HIS SWEET REVENGE

Celine’s POV

Guilt sips through me as he drives Camilla, me, and Jason home. He is indeed a gentleman. He did not only help us to pay for our shopping but he is also driving us home, saving us any further embarrassment.

Camilla and I left the mansion around 2 pm and we spent 2 hours shopping and another hour trying to pay.

It is getting late already and I can see the worry etch on Camilla’s face. She is worried that Bryan will come home without getting his dinner ready.

Camilla makes sure to start cooking dinner by 5 pm and even if Bryan comes home late, she will still microwave it for him to eat.

“I’m so sorry to bother you this much, Eric”, sadness is evident in my voice. This declination has dampened my good spirit and I can’t wait to get home, see Bryan, and know the cause of it.

Eric smiles again. “It is nothing. I just hope it will be resolved soon so something of this sort won’t repeat itself.”

“Nah! I will never come shopping if it isn’t confirmed that the card is working”, I utter and he laughs lightly. “Only God knows what would have happened if you hadn’t offered to help. I can’t imagine going to jail…”

A cold chill runs down my spine at the thought of a real prison. Bryan’s mansion is a comfortable one and I doubt if I can survive in two prisons in a lifetime. I am sure I will choose Bryan’s comfortable prison over and over again, over the uncomfortable one. I am too young to go to jail, besides Bryan will get us out.

Eric starts to laugh.

“You are too pretty to go to jail”, he mumble and I flush at the remark. He continues to laugh.

“It’s not funny, Eric. I almost collapsed right there”, I confess and he laughs more.

I had called him sir but he asked me to call him his name instead. I am quite surprised that I am talking freely to him as he drives us home. It is just as if we have known each other for decades.

“It’s ok, Celine. Where do you stay?” he ask?All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Camilla speaks for the first time since we are inside the car. Jason has fallen asleep in her arms. He is used to taking a nap every noon. I just hope he isn’t hungry yet.

He ate something before we left home this afternoon.

I watch Camilla from where I am sitting beside Eric, in the driver’s seat. Sitting here is reminding me of Paxton. He isn’t back from God knows where yet. He refused to tell me where exactly he was going.

It’s been more than a month since he left and I called to know when he would be back yesterday, without giving me a specific day, he told me soon. I hope he is fine wherever he is.

“Bryan’s mansion?” Eric asks suddenly, his fist clenching on the wheels. I shift my gaze from Camilla to him, wondering what is with his strange behavior.

“Yeah”, I answer. “Do you know him?”

He fakes a laugh. “Who doesn’t know the famous youngest billionaire”, he chuckles softly but I am looking past his laughter.

He has a look on his face that I can’t place.

As dumb as I am, I always know when someone is lying, just like I got to know Paxton is hiding a lot of things from me.

He isn’t telling me anything about himself even though he knows everything about me, including my personal life which I want to keep anonymous.

“Really?” I sound sarcastic but he didn’t get the tone.

“Yeah, everyone knows him”, he darts his eyes around and I continue to watch him.

Suddenly, he snaps his head to gaze at me. “Are you one of his employees?”

“Yes”, I answer and look away from him. “I am the nanny while Camilla is the head maid.”

Reality dawns on his face and he turns back to Camilla. He watches Jason for a while before asking. “Bryan has a son?”

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Bryan’s POV

I step into the house in anger, flinging my jacket away and walking towards Celine’s room.

Why can’t I have a moment’s rest from Celine’s stupidity? She has done it again. I was having a bad day at work because of the deal I lost when I got a notification from my bank, I knew immediately that Celine got the wrong card.

I specifically told Camilla to go tell her to check the suit she got out for me to wear to work yesterday.

Why did she search for another suit? What the hell is wrong with her ears? Is she trying to humiliate me and tarnish my image so people will think I have gone broke?

I wonder what happened at the shopping mall and how they managed to get out. Camilla had also called me to inform me.

I don’t ignore her calls, no matter how busy I am.

I know she wouldn’t call for no reason. If I see her call, I know it must be important and urgent that she speaks to me. I left the office the moment I got the notification.

Without knocking the door, I push the door open and enter. She is facing the mirror but the moment I enter, she turns back abruptly to face me.

She is looking different today with her two braids and diamond earrings. I notice her dress and wonder if I have ever seen her this way before.

Did she dress this way because of the shopping?

I tear my gaze away as she stands up abruptly with a bow. “Welcome, boss.”

“Celine”, I call softly. “Can you please tell me why you are so dumb and stupid?”

She jerks her head up in surprise.

“Will you answer me or continue to look at me that way? How can you be so dumb not to notice the card you got is the wrong one?”

“There was no way I would know….” She defends herself.

“How wouldn’t you know? That damn card isn’t for any purchases here. It’s a travel credit card?” I yell, interrupting her.

Her voice softens and she bows. “I am sorry, I didn’t know.”

“I am not here for an apology, I just want to know why you don’t follow instructions. If you had followed my instructions and searched for the two cards I wanted you to use in my blue suit, this wouldn’t have happened.” I tighten my fist angrily.

“I’m sorry. I will be more careful next time”, she apologizes again.

“That is what you keep saying all the time and you keep repeating the same mistake.”

“I am sorry, sir.”

I sigh, turning away from her. I am thinking of what to do to make sure this doesn’t repeat itself and she will make sure to listen to instructions more carefully henceforth.

Ignoring my curiosity to know where Jason is, I stride closer to her. When I am a few distances away, a flash of fear crosses her face and she backs away. I move closer until her back hits the wall.

Pinning her with an angry gaze and with my two hands on the wall, restricting her from moving out, I lean closer and she shut her eyes, squirming and trembling beneath my intense gaze.

“Are you having a hearing problem?!” I shout into her ears. I want to be sure she has no disorder whatsoever.

“No!” She answers with her eyes still shut.

“Are you sure?!” I shout again.

“Yes.” She pushes me away with her two hands. Her eyes are still closed and when she opens them, I see the reason for her discomfort. Her face is flushed red in embarrassment like a tomato.

An idea forms in my head as a sudden realization hits me. I turn away from her abruptly to hide my grin.

“Now I know the best revenge to give Celine”, I mutter to myself as I take the exit.