“This can’t be happening!” cried Purity. She stared into space with
disbelief and shock written all over her face.
“No, no,” she mumbled, looking around her office.
This man had carried out his threat. Who could have thought he
would actually do it? Aaron Theodore was full of surprises and
behaved like the Devil himself. She was a grown woman, old enough
to make her decisions and do whatever she pleases. Now,
this man – her papa, had chosen a husband for her. How could he?
Aaron Theodore had indeed surprised her. This man promised not to
meddle in her private life anymore. Right from when she was
a child to being an adult, she had never lived a life of her own- all
she had done was to please her papa, doing things the way
he wanted. Now, she grew up. She’s no more the baby of the home,
she can make her decisions and do whatever please her. d–
n this man! She wasn’t living for him. And he couldn’t dictate whom
she’d marry, she’d show him.
The door opened, a young woman of about twenty-six popped her
head in, then walked in. She was dressed in a grey suit. The
skirt was mini- above her kneels which revealed straight beautiful
legs, they were longer than their actual length ’cause she
wore a four inches stilleto. Her hair was tied in a ponytail. Her lips
shone, painted with a colourless lip gloss. Her lashes were
tick. She smiled brightly and looked Purity in the eye. Her eyes were
stunning.
“Heather!” Purity snapped as she caught sight of her secretary.
“You can’t knock or you forgot your manners?” she was now
sounding like a b—h.
“I…I did …knock.” Heather stammered. “There…was…no…no
response.”
“Are you saying I’m deaf?” Purity glared at her.
“No! I came to give you the files you’ve been asking for.” she was
embarrassed.
“I’m in no mood for such! Get that file and your walking stick body
out of my office!” Purity ordered.
In a flash, Heather was out of her office. She ran out with tears
welled up in her eyes.
Purity, what the hell is wrong with you! You just made your
secretary cry. You’re a witch. A voice in her head scolded her.
She didn’t care. Her father got her into this. She’d beat him to his
game.
She stared at her cherry desk, her fingers wandered on it. She took
a pen from the pen holder and scribbled something on a
notepad. Grabbing hold of the telephone on her desk, she called her
secretary.
“Heather,” she called out when the call was answered. “I’m sorry.
Please cancel all my appointments today. I’ve got something
to do.” she hung up.
Purity felt guilty talking to Heather that way. She must have
knocked but Purity failed to hear it ’cause she was too busy with
her thoughts. It wasn’t the poor girl’s fault. It was hers.
Purity groaned, carried her purse and left the office room. She did
not look at anyone’s face, she just walked out of Theodore’s
enterprises- the third richest business company in the world. She
was the CEO, no one would dare question her.
Her usual smile wasn’t there, a frown replaced it. She didn’t bother
about it, didn’t care. All that was on her mind now was to
face Aaron Theodore and let him know she was no more a child, but
a full grown woman who decides what to do with her life.
No one was going to mess with her life. No on, not even her
parents.
She slid into the driver’s seat of her silver volvo XC60 wheels, flung
her purse in the front passenger’s seat. She put the key
in the ignition hole and started car. Slowly, she joined the highway.
*
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“You must be joking father,” Jeremy laughed and shook his head.
His father- Edwin Broderick gave him a grave look. “I’m being serious
here. Purity Theodore is to be your wife. You will see her
tomorrow, court her and marry her.”
“Father! Why should I marry her?” Jeremy threw at his father,
sarcastically.
“She’s my choice. Besides, her father and me are close pals. They
once lived in our neighbourhood, remember?” he raised a
brow.
Jeremy scratched his head, trying to remember. Then it came! The
little girl who lived in his neighborhood when he was a kid.

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