Andrew's birthday along with his twin sister Gloria Levis. Gloria Levis was the brand ambassador and share holder of Samsung phone limited. Gloria is known to be the friendly and jovial type." She took a deep breath and continues with her reading, "Right on this cheerful day, she was eager to make a bowl of noodles for her brother that very night. She was not cautious and careful of the hazards when she lit the gas cooker with the sparkler in her hands. A thin line breeze blew on fingers. Unfortunately it was flammable, and caught fire. It was late when she was rushed to the hospital by her entourages. While at the hospital they realized it's already late when Gloria was at the verge of death."
Eversince June 12 2020, Mr and Mrs Levi's had a dysfunctionality in their home, accepting Andrew Levis has the only child of their family. Mr lucent Levis
still had the thought that his wife was faulty about his daughter's death.