Chapter 79
JUNE
PRESENT TIME
This is crazy. I confronted Ravel about the news of the baby, only because I wanted to know what his plan was about the
news.
Things did not go as planned for me at all. This wasn’t what I envisioned. When I heard he want to Seattle and returned, I expected him to hiss at the mention of Hazel’s name, but he seemed rather comfortable discussing her, if not happier. Yes, he found out about pascal, but I wouldn’t have confined my relationship with pascal if Ravel didn’t treat me like I’m one of his home furniture that he has to dust and keep clean.
I am a woman, and a woman has needs that has to be fulfilled, needs order than money and that is where Pascal fits in. Ravel is the end game for me, and I’m not going to stop at nothing until I have Southwark as my last name.
Pulling over at Anne’s parking lot, I got down and headed for front door only to be stopped by her security. Had it been any other day, I wouldn’t have minded that he’s doing his job, but today, I am pis sed; so f ucking pis sed that if I had a gun, I would have considered shooting. “Mrs. Southwark knows I’m coming,” I spat, still glaring at him, “now get out of my face.”
Ignoring my outburst, he spoke into his mic, confirming my claim before pushing the door open to grant me entrance into the house. “Be rest assured that if Anne ever asks me to make a request, getting you fired will be one of them.” I spat.
He stared at me with a stoic expression, unfazed by my threat. Maybe to him, it holds no water; one of the reason why I will definitely add more value and respect to my name by getting the Southwark name added to mine.
When I walked into the living room, one of her staffs led me up to her room. Anne was out at the balcony facing the garden with a cup of coffee on her right hand and a laptop on her thigh. She looked up as I stepped into the balcony. “What makes you think you have unlimited access to my house?”
Of course she is going to be rude about it. It runs in their godd amn blood vessels. “Because despite our obvious dislike for each other, we have a mutual understanding towards a particular person.”
Closing the laptop, she gave me her undivided attention. “And what could that be?”
Without waiting for her to offer, I pulled out the other chair and sat down, mimicking her by crossing both legs. “You agreed to help me make sure Ravel doesn’t end up Hazel.”
She scoffed. “And yet they look like they are getting more closer and bonded.” She sipped her coffee. “What do you want this time?” Her cold eyes regarded me. “I’m sure you already have a plan in mind, although I doubt it will work out. The universe seems to be in support of their silly feelings towards each other.”
I frowned, my fist clenching with anger. “What is that suppose to mean?”
Tilting he head, she stared at me, almost amused. “They finally got divorced, something that could have severed whatever connection they have, but then Hazel fell pregnant. They’ve been trying for a child all these while and it never happened then suddenly when they are ready to go on their separate ways, the baby came. Hazel keeps it a secret all these while and the moment Ravel showed little interest in her, the news about the baby was published all over the internet.”
I winced. “That was me.” It is so embarrassing to admit to that.
Anne’s brows arched. “What was you?” The intensity of her gaze made me look away. Suddenly, she released a chuckle. “You leaked the news about the baby?”
I bit my lower lips, already regretting my decision to do that. “It seemed like a very good idea to me then, so I did it.”
Anne continued to stare at me in a manner that will make even men nervous. “It was a good idea for me and my son because you made the existence of a Southwark blood to us known, but for you and what you desire, I do not see how that was a good idea.” Her fingers intertwined. “How did you even find out about the little girl?”
Chapter 79
“Ravel hosted a birthday party for Hazel here in New York.” I revealed and Anne’s brows jumped to her hairline. “I found out about it and was furious, so I headed to the venue of the party to confront him and possibly crash the party, but then I overheard Elenor and Hazel arguing about the little girl, just outside the penthouse. Apparently Elenor knows about the baby and was persuading Hazel to tell Ravel ASAP”
Anne nodded thoughtfully. “I get the picture now.” My nose crinkled at her cryptic words. “You figured Hazel was going to tell Ravel eventually, but you wanted him to hear it elsewhere so he will be furious at Hazel for keeping such big secret from
him.”
I guess my plan backfired. “Can you believe he is planning on taking some days off work just to go to Seattle and spend time with Hazel and her daughter.”
“His daughter.” She corrected and I nearly scoffed, “Did he tell you that he’s going on a trip to Seattle?” I shook my head and she glared. “Then how did you find out?” She hissed, “are you merely speaking base on speculation?”
“I’m stating fact.” I argued, defending myself. “And don’t ask me how I found out, I have my sources.”
“You had better not be spying on my son.” She spat. “I’ll end you faster than you can imagine if you do that.”
Biting my inner cheek to stop myself from saying my thought out aloud, I focused on the major reason I’m here. “Surely, Ravel feels angry towards Hazel for hiding his child, even if the anger is just one percent, I want to stretch it into something bigger.”
“And you’re coming to me because?”
“Because I need your help.” I stated bluntly, since she has decided to pretend not to know the real reason I’m here. “I want you to help me.”
She stared at my unblinkingly. “I’m only doing this because I do not want that woman raising my grandchild.” I’m sure Hazel doesn’t want her raising her daughter too, so the feeling is mutual. “Let’s take away her means of livelihood.”
My eyes widened. “You want to close down her art gallery?” This woman is pure evil. “If she’s busy trying to save the gallery, she’s going to be too busy for Ravel.”
I’ll never underestimate this woman. “You want to close down her art gallery just so she gets too busy?” If we all weren’t trying to survive, I would have actually pitied her.
“I’m doing it to create the rift between her and Ravel. Isn’t that what you wanted?” She questioned and I nodded in response. “You have two roles to play in this. First, I need a contact of one of her art suppliers,”
“And how do you suppose I get that?” I interjected.
“I don’t care, you’ll get me the number, and while I work my magic, you’re going to make Hazel and the rest of her team believe that Ravel is the one sabotaging her business.”
Perfect! After everything Ravel has done to her in the past, her walls will go up high after