Chapter 301: Chapter 301

Chapter 301

~Disaster~

The darkness that gathered around the face of grandma when Brian made a comment about confessing a thing to her was out of this world. She cleared her throat, raised a brow and and adjusted herself as though she had been anticipating for it.

“Go on I am all ears, son,” grandma said, locked eyes with him and shot an impatient stare into his face to make him understand she was eager to hear the confession with rapt attention.

Brian swallowed hard, wanted to open his mouth but felt uneasy to do so. He had made confession but none was genuine. He had never felt uneasy and drawn in his life .For the first time confessing the evil he did became a worse evil.

“I just want to tell you that dad has been fucking Ella,” he said , feeling a bit relieved that he changed his mind and made the wrong confession.

He wondered how grandma would see him after telling it to her face that he murdered Ella’s husband whom he thought was dead but still alive. Already grandma had known of his dirty rump with Ella so adding the unfulfilled murder to it was worse than adding salt to injury. A change of mind was ideal. YES.

“Was that what you wanted to tell me?” she asked, chuckled and said yet again.

“You don’t seem to amaze me. From his youthful days Coleman has been a lover of anything in skirt, even if it be a duck. I am not surprised to know he fucks that bitch. That shouldn’t make you sad, son. I believe the accident occurred on his way to earn a quickie. I am so disappointed in your father. Right now I see him as a murderer because he couldn’t respect his missing cousin yet he confidently fucked his wife. Can you imagine Brian?”

Brian swallowed hard, inwardly feeling grateful for not confessing anyways.

She conclusively said, “Son I distaste murderers of any sort. I distaste them with passion.”

Brian only couldn’t stare at her and inwardly agreed never to confess anything to her now or in the future.

“Same here, granny, I distaste murderers,” he replied coldly, and snorted in guilt…

***

The joy that hounded Ken was so much that he gave the twin babies luxurious party. All over his house were beautiful, colorful artworks with the theme:

ICON TWIN BABIES ARRIVE.

It was a wonderful sight to behold. He had made provision for intercontinental dishes and exquisite entertainment that would be featured din the party. He ha invited all and sundry to graze the late hour party.

Gradually friends and associates flooded the entire mansion just to behold the cute twin babies of Ken that were making the round already.

Mrs. Fanny was all smiles as she was well seated with the gorgeous twins in her bosom, for everyone to behold and tender their admiration and gifts.

Earlier before the D -day , Ken had taken her out for shopping spree and like a spendthrift that he was, he spent a whopping sum on Turkey gowns that dared to shoot out her hour glass and sell out the contours and curves on her body.

“ I will keep spoiling you because you gave me twin babies that other women couldn’t give me,” Ken had sensually said to her while they drove home and midway being trapped in the traffic Ken had peered his face to her face and sucked her lips in charming kiss that almost turned her on if not for the traffic that signaled a pass and they drove on.

Mrs. Fanny knew afterwards she was owing him, not just her body alone , but the truth behind the paternity of those twins that had been driving him crazy.

To Ken she was as happy as he was but she was dying inwardly and preparing her heart for the worst disaster that would hit her should Teddy show up his ugly face to claim his twin babies. All the hours she spent tending to visitors that came to admire the twins, she was never happy.

And the worst of her sadness hit her harder like a thousand shells shot at her when he showed up; who else, if not Teddy, the destroyer of her vagina, and the father of her twins. He was all smiles yet she knew behind his smiles were a million reasons not to smile and embedded therein were his wicked plans for her should he be denied those twins. Although he was donning Italian tuxedo, and striped sleeves, with his well shaven moustache, yet he never looked attractive to her; maybe because she never liked him for one bit and even despised the letters of alphabets that made up his name.

Upon catching sight of her, Teddy let an evil smile that hung on his face for a time that seemed eternal. She was only left to decide her fate; whether to go down on her knees and confess to Ken that he wasn’t the father of the twins or leave the arena for her bedroom immediately just to divert Teddy’s attention.

Like a tiger that sighted its prey, his eyes shrunk annoyingly while he advanced to her. She could imagine him, coming over to snatch the twins from her and stare Ken in the eyes to say, “I am the father of these twins.”

She could imagine a more tedious action from the craziest man she had ever seen on planet earth. She would have to escape this disgrace. She would have to escape this disgrace that was about to happen before the entire guests. She would have to disappear out of the eyeshot of the guests.

“Excuse me , sweetie. May I get some stuff upstairs,” she lied to Ken who nodded his head and busied himself with the guests who had long engaged him in a lengthy, boring discussion.

Teddy noticed her, paused, dimmed his eyes at her and scowled in fury before he gently pushed his way through the crowd of happy guests to chase her through.

Blueeyes saw all the drama that was happening and he shook his head and trailed them silently

Disaster!