Ivory Evans
I put on my white spaghetti strap bodycon dress and sprayed some perfume to my neck and my wrist. I put on my earrings and put on my white pumps. I checked myself on the mirror and I'm ready to go.
Apparently today my parents asked me to join them for brunch. I think they're up to something because both of them have been so weird since 2 days ago.
I walked downstairs to grab my daily intake of green juice that I bet my maid already prepared for me. I walked out from my room at the same time as my dad's. He gestured to me to follow him towards his study room and I have a weird feeling all of the sudden now.
"Is everything okay?" I asked my dad and he gestured to me to sit down.
"Today, we're going to meet my friend, Wesley, along with his family. We're arranged marriage you and their son together." I felt like my heart stopped for a moment.
"But.."
"Why though?" I asked him while I'm still trying to process the news.
"I've been waiting for that man to break up with his girlfriend and he's a really decent man for you. He's a chef and the owner of La Rogue restaurant." I can't believe that my dad legit said that he's waiting for that man to break with his girlfriend.
"Dad, I'm 23 years old. I'm young and I'm a model.. I don't need a man right now! I'm living my best life and I don't want you and mom to ruin this for me!" I hissed.
"Living your best life?" He asked me in a sarcastic tone.
"I mean.. you're rich and I'm your one and only daughter so.."
"I get that, Ivy, but you need to learn how to be independent!"
"I have a job and I'm just living my best life. What do you mean?" I looked at my dad in disbelief.
"You're acting like a brat, Ivy. Your attitude isn't the best either!" Excuse me?
"You're being ridiculous, dad!"
"You're going to marry him, Ivy. I'm not taking a no for an answer!"
"But.." I wanted to protest but his cold eyes stopped me.
"You disappointed me a lot, Ivy. You made a scene last week too and I still can't believe you did that." I sighed and yes I did make a scene. I purposely spilled my glass of wine to my dad's friend's daughter. She's rude and annoying so I decided to spill my wine to her white dress.
"She's a-"
"Even though she's annoying, you have to be respectful. That's not how things work, Ivy!" He got up from his seat and ran his hands through his hair. I crossed my arms in front of my chest completely annoyed by this idea.
"I don't want to get married to someone that I barely know."
"You two have to get to know each other." He said as he put his hands to the back.
"I don't have any other choice." I hissed as I got up from the chair. I grabbed my bag and walked out from the room. I walked downstairs to grab my green juice.
I mean I can make the guy hates me, that's the easist thing to do. Now, I'm currently plotting a scenario in my head while I'm drinking my green juice.
"Let's go, Ivy." I turned to see my mom already downstairs. I walked to her and she raised her eyebrows.
"I can't believe you arranged marriage me with someone I barely know." I hissed.
"Don't even think about making a scene, Ivory." She warned me and I rolled my eyes.
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