Chapter 98 - The Mistress

Tightening her grip on the money in her hand Daniella followed Evan back to their hotel room. He hadn't spoken a single word to her since Ken left and she already had an idea why.  

Her heart thumped as the heels of her oxford shoes sounded on the floor of the hallway and when Evan opened the door she felt her heart pulverize.  

'Why is he not talking?' Daniella thought as anxiety slowly devoured her mind.  

Her feet followed him towards the bedroom, are we going to fight? She started to ask herself.  

When Evan sat on the edge of the bed, Daniella focused on his face  exhaustion was painted on his handsome feature while beads of sweat formed on his forehead in big pieces.  

"Spill it Daniella , What happened there?"  

After blowing her cheeks like a frog Daniella decided to confess  "I read his memory and threatened him saying that I would   break his brother's feet if he won't return the money."  

His eyes narrowed in suspicion, "did he hurt you?" a tinge of concern was always in his voice; it only showed how much he really cared for her.  

She walked two steps closer and sat on his lap, her hands moved to wrap themselves around his waist while her head rested on his chest.  

"No " she said in an almost whisper tone as she slowly closed her eyes.  

She heard Evan blabbering some words she could not understand since her spirit was slowly leaving her body.  

When she felt his hand on her forehead, Daniella surrendered to sleep and dove down into her dream.  

Meanwhile when the faint familiar sound of Daniella's snore rang in Evan's ear, a light chuckle escaped his lips. He gently put Daniella down onto the bed and removed her shoes.  

Just as he was about to enter the bathroom to wash, he heard his phone ringing he intended to ignore it but it continued and he was afraid that Daniella might wake up if he didn't answer the phone.  

Picking up the phone from the bedside table, Evan saw his grandfather's number on the screen. His brows creased deeply as he walked out of the room towards the balcony.  

" Yeah?" he uttered after answering the phone.  

"Evan, you need to come home now!" His grandfather roared.  

"What's wrong?"  

"What's wrong?" his grandfather yelled at the top of his lung , the old man's loud voice made Evan shift the phone from his ear.  

"What do you want grandpa?" he blew out a sigh as he spoke, his grandfather barely called but when he did it must be something important.  

"Come back home. Roman Lee is willing to sell his share to us at half price " and the irritation that was evident in this grandfather's voice earlier has been replaced by a whimsical tone.  

Evan's brows creased,  a feeling of suspicion began to cloud his heart as he turned and looked at the glass wall, through it he saw Daniella sleeping on the bed in a cute position.  

He smiled forgetting that his grandfather was on the other line.  

"Are you there?"  

He blinked to get his head back to reality "what does he want?"  

"He wants to have a family tie with us."  

From looking at Daniella  Evan turned to face the street, it was just as lively as they left it earlier, the sound of music and screams of people still sounded in the background.  

"You'll to have to talk to Matthew's parents grandpa , get their blessing instead of calling me" through the corner of his eyes he caught the cigarette pack hiding behind the small palm tree vase.  

"Roman Lee wants you to marry his daughter Camille. Since she used to be your girlfriend, it shouldn't be hard to marry her right?"  

Evan was just about to take a step closer to the vase when his grandpa spoke and it made his body tense like a rock.  

A loud and rough sigh left his lips as he occupied the chair next to the palm tree vase and picked up the cigarettes.  

He lit one stick using the lighter he found inside the box and puff a smoke.  

"Grandpa you should know what my answer would be , why did you even bother to call me?" and once again he inhaled a mouthful of smoke  and held it in his mouth for a longer time .  

As the smoke came out of his mouth and nose, his grandfather replied.  

"She's just a sitter Evan. I know that she has a good education but she's nothing compared to Camill ," his grandfather paused for a moment, "and I heard that Roman Lee has good connections in France , It might be good for us to have ties with them."  

Shaking his head Evan put out the cigarette and lay it on the soil in the vase with the rest of the cigarette butts that Daniella smoked.  

"I don't want to talk-" Evan was cut out when his grandpa suddenly yelled his name.  

"EVAN!" his grandfather sounded like someone in his death bed that was trying to fight for his life, so rough and full of anger "if you really like that babysitter then you can make her your mistress!"  

And with those words, Evan's face darkened more than the night sky. Anger blazed in his eyes as he got up and closed the door of the balcony tightly, the last thing he wanted was for Daniella to hear their conversation.  

He knew his grandfather really well , he respected him because of his hard work and dedication to his wife. Not even once his grandfather cheated on his grandmother.  

"Would you make grandma your mistress if someone asked you too?" a hint of sarcasm and bitterness were recognized in his voice as he spoke, even the cold wind was scared to blow its chilly air on him.  

When his grandfather went quiet a scoff sounded from Evan's side, "you can either accept Daniella as my girlfriend or let Matthew handle the company or maybe your son can come back from his retirement and handle the company himself " saying those threats he ended the call abruptly.  

He looked at the glass wall only to find the bed empty, he immediately walked inside but before he could even set afoot, a figure emerged from behind  the curtain causing his body to shiver in shock and utter the word "f*ck."  

"Hehe " Daniella giggled in amusement as she stood behind the startled Evan. She was about to hug his waist when he suddenly carried her body and tossed her to the bed.  

"Hehe " Evan imitated her laugh. As he moved closer to the bed his hand ripped his half-destroyed shirt and  knelt on the bed.  

"Wait " Daniella crawled backwards "I need to shower first and brush my teeth " when she reached the end of the bed, she tried to get up but before her body could leave the bed her legs were pulled by Evan's hands and in just one blink, Evan was already on top of her.  

"Hehe " he once again imitated her laugh as his face drew closer to hers .