She became the heiress of the Johnson's family. Her grandfather Tarvan Johnson loves her very much and treated her like the palace Jewel that she truly is.
Her quadruplets were accepted wholly as the royal grandchildren by Tarvan and Clarion. They were happy that at least Alice left them her incarnated self in Pamela.
It's been six months since the babies were welcomed in the Royal family of Middletown. They have their room and four nannies were employed to take care of each.
Pamela concentrated on her studies. She's a royalty and must be highly educated. She's working hard on her second degree and her grandfather said she would continue with her PHD in a stretch.
Pamela was excited. She had all that life could offer financially. She's happy with her real family, her kids were amazing and adorable. Her education was well taken care of by the government of the city, an advantage of being a royal.
This particular evening, she walked into her babies room. They four were on their beds. Blabbing. They seemed to be in chitchat.
Their nannies were reading them bedtime stories. But the little fellows seemed not to be interested in it. When one blabs continuously the other suddenly will continue while the other two will temporarily go quiet.
Pamela loved the scene. They are not blabbing, they are talking, possibly having a discussion. Only they four understand each other's language.
She smiled and went from one to the other. Each of the nannies will bow when she gets to them and excuse her when she's with the baby.
She called them D4. They are three boys and one beautiful girl. David, Damian, Donald and Dora in order of their seniority
Rather than call them their full names sometimes, she could call David D1. They are cute, adorable and their little sister is truly a princess by her sweet tiny voice.
"How are you David?" Pamela asked. The little boy was excited, throwing his legs in the air and blabbing with a smile. Pamela carried him and kissed him. He smiled, tightening his little fingers around his mother's thump.
He and his three brothers looked a lot like Louis but not really a miniature of him. His eyes, complexion and hair are the most physical attributes of him in them.
But then, the little girl, she doesn't know who Dora took after. Her blue eyes and Blond hair were not something in Louis nor Leah. She really cannot tell who Dora looks like.
She went round to play with each of them and remained with them until Damian dozed off. His siblings were already asleep except him. Pamela waited and saw that they had all slept off before deciding to leave.
"I hope these kids are not giving guys tough times?" Pamela asked, looking from one of the nannies to the other. The four of them were women in their mid or late forties.
They were specifically selected by her grandmother. Since the kids are Royal babies their nannies were people trained for the purpose and are medically sound and competent.
"They are the best kids ever, so amazing and cute. We have no difficulties with them at all" The Nanny standing nearest to her replied.
Pamela smiled and nodded. She's glad they are cute little lovelies."Good night" Pamela said. "Goodnight princess" they chorused.
Emma and Lucas just returned from the hospital for the third admission in one month. Their son Albert had just been discharged.
The fellow is about eight months and some days old. He hadn't had a healthy full week from when he was born.
The boy looked skinny and malnourished. His eyes are always pale and he looks fragile and weak.
Lucas initially blamed Emma that her recklessness was the reason why their son was unhealthy. She drinks, smokes and engages in some unhealthy habits.
Lucas blamed her and Emma called him a fool like she always does. She said he only thinks from his dick and not from his head.
The couple had a heated argument always and it continued for months until Albert became ill again. He had been admitted twice in the month and two days ago was the third time.
Their finances had gone down the drain and his illness seemed to be sucking in all their income. But today, Lucas got the result of a diagnosis done.
The couple sat in the sitting room while Albert had been laid on his bed, in his room. Lucas had called Emma to come over for a discussion.
"If you want to blame me, go ahead. It's your stock in trade" Emma snapped at him. She took a chewing gum and threw it in her mouth.
Lucas sneered in fury but kept his temper in check. Today, some things need to be settled once and for all.
"This is the test result of the tests carried out on Albert"Lucas said, stretching his hand and giving it to her to see but Emma hissed, not regarding or interested in it.
Lucas drew his hand back to himself. He hasn't been able to express how much of regret he had been battling with from the moment he married this mistake-of- a- wife.
"Anyways, I will draw your attention to one of the results. It states that Albert is a sickle-cell patent. He is a sickler and that's how he will remain forever" Lucas explained and paused, staring intently at Emma.
"How is that my fault? Why are you telling me or explaining it to me like I don't know what being sickle-cell meant, huh tell me?" Emma snapped at him.
"You will soon know why Albert is like this. It's all your fault. You are so loose and casual that you never thought what kind of child you would have and how to make your choice…"Lucas was getting furious when Emma interrupted him.
"I don't have time for your lousy talk today. I am tired and if you don't have something important to say, then I will just go off to a club and chill off"Emma declared.
She hadn't stopped clubbing, partying and hanging out with friends. She would leave Albert in the care of the nanny and go off to have fun.
Lucas shook his head. What had he gotten himself into? "Fine, Albert is an SS patient because both of his parents are AS. So can you explain to me why Albert's both parents are AS?" Lucas asked.
Emma turned to glare at him sharply "Are you a fool? What kind of a senseless question is that?" She became furious. What exactly is Lucas trying to say?
Why is her heart beating as if she knew exactly where he was heading? Why does she feel the corpse she had buried, its fingers are above the soil?
"Don't you dare say such words at me, ever again. I won't take it when next you ask me if I am a fool. Do I look like one to you?
Now, tell me how can I understand the logic to why Albert is SS when I am AA genotipically? Who is Albert's real dad?" Lucas thundered.
Emma flared up. She had to put up a confrontation. She can't just accept his words sheepishly without fighting back. She also must put up a fight.
"You are Albert's father. I don't know what silly question you are asking. It is either you are sick and need medical attention or that result in your hand is fake" Emma seethed.
Both of them stare at each other until Lucas pulls her by the wrist and asks "who were you sharing your body with besides me? Tell me, which other man was fucking you at the time I was fucking you?" He demanded.
This time, Lucas also used vulgar words. Not only Emma can be sassy, he can too, when provoked.
Emma eyed him. "I don't fuck two men at a time. When I am with you, only your dick suites me" Emma replied and walked away.
She got into the bedroom and shut the door loudly. She placed her hand on her chest and was breathing heavily. What, Albert isn't Lucas' son?
No, it can't be. She doesn't want to remember the past. Now that she has pushed the responsibility of the child to Lucas, she wants it to remain so.
She must persuade Lucas not to believe in that test result. She would tell him there's a mixture somewhere and then tells him not to bother testing elsewhere.
Will he listen to her? Lucas can be difficult to deal with. But his weakness is his inability to say no to sexual advances. She would ride him all night and then persuade him after.
Lucas just stared at the closed door. What kind of a woman is Emma? How can she make him responsible for a child he didn't own?
If the child was healthy now, it would have been better. But a sick unhealthy child who seemed like he would die before the next morning was the one she pushed to him.
He should have known that such a woman that can cheaply open her legs to her foster sister's fiancee without being remorseful would definitely fuck around like a dog.
Why would he have left someone like Pamela and gotten entangled with a woman like Emma.
On this matter, he will not back off. He must ensure that Albert's real dad takes up his responsibility and it is Emma's duty to point out that responsibility to the rascal who impregnated her.
That night, Emma appeared the most sexy, she laid under the quilt with only her transparent night wear and waited for Lucas to join her in the bed.
But alas, she waited until midnight…