C10 Family but not by blood 3

It’s a cool invention and I hope it can be more advanced now tracking criminals and masterminds of wars, corruption, drugs, rapes, sex slaveries, illegalities on animals, nature and life that threatens our country and each nation and the world’s safety, freedom, protection and health.

Vi, hello, Vivian to earth, hello!!!!, Dee said shouting right in front of my face, with her hand waving at me to notice her. What’s happening? I think you need to rest and or maybe you’re hungry. Amanda bought me California Maki, do you want some?

Ah…yeah, thanks! Sure! Hehe!, I said after consciously running my conscious mind back to where Dee and I where. I laughed and apologized since I got stressed learning that mom wanted to meet my new assistant, who is Dee. So, now my mind is wandering like hell out of my conscious world and around somewhere which is bad since maybe Dee thought I’m a natural lunatic now.

Oh man!, I told myself and apologized to Dee. Sorry Dee, okay, I’ll pay for the order then, I insisted and when Amanda came In with the orders, I handed the cash I had left on my wallet which is a thousand dollars. Oh, this is just a hundred, Amanda added while handing the two boxes to Dee. That’s okay, it’s yours, I said generously and smiled at Dee then swerved to walk away from the girls who were looking at each other and giggling as I left the room. Shitsies! I’m such a loser!, haaa!, I’m so dead!, I thought while sitting at my guest room chair and fixed up private office to check on Dee if she’s okay or not when she was unconscious for the past few weeks in my master ‘s bedroom. Ahhhh….I’m so old fashioned and old. I think young adults like Dee or Amanda like boys or men who are smart or passionate which is I’m not or appear to be cold and out of focus, most of the time when I’m with her. What’s wrong with me…what’s wrong with you Vi!!! ugh!!!!

Well, this is just one of those days when I get to like a girl and couldn’t even talk to her properly. Frank maybe is laughing at me right now. Speaking of the devil, the man is standing and talking with one of the home guards down the veranda, when I walked to my terrace seeing my bodyguard laughing like he is watching a clip or video crazily online. Then, my cell rang. Frank?! Yeah right, were you laughing at me or someone else I know?

Nope Madame! Cristiano and Manchester won! We won the bet worth 10 grand, Frank said calmly with his British accent. You’re a wonderful man Frank. Thanks! Then, let’s celebrate…and.., I added and my smile went from tiny ones up to my ears. Frank breathed heavily and added…I’m sorry that you dig Ms. Matibae or Desiree and couldn’t do anything about it!!!!! Hahahahahahaahah……………………………………., he said teasing me then dropped the call, when I was about to scold him and…..ahhhhhhhhh, I’ll get you Frank, one way or the other, heheehhhehehehhehe!!!!!!, I thought with an evil plan in mind to get him for degrading a powerful billionaire like me, haha and laughed at myself while saying the unimportant phrase.

Ahh..Frank is like a dad or a confidante that I wished my dad could be with me. Anyway, he lived a hard life and getting rich was his main goal in life. But my siblings and I as we grew older, followed his strict and military rules, which made our lives and teen age life like a living hell. I couldn’t go out without a chaperon and I couldn’t be who I want to be since my dad would set up date after dates matching me with his rich friends boys or sons. It was very revolting but I loved the idea of going out to meet new friends and respected my dad’s decision to run my teen age life for many years. But when I turned eighteen, I chose to suty in New York and left them in Paris. Frank was my dad’s butler and made him come with me to look after me. Yet, Frank is like my second dad and made me feel that I’m free and can do anything in the world along with his honest opinions and advises that molded me to be the person I am now. My dad taught me to be firm, strong and manly in all of my business decisions and passionate about women and romantic love. But I always had the tendency to become over protective and jealous that I always try to chain my boyfriends or hold then in the neck until they become disloyal and leave me in the end. Dad is like that and I couldn’t get out of that habit which I tried to do with Fiona and got burned so tragically, I wanted to skin her alive or use her as a punching bag. But I never did that to any of the boys or girls I dated because I loved them and adored them.

So, I think I just punched someone in the nose and chin when he disrespected a Starbucks barista one time when I was in a hurry to attend a meeting and a business man wanted to come in first in the long line of customers. He said he was rich but I knew already that I was the riches woman in New York not until I became a billionaire and had completion since some of my colleagues are now earning in Trillions. Okay, setting aside my personal net worth, the man tried to squeeze himself in and he did, but pushed a woman aside and shouted at the barista. A young woman who I think is just new at the job. The girl didn’t know what to do so the manager offered to help out but the rude business man said he was in a hurry so I butt in and apologized and told the manager to pay for the man’s drink so he could just go on his way. But the businessman said he could pay for his drink and that he was rich. Customers were really getting anxious with the whole situation so I stopped and looked at the man and punched him on the nose so he would stop shouting at me and the girl. The man’s nose broke and he dialed the police’s number for what I did to him. The girl at Starbucks was crying and I am a loyal and favorite customer at the said café. The business man and I with our lawyers came together on Monday and worked out a settlement. He asked for a hundred dollar fine for what I did (breaking his nose and chin) which I gave I gave wholeheartedly. But asked Frank to ask for payback and send the man to Timbuktu if he could, which Frank agreed to do sooner than I thought. With his connections from my dad’s business colleagues, the said rich businessman now is in Antarctica with the sea lions and polar bears when he woke up the next morning in his pajamas, I’m sure screaming for help.