C3 Birthday Preparation 2

At getting into the kitchen, she could see the cooks shivering. She noticed that they had to burn lots of stuff in there which provoked her.

"What is the meaning of this?" She yelled

"Don't worry ma'am, I'll take care of this," One of the cooks responded with shaky hands and fumbling lips.

Grace turns around to see what had caused such smoke which was slowly scrambling into the hall.

“What if something happened here for real, would you be telling my mother that she shouldn’t worry? There are many people in the kitchen and yet you all could not see when these fishes were burning,” Grace barked.

"We are very sorry ma'am, we were just excited about Mom's party and at that cause, we forgot the fishes were on fire," one of the cooks apologized.

Try your best to work on this as soon as possible as the smoke from here is escaping into the living room, I do not want anyone to complain about the smoky smell,” Grace instructed.

“I am going to work on that ma’am they should not have to worry and you too do not have to worry, I will do my job here by keeping this environment safe,” Luke intervened as Grace nodded, walking out of the kitchen.

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Alfred awakes to his ringing tone, picking up the call.

"Hello babe,” Alfred responded to the caller."Why are you calling so early?" Alfred added.

"Can't I check up on you again?" She replied sounding a bit angry.

"I did not mean to annoy you dearly, I just was surprised to see your call this early. You know it has been a long you called me early in the morning and I have really missed that,” Alfred responded as Cynthia smiled at the other end.

“I saw you talking to mum yesterday, is it related to getting this bitch off my bed? I am so tired of her feeling comfortable in your space," Alfred added.

"Relax babe" Cynthia responded.

"You won't believe Grace was all over me last night. I woke up so many times to push her down from my body, her hands over my chest and her legs crossed over mine. I think she is doing it on purpose." Alfred hissed.

"Okay babe, maybe she probably has a bad sleeping habit," Cynthia said laughing.

"How do you explain when her palms were on my chest, can that still be a bad sleeping posture?" Alfred asked.

“Al stop! You are making me feel like killing her right now," Cynthia responded laughing."By the way, I have a plan although I haven't told it, mum," Cynthia added.

"If you didn't tell it to mom then what were you two discussing?" Alfred asked eagerly to know what is going on.

“I only wanted to know how much mom loves Grace and how she would react if our plan works out," Cynthia said.

"What did you find out then?” Alfred asked.

"You should know that if mom loves Grace, you are trapped with her forever," Cynthia said.

“So what did you find out,” he repeated eagerly to know his stand.

“She doesn't like Grace too and I think mom hates Grace more than you do. She said Grace is always trying to be smarter than everyone in the whole mansion, she also said that Grace had won the heart of your father, whatever so ever she needed, Mr Jerome will do it for her," Cynthia said.

"Wow that sounds like an advantage or should I says a victory on our side," Alfred muttered.

“What do you mean?" Cynthia asked.

"My mom hardly tells who she hates to someone else but if she does, it means she prefers you to the other person so I can now say we are officially back together as babe, Alfred said.

Tell me, when we get married, where would you like to spend your honeymoon?" Alfred added.

"Let's not celebrate yet, we still have hours until she lives."

"I already consider her out of my life so answer my question," Alfred insists.

"Okay then, Puerto Rico in the United States, I'll love to hear them speak Spanish," Cynthia responded.

After her response, they both went mutes for a minute, saying nothing to each other than listening to each other's breath from the phone.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Alfred asked.

"I don't know, you should first say something, or are you still happy with your dream girl around?" Cynthia responded.

"No way babe, who in the world do I dream about if not you? It's only you and you alone, you know I couldn't lose the position as the managing director of Danford, that wouldn't be good for both of us.

I am sorry babe. The hasn't been a day I was up without remembering your loving attitude, the way you used to wake me up in the morning, the way we played, the way we talk with each other, the way we..." Alfred froze, not knowing what next to say.

"The way we kissed even the way we think similarly. We make good couples," Cynthia concluded.

"I love you so much my love," Alfred said.

"I love you too a lot, more than you can ever imagine,” Cynthia said as they continue chatting a little longer before exchanging their byes and hanging up the call.

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"What colours are these? I thought I had told you the colour to use for this occasion!" Amanda yelled at the designer. Her voice was very loud calling the attention of everyone close to the hall including Grace who was approaching the hall.

"It was Mrs Jerome who asked me to change the colours," the designer responded as Grace walks in.

"It's quite a surprise that you are awake today before eight o'clock," Grace said.

“I am not here to crack jokes with you, how could you tell her to change the colours I asked her to use? You always try to be the best, the same as everyone else. Stop all your craziness before you get in my bad records," Amanda responded walking back to her room.

Grace smiled turning around to the workers who had stopped walking, staring at the Dukes argue.

"Go back to work, and you," she turns to the designer, "sorry for the stress, but I think you should do what she said, I don't want to have any misunderstanding with my sister-in-law.

"It is preferable we do what is right. The colours were awful but I did as she said, it is better to use the colours you choose." The designer said walking out of the hall.