His Toxic Addiction
Chapter 180: Her Rightful Position.

Chapter 180: Her Rightful Position.

Stephan released a tired sigh as he watched Beatrice chest rose up and down while he tried figuring out how not to hurt her with the latest develop news on their daughter when she wakes ups.

He assured her good news when she wakes up. It had been hours now and his investigator haven’t found a clue and so he haven’t.

He felt selfish watching her sad without doing anything. He had searched every single places he have to and had done all he could for the past twenty eight years but his hard work haven’t shown off.

He was also hurting but he could not show it as he have to be strong to be able to wipe Beatrice tears.

He can’t cry while watching her cry.

He stood up and paced around the room in thoughts. Stephen could have another child from another woman anyway, anytime but he love Beatrice too much to do that.

It would hurt her and he also don’t want that. If she can’t bare him another child and God decided to take the only one she could provide, then so be it.

Left for him alone, he wouldn’t let his baby dismiss torture him and that’s what he was doing but he couldn’t be happy watching Beatrice cry day and night over their loss.

He stood for a while and forcused his eyes on her with a grateful smile on his lips. He was grateful to God for so many things and he never get tired of showing his wonders.

Up until this moment, it surprises him that Beatrice was still breathing and was with him. He shut his eyes as he begged God for one more miracle.

He moved over to Laura and held her skinny hand in his and with light kisses on it, he offered a solemn prayer to God.

God was his only hope and he strongly believes in dying minutes miracles as it had happened in his life numerous times.

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Raquel went into her room with low breathing as she tried to catch her breath from excitement. She saw the look of disappoint on Nicklaus mum face.

That means, it would only be a matter of hours before Arissa would be kicked out of that house and she couldn’t wait as that would guarantee her a chance.

She knew she would get to his mother heart but she did not expect it to be this soon and a dreamy smile could not help but cover her whole lips.

"Soonest, that proud bitch would be out and then, the world would know me as the new Mrs. Wyatt and when that happens, i’d trample on that bitch so well that she wouldn’t be recognised," she soliloquized in faith as she danced around her room.

She stood before her vanity mirror while she imagined how it would feel to have a Wyatt heir growing in her belly.

Soon, just soon all of these would happen and her happiness that whore stole from her would be back to her - the rightful owner.

"My father would be so proud of me and my mother could lick my toes when I successfully secure my position. I was born for this and nothing less," she beamed at her self.

Taking off her hair pins, she hummed a happy tune and danced to it. Her achievement today was too good to be true.

Changing her dress, she went downstairs with a bright face. Her new vibe scared the maids around because right from her little age, she only turn this happy after creating an havoc.

"Nancy!" she screamed the head maid name as she proceed into the kitchen.

The woman walked out of the kitchen when her name was yelled that way by their spoilt Miss. Nancy was an elderly woman almost in past her sixties but Raquel could still hit her anytime, which made the woman wry of the small witch so, it’s a shocker to her that upon how she tried to stay away, she was still noticed.

Now, can someone explain to her why she was called?

She haven’t fully walked out of the large kitchen when Raquel appeared before her. Her blood chilled as she waited for Raquel to slap her for not walking faster than she did.

She looked at the floor, as per tradition, no one was allowed to stare into Raquel eyes while she while talking to her. Looking at the floor, she waited for a slap to land across her cheek.

"I want to learn how to cook," Raquel announced and the whole place turned quiet in disbelief. Nancy raised her face from the floor with a pale face as if she had just heard some cursed words.

"You want to learn how to cook?" Nancy asked in surprise and for the first time since she started working here, she looked into Raquel eyes.

Raquel nodded with a smile, "I do,"

Nancy realized herself and looked back at the floor again, "Not to pry but why?"

And as another surprise of the day, Raquel did not get irritated by the question but with a dreamy smile, she replied, "I’d be getting married soon and I would want to cook for my husband most times,"

The maids gulped nervously.

Getting married? To who? Who would want to have an ill tempered woman as a wife?

Their Miss getting married was supposed to be a source of happiness to them but they couldn’t start rejoicing because their main nightmare would start now.

Their Miss don’t know how to cook and not only that, she don’t take corrections so how did she except them to teach her how to cook without offending her with many corrections?

They just hope Nancy doesn’t make a wrong decision that would cost them their job.

They had hoped she was dreaming and would snap out of it soon but to their surprise, Raquel walked into the kitchen, and with a scary smile that was up to no good, she asked, "So, where do I start?"

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