Judas kiss novel Chapter 14

"Mr. Levetté your mother would like to speak to you?" Andre heard his personal assistant Norah say from the other end of the landline.

"Tell her I'm very busy." He exclaimed immediately ending the call before he knew it, his mother had barged in anyways. He didn't care, he just didn't want to see her or talk to her. He wasn't ready to accept what she did, it was still something for him to process.

"Mama!!" Andre growled at his mother who looked quite pleased with herself.

"You keep acting a child and avoiding me and I'm not one to play cat and mouse." She adroitly made her way to the leather couch on the other side of the office.

"Come on, sit down." Jeanine gave the opposite leather couch a pat, indicating he should sit. Andre felt like a twelve year old again, about to get a lecture only this time ;he would be giving the lecture. He heaved a sigh as he made his way to where his mother was now sat, without any infamy.

"I see you have went running back to your little wife." Jeanine spat coldly, Andre had meant to be civil with her but it wasn't the case anymore. He had let all his respect for his mother fly out the window.

"Indécent corrompu."?Andre muttered under his breath, leaving his mother stunned. "Jeanine get out!" He said clearly frustrated running his hands through his blonde hair. He was sick and tired of her.

"Excusez moi." Jeanine let out a emphatic gasp..

"Jeanine, i said get out. I have been avoiding this for so long but I can't do it anymore. I don't want you in my life, I don't want you anywhere near my son and my wife- i mean Adela. If you at least had the decency to apologize then I wouldn't be doing this right now." Andre tried to say calmly but with the anger that he had bottled up, it all came out in a spur of the moment. In her entire life, Jeanine had never been this disrespected, her own son called her by her first name. It was a huge abomination.

"Apologize? Apologize?oui ?" She paused. "I clearly don't remember doing anything wrong." She said without any remorse as she took a look at her manicured nails that had been done before this very meeting.

Suddenly Andre walked towards his leather chair and grabbed his Armani Blazer and all his essentials such as his phone and wallet.

"Andre, where are you going?" Jeanine abruptly stood up, almost being her son's height because of her eight inch Louboutins. Andre didn't spare her a glance as he informed Albane to get the car ready downstairs.

"ANDREEEE!!!" Jeanine growled. "ANDRE GET BACK HERE." She yelled but he only banged the door in her face. "Stupid boy!"

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"Princess over here.." Garreth waved at his daughter in the hotel VIP lobby. Della was just about to sign in for her shift when she was called by her father. She hated when he put the spotlight on her. Garreth didn't seem to care, he wanted to show everyone that she was indeed his daughter. He was so proud of her and the woman she had become.

She made her way towards him. he was wearing a grey suit and his hair combed back but he wasn't alone. Her brown hazel eyes collided with dark grey eyes. He was very handsome, his jaw was something to take in. His hair jet black, she suddenly felt shy. He was also dressed in a suit, she felt intimidated. Only Andre had ever made her feel that way. Bottom-line was he was handsome but not as handsome as the French man she once called her husband.

"Come come, hurry princess.." Garreth said in his excited British tone. She hadn't realized she was walking this slow so she quickly make her way there, clearly flabbergasted.

"Leith this is my daughter Adela McCarthy, a beauty isn't she?" Garreth grinned widely. "Della this is Leith Edwards, a very good friend of mine."

Leith, Leith the name kept ringing in her head. It was different so was Andre.

"Beyond beautiful, you didn't inform me you had a daughter." Leith finally spoke with what seemed to be a much thicker British accent.