Chapter 47 Mabel's emotional Blackmail
"I'm afraid that won't happen..." A familiar voice echoed. Loney turned to see Mabel at the doorway, just as Marie strutted and knelt before him.
Mabel stalked Paul from the car park since she had zero trusts in Paul's ability to convince Loney. She waited a while in front of the door under Marie's restriction. Still, when she heard Loney's statement of never returning till Danica gave birth, she couldn't take it any longer.
"I'm sorry sir, she just pushed me aside and barged in when I won't let her," Marie pleaded.
Loney boiled, his eyes flickered with rage, but it wasn't towards Marie. "Get out, Marie," he snarled, his gaze on Mabel. Marie didn't wait for the command to be repeated. She stood up and ran out as if her life depended on it.
"What do you want here, Mabel? I didn't pay you to be in my office," Loney scowled, his expression dark and curved in a grimace.
"Then you should rather fire me because I won't be held responsible for the complications of a pregnant woman starving and getting dehydrated," Mabel said everything in one breath, her heart panting with each word.
Loney might not have wanted to but his face softened even though his tone was still hard. "So make her eat."
Mabel paused, took a deep breath before she continued to speak, "she locked herself up in her room."
"So, break down the door, I will get someone to install a new one." Loney's face was expressionless and his voice softened a bit.
"She won't be forced to eat and I'm not going back there if you don't come along. The other twin is going around the house like nothing is happening, eating everything while the one to eat is locked in her room. What is going on?" She implored, confused.
Loney frowned. "You mean they are not together?"
"No. That one hasn't even checked on her sister for once. She enjoys ordering the maids about, doing her manicure and pedicure. God, I hate that you stuffed all rooms with so many male and female accessories. She dresses like she has an important meeting, just to sit in her room and watch tv," Mabel expressed her dissatisfaction.
No matter how angry Loney was, there was still a soft side in him that never resisted when poked concerning Danica. "Go back and make sure she eats. I will be there soon."
"No, I'm not moving an inch without you," Mabel indignantly said. She perceived that Loney was angry with Danica and didn't believe he could come.
Loney faced the middle-aged woman fully, noticing the silver lines in her hair. If his mother was still alive, perhaps she would have been around the same age. He saw the motherly love in Mabel and spoke slightly bitterly. "Mabel, have I ever lied to you? I said go, I will be there."
"Yes, Master." Mabel smiled, swept by the calm and genuineness in his voice. She turned to the door, just as Paul followed her without another word to Loney.
As soon as they left, Loney sent a text message to Danica. 'I heard you have refused to eat and drink. Well, as your employer, I command you to eat and drink for the sake of the contract and whatever you have to say, better be worth my time.'
Well, it is said that it's only a real woman who knows the strings to pull. Danica seemed to know it too well when it came to Loney. She had pulled the right string and she better be ready.
Despite Loney's sharp words, a wave of calmness swept through her after reading the text message. She stood up lazily and was swayed by dizziness, her karma for starving herself in her situation.
She sat back on the bed and calmed her nerves, taking in deep breaths before making it to the bathtub. She sat in and allowed the warm water to comfort her. Her mind drew back to when she bathed together with Loney.
She quickly wiped the thought. She doesn't deserve him. Fresh warm tears washed the lather on her face, she fell asleep in the bathtub. The mere thought of seeing Loney was able to calm her to sleep. The sleep her body refused to succumb to earlier because of her fears.
An hour later, she was woken by a loud bang on the door. Before she could make out what was going on, she heard hurried steps to the bathroom.
"Are you alright? Paul had to use the spare keys because you weren't responding," Mabel asked hurriedly.
Danica was slightly bashful, "I fell asleep in the tub," she said shyly.
Mabel released a breath she didn't know she was holding. "Oh, it's because you haven't slept through the night. Hurry and come downstairs, I'm making supper for you," she said and turned towards the door of the bathroom.
"Okay," Danica said after her. She might never know the fight Mabel put up for her. The woman loved her as if she was her mother.
Danica put on her dress and applied a little make-up to hide her sunken eyes as she had learned from Mabel. She went downstairs and sat on a chair in the dining room. Paul was already seated and just as Mabel was dishing out Danica's food, Daniella joined them. She sat comfortably, pulling her sister's plate in front of her. Mabel's eyes widened in shock, tons of anger poking her brain cells. She was about to speak when Danica uttered,
"It's okay, she can have it," she said to her sister's defence. She knew that Mabel was upset by her sister's behaviour but wanted her to know that it was okay. However, Mabel could not accept it.
"You might let her have it but not me. Your food is different because of your allergies," Mabel said, pulling back the plate from Daniella to Danica.
Daniella stretched her hand to pull the plate from her again when Paul roared, "enough! I won't tolerate that. We are all here because of one pregnant woman and I don't think that woman is you, Daniella."
"But it's just-food. What is so special about that plate anyway and is she the only pregnant woman that ever lived?" Daniella scoffed, hating the fact that her sister still got the attention and sympathy of everyone, even in her presence.
"If not for the striking resemblance, I will never believe that you two share the same parents," Paul said bitterly. It hasn't been up to 24 hours since he met Daniella but he already knew that she was bad news.
"Whatever. My sister didn't care that I took her food but you all want to skin me alive. Heck. I might just get pregnant too." Daniella picked a different plate and waited for her turn while she said.
"No one takes delight in skinning you but I must admit that you don't behave as a sister should," Mabel reprimanded before she added, "you should eat well and take your vitamins before master gets here, Danica."
Danica nodded, her cheeks heating up with the fact that she was going to see Loney. She dug in instantly, ignoring her sister's envious stares that were like arrows covered in fog.
"Why are you picking on me anyway? I haven't done anything but it only seems that my angelic sister is the only liar here yet, you all support her," Daniella said bitterly.
Danica was about to speak when she smelled something masculine. She dropped her spoon instantly, confirming that it was the smell of Loney's expensive cologne. Then, she heard footsteps and deep breathing. Her muscles tightened in anticipation, as she waited for Loney to join them at the table.
Loney stood behind them for a while, his eyes wandered as he mentioned the name, "Daniella." Daniella gazed at her sister's disappointed face before meeting Loney's unreadable one. A heavy confirmation descended on her that her sister was in love with Loney. That was something she had to wipe sooner than later. Loney belonged to her.
"Come with me," Loney said and turned around. Danica's heart sank, the food lost its delicious taste in her mouth.