Triplets for the Billionaire novel (Oliver Gusto) novel Chapter 8

At that moment, Katherine felt like her head was spinning and she could literally feel herself breathe twice faster.

Trying to calm herself before she had panic attacks, Kathie took two deep breaths after which she turned back to face her mother.

“What did you just say?” She managed to ask boldly, silently praying that She heard wrong.

“Oh please, I’m sure you heard me.” Beatrice rolled her eyes at her daughter.

“Which Oliver?”

“Are you kidding me right now? How many Oliver do we know? Oliver Gusto of course.”

“What the fuck, Mom?” Katherine literally raised her voice at Beatrice.

Before Bea could say anything else, Kathie interrupted.

“Didn’t we finalize the guest lists and everything? Didn’t you say you wanted a small and erotic wedding? What the actual fuck, Mom?”

“Are you okay? Why do you sound really upset? The last time I checked it was my wedding so why do I need your permission to invite who the hell I want?”

“Oh, you might as well invite all your exes and their family so you can have a proper fucking reunion.”

“I still don’t understand why you have a problem with my decision.”

“You’ve had about two weddings after divorcing Oliver’s father. Why the hell do they have to be here? It may be your fucking wedding but I’m your daughter and I have a say in it too.”

“So you expect me to be enemies with my exes?”

“Then tell me why they have to be at the wedding? Is Andre even cool with that?” She referred to her mother’s soon-to-be husband.

“It still doesn’t change the fact that you’re overreacting over nothing.”

“Overreacting over nothing?”

“Yes, you are. Not that I owe you any explanation but Charles and I reconnected months ago. We talk on the phone when we are less busy. He called me recently and since it was all in the middle of my wedding preparations, I extended an invite. What wrong did I do with that?”

“He said he won’t be able to make it because of some business stuff but Oliver would attend on his behalf and he would be sending a gift for me. I can’t wait to see what the gift will be.” She cooed.

“You disgust me, Mom.”

“For God’s sake, Katherine, You are a mother of three already, Can you stop behaving like a brat?”

“You know what? I’m done with this bullshit. Count me out from attending your wedding.”

“You must be joking.”

“I mean it,”

“But what the hell is wrong with you? Are you this pissed because Oliver would be in attendance?”

“I thought you would be thanking me for inviting the brother you never had but you’re here talking to me in an unruly manner and threatening not to show up for the wedding.”

“Oh please, I have no siblings.”

“This is so strange to me. Weren’t you and Oliver friends, or fuck buddies or whatever the hell you guys were doing then?”

“You mean your fuck buddy.” Katherine spat

Beatrice smiled. “Oliver Gusto is an amazing guy. The best stepson I ever had. Not only is he good-looking, but he’s also very intelligent, charming, calm and has a good sense of humor. I miss all those times when we will sit on the balcony and talk all night. But because I was married to his father, He didn’t want anything to do with me Sexually.”

Katherine glared at her mother as she spoke so passionately about Oliver.

“I wish I met him before I got married to his father.”

“Oh, so you would have gotten married to him? Someone old enough to be your son?” Katherine chuckled, “I’m not surprised.”

“Age is just a number, darling. Love and attraction are all it takes. I honestly can’t wait to see him again. I’m sure he would have gotten more handsome..”