Mysterious CEO's Last Surrogate novel Chapter 11

It was Sunday and Daniella was dressed for church. She waited patiently for Herty, who showed up as promised.

Herty kept thinking about how she was going to explain things to Jones. Jones was always all over Danica, therefore, it would be practically impossible to keep him away from Daniella. She also feared that Daniella might not be truthful to her words and destroy Danica's reputation.

Whichever way, when she arrived at Daniella's house, her eyes popped out in concussion with Daniella's outfit. "Where do you think we are going? Please, Daniella, the church is different from a nightclub. "Herty didn't expect Daniella to be perfect but she at least expected her to be somewhat reasonable.

Daniella looked relaxed, not showing a quota of responsibility. "This is like my most decent dress," she sat back on the couch and crossed her legs sparingly.

It would have been quite unusual for Herty to allow her to have her way, which of course didn't happen. "Let's check Danica's closet. You said you want to be Danica right? You have to begin wearing what she wears." Herty countenance was solemn, not ready to let Daniella have her way but she was too much for her to handle.

Daniela had already taken off her shoes, communicating to Herty that she wasn't going to change but would rather not go with her. "No way."

"Yes way, Daniella, you aren't following me to church half-naked." Daniella's dress was short and backless. The front was V-shaped, her cleavage exposed. The hem of the dress did as much as cover just her hips, therefore, to Herty, Daniella was crazy.

"Then I would rather stay at home."

"You made a promise to your sister and she is out there carrying your cross. The least you can do is turn over a new leaf," Herty reminded Daniella. It seemed to her that Daniella had forgotten so soon, all the sacrifices Danica had made and tried to poke her senses.

However, to Daniella, the meaning of modification was totally different. "But I have changed. I have stopped clubbing and I haven't had sex in two weeks. That is a reasonable sacrifice," Daniella tried to reason from her end.

"But you drank all the drinks right here in your home. It is any different from how much you drink in the club?"

Daniella murmured, "it's more than I drink in the club because I was lonely."

A promise is a promise. I will get you some clothes and stop thinking about yourself because as far as I am concerned, you are Danica so do what she does and you are obliged to tell me everything you read from the bible on our way." Daniella's eyes narrowed in bewilderment. She never read the Bible with seriousness.

"That would be difficult. I didn't understand a thing from the Bible. The language is archaic."

"I will get you an NIV version but I received a call that you haven't been reporting to work as Danica should." Herty's eyes swayed left and right at every word. She was embittered by the scattered home. When Danica was home, it used to be spotlessly clean. Meanwhile, Daniella was comfortable enough to live in the mess she created.

"I can't do her job so I will send them a resignation letter." Herty didn't disapprove. It sounded like a laudable idea because Daniella in that restaurant's kitchen will end up burning it down with mixed concoctions.

"You are so lazy. Look around. Beer cans, pizza packs, and take out packs. You have to be responsible for once, Daniella."

"Come on, I am going to buy a bigger house and sell or rent out this one. I will hire a maid too. So that everything will be neat and tidy."

"And just what will you be doing?" 

"Spend the rest of the money while waiting for a rich man to make me his wife. That way, I can live the life I've always wanted."

Herty observed her best friend's twin sister in a daze, "You are so delusional."