"We will think about thatter," said Robert. "Get the servants to clean this ce up," he ordered and assisted himself in leaving the room. Amelia joined him and Jack left after ring at Michelle for a few seconds, remembering how she almost wanted to kill him a few minutes ago.
**
"You want her to know you are Anastasia?" Xavier asked Selene with a curious gaze.
"Definitely. I wish I could have been there to witness Michelle’s reaction firsthand," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "I can only imagine the shock and dismay she must be feeling. It’s as if all the blood has drained from her face. She’s finally getting what she deserves," she continued, a malevolent glint momentarily shing in her eyes before fading away as if it had never been there.
Selene continued to stay at the hospital for an extra week while Xavier made sure not to leave her alone no matter what, even when Ezekiel wanted them to talk about the situation.
Xavier had wanted Selene to stay an extra week, making it two weeks but she refused. She’d recuperated and wanted to stay home instead and let her wound heal before going back to the set.
Director Jax was kind enough to give her two months to recover. However, she doubted she would waste so much time by just staying at home and doing nothing.
**
At the Wace enterprise, Ezekiel walked through the lobby, grabbing everyone’s attention with his height and appearance. As soon as they recognized him, they stared at him with curiosity in their eyes.
This was the first time in a long time they had seen a member of the rk family on the property of the Wace family.
The staff were tempted to have the security guards nearby in case a fight was going to break out.
The receptionist wanted to stop Ezekiel and ask him if he had an appointment with Xavier but the aura he walked with intimidated her and she immediately mped her mouth shut.
’If blood is shed, at least it’s not my blood.’ She shrugged before getting back to work.
Ezekiel entered the elevator and went to thest floor, where Xavier’s office was located.
When he reached, he discarded the stares he was getting from the secretaries and marched towards the door.
Hepletely understood the question behind their stares, but he wasn’t there to answer them.
Inside, Xavier noticed Ezekiel through the monitor beside his door, then he pressed a button to open it.
"You are quite eager to know more about Selene," Xavier said when Ezekiel walked in.
"Ava," Ezekiel corrected.
"Anastasia."
"Let’s go with one name, don’t confuse me," Ezekiel mumbled.
"Selene it is." Xavier closed the file he was working on and ced it aside. "What exactly do you want to know about her?"
"How her life has been at the Harrison house. Why did she have to change her name from Anastasia to Selene? Why isn’t she with the Harrison family? I have too many questions so you can start answering from anywhere," said Ezekiel.
Xavier sighed before he responded. "This is supposed to be Selene’s story to tell but I don’t want her to remember her past when she does so, so listen up...."
Xavier informed Ezekiel of everything Selene had gone through. Her maltreatment from the Harrison family, the arranged marriage Wace had with the Harrison family, the ID <i>swap</i>, signing away her properties, her miscarriage, and when he found her almost dead.
Xavier wrapped it up into one full package and threw it at Ezekiel, who couldn’t believe his ears.
"Selene is your wife?" Ezekiel questioned when Xavier was done.
"She is," he replied. "We are happily married."
"You know my father won’t approve of this marriage." Ezekiel stood upright as he red at Xavier.
"I never asked for anyone’s approval."
Silence reigned.
"My father wasn’t happy when I told him that you two were dating. How on earth am I supposed to tell him you both are already married? Are you nning on giving him a heart attack?"
"Selene and I were doing fine before your family came into the picture; before we found out about her identity. I will tell her the truth and when that timees, I hope we won’t have any sort of problem," Xavier red back at Ezekiel, making his message clear.