"It's for a charity ball that I'm spearheading. Sonya prepared everything," I say, sounding proud of the last sentence. I'm really proud of Sonya, she's a great, smart woman.
The charity ball will be amazing, and Mother won't be able to say anything because Sonya will prove herself. The ball's going to be grand because Sonya's the one who prepared for the event.
I have nothing more to ask for. Well, I want to marry her soon. That's why I need mom's approval.
"Charity ball?" Mom looks surprised. She frowns and opens the envelope. Her frown straightens when she continues reading the contents of the invitation.
I didn't comment when I saw the different emotions on her face. A frown of puzzlement, eyes widening in surprise, then, a smile of indifference? I'm not sure, Mom can mask her emotions really well.
"Please go, Mom. I have an important announcement to make," I tell her. "I need you to be there. Also, I want you to see where the money went. You've asked about it before."
"I will go," Mom closes the invitation. "But I barely have time to prepare. You should have told me sooner. I don't have the appropriate gowns to wear. The time isn't enough."
"Mom, I know you can prepare during this short time," I smile at her. "I'm going to see you tonight."
"I will go," she assures me. I walk out of her office, feeling like I've done my best. Tonight will be a test for our relationship as well.
Even if she doesn't give her approval, I'll still marry the love of my life. I just hope it won’t be like this.
Twenty-Seven
Sonya
"You look beautiful, mommy," Lauralee tells me. I look at Lauralee, and we smile at the same time. My little girl looks so pretty as if she's the Disney Princess that she loves the most.
She has a yellow princess gown like the one in Beauty and the Beast, her favorite movie.
"You look like a princess, darling," I say to her as I caress her face. I still can't' believe how blessed I am. To have a daughter as nice and perfect as Lauralee is a blessing from God.
And to have a man like Grant… what more can I ask for? I really love them both, and I look forward to every time that we're together.
"Do you think Grandma will like me?" Lauralee asks out of the blue. To say that I'm surprised by her question is an understatement. Is she nervous about meeting CEO Fields? I mean, Grant's mother?
Grant mentioned her before, and Lauralee has been curious ever since.
"Who won't like you, honey? You're a kid, and you don't have to worry about such things. Let me worry about it and Grant too," I explain to her. Honestly, I don't know what will happen tonight.
I'm nervous but not because of the charity ball… but because I'll be meeting CEO Fields tonight. She's going to judge me if I'm fit for her son. It makes me want to hide under a blanket or something.
That's why I have to make sure that this event will be perfect, and that I look my best. I can't look shabby while standing together with Grant. The mirror reflects me, and I feel a bit of confidence surge within me.
Well, when it comes to looking presentable… I've done my best. In fact, I look gorgeous in my eyes that I keep blinking them because I still can't believe that I'm this person in front of me in a red, form-fitting halter gown with a long slit on the side of my left leg.
It shows off my beautiful legs and still decent enough to not be considered slutty. I'm not showing enough cleavage, but the leg is plentiful enough to tease people's senses. I'm worried because this is a charity ball, but the designers insisted on this.
I like this exclusive gown too. I wonder what will Grant think if he sees me? I hope he likes it. I caress my simple necklace as I think of him. I can't help but miss him even though we've only been away for a few hours.
My attachment to him is growing each day. It's becoming dangerous. I laugh to myself as I realize this.
"Mommy? Do you think about Uncle Grant? You always smile when you think of him," Lauralee comments as she holds on to my gown. "Don't worry, Mommy, he'll like you for sure. In fact, he loves you."
I giggle because of my daughter's reassurance, she's so cute. There's no one else as cute as my darling. Her lovable eyes reflect so much innocence and kindness. My Lauralee's such an adorable kid that it's more than enough to touch Gloria's heart.
Or any heart at that.
"Mommy, you look like a queen," Lauralee says to me. I kiss her on both cheeks, smacking my lips noisily. Lauralee giggles. I'm about to say something, but I can hear the sound of a car.
It's Grant.