Chapter 96 Mother & Daughter

Chapter 96 Mother & Daughter
KENDRA

I met him at her unnecessary party. 

I am having a hard time recalling his name. 

I guess that is the boyfriend she was talking about. 

Scoffing, I stared at them as they talked. 

The sweet niece is here with her so-called boyfriend instead of her sweet uncle. 

She looks happy though judging by the way she is smiling at him and moving her nervously. 

I scoffed again. 

He, on the other hand, is smiling too. He doesn't look happy to be around her to me. 

Oh well. Nerd with a nerd. 

Perfect match. 

I would say they suit each other completely but nah. 

He is better. 

Yeah whatever. 

They can nerd on. 

I opened my car, got in, and closed the door. 

Mercedes' call came in as I started my car. 

I took the call. 

"Hey," 

"Girl, where are you?" 

"On my way," I sang, driving backwards. 

"Well, hurry up." 

"Yes, ma'am,"



ONE WEEK LATER.......

AT GRANDFATHER STERLING'S MANSION.....

LIVING ROOM......

"I am not interested in politics anymore, Dad," Dad said as he poured himself more wine in a glass. 

We are all in Grandpa's house for a visit thanks to my dad. According to him, it has been a while since he last saw his dad. 

That's touching. 

Poor guy has no clue his wife has been seeing his dad in different ways as possible. 

I am currently seated alone on a sofa, busy with my phone. 

Alex is seated next to dad busy with his phone too, Grandpa is seated alone in his favorite couch, and Mom......

She is busy helping the maids fix dinner. 

She is so down-to-earth. 

Well, at least when it comes to her seventy-five-year-old lover. 

"You told me countless times how fun it is to be in a political office," Grandpa said. 

"It was fun but it took most of my time. I barely spend time with my family during my regime." Dad said. 

"Oh come on, son. A man got to do what a man got to do." Grandpa said, making me look at him. "We do what we do for our family. Provision is better than time with family." 

Oh wow. 

This grandfather of mine is really a trickster. 

He can't go straight to the point and say, son, I want you to go back to politics so I can continue fucking your wife in peace. 

How hard is that, huh? 

"I brought fruits, everyone," Mom said, walking in with the maids who had trays in their hands. 

Speaking of the WIFE. 

I bet she is missing grandpa's seventy-five-year-old dick right now. 

Sorry, Mom. Dad is here. 

Opportunity is out the window. 

Save your pussy for now. 

"What fruit do you want, Kendra?" she asked, making me look at her. 

"None," I said, returning my attention to my phone. 

"But honey, you love fruits," Grandpa said. 

"Wow. Grandpa knows me well. How sweet." I said without looking at him as I moved my fingers on my screen. 

"What's up with you, Kendra?" Alex asked, making me look at him. 

I shrugged. "What?" 

He raised his brows. 

"What is wrong, Kendra?" Dad asked. 

"Yes, Kendra. Tell us." Mom chipped in, making me look at her. 

She is staring at me. 

I averted my eyes from her and looked at her. 

"Dad, when is this visit ending? I want to go home now." 

He furrowed his brows. 

"I thought you all were spending the night, honey," Grandpa said, making me scoff. 

"What? No way. I don't want to." 

"Kendra....."

"I don't like it here, Dad. I want to go home." 

His face twitched. 

I moved my eyes to everyone. They are all looking at me. 

Mom was scowling at me. 

"Look, if you all want to spend the night, it is fine. I am getting myself an Uber." I said, getting on my feet and heading for the door. 

"Kendra," I heard Dad and Grandpa calling but I headed out of the house regardless while pressing my phone. 

I descended the stairs leading to the entrance and stood close to Dad's as I booked a ride. 

It is dark already but not that late. Almost seven PM. 

There is no way I am sleeping over. 

I will rather spend my time at a fucking club. 

"Kendra Maria Sterling," my mom's voice made me roll my eyes as I turned my back to her while I heard her descending the stairs. 

"What exactly is wrong with you?" 

I didn't respond but worked on my phone. 

"Have you lost your mind, young lady?" 

Still gave no response. 

Next, I was grabbed by the shoulder and turned around. 

"I am talking to you, damn it!" 

I scoffed. 

She scowled at me.

"Really, mom?" 

She kept scowling at me. 

"You really want to do this with me?"

Still scowling. 

"I advise you to go back in there and continue being a good daughter-in-law. Or should I say, good lover." 

Her face twitched a bit. 

"I can tell you are happy to be here. You haven't found the courage to make Alex and me go with you to visit grandpa as always. Now, Dad decided we would visit, you must be excited." 

She picked up another scowl. 

"I bet you suggested we spend the night. Why is that, huh?" 

No response. 

"So you can sneak into grandpa's room and ride his old dick." 

She raised her hand. 

"OH, I DARE YOU, MOM." 

She froze, leaving her hand in the air. 

I moved closer to her, holding her gaze. 

"Hit me and everyone will know you are fucking your father-in-law." 

She clenched her jaw as she lowered her hand while scowling at me. 

I averted my eyes from her as I turned, taking steps away from her and returning to my phone. 

"You think you can threaten me, don't you? Your own mother." 

I scoffed. "Call it whatever you want," I said without looking at her. 

"I should be scared of you now, huh?" 

I looked over my shoulder. 

"Well, I know your biggest secret, mother. Fear should be one of your feelings right now." I said, returning my attention to my phone. 

"What if I tell you I know yours too?" 

I scoffed. "I am not like you." 

"Right. Your dad's father is my biggest secret. Yours is your dad's best friend." 

I froze, turning to her. 

She raised her brows. 

"You think I don't know?" 

"Know what?" 

She let out a chuckle, taking steps closer to me. 

"Oh Kendra," she said, placing her hands on my shoulders and caressing them. 

"I gave birth to you. Do you really think I don't know you?"

The fuck is she on about? 

"I know you are fucking Xavier."

I froze. 

What? 

"Surprised?"

I stared at her. 

"Honey, as a kettle, you don't call pot black. Ever heard that saying?" 

I didn't respond. 

She smirked. "You see my love, you and I are mother and daughter. We are the same."

"I am nothing like you." 

She nodded. "Keep lying to yourself, honey. At least for now."

I stared at her. 

"But it is the truth. You and I are totally the same. We prefer older men. And we are betraying the same person." she said, replacing her smirk with a frown. 

I kept staring at her. 

"Now, be a good girl and go back into the house. Apologize to your grandfather and your dad for being fucking silly." she snarled. 

I clenched my knuckles. 

"Got it?" 

"No," I snarled. 

She scoffed. "Then be ready to explain to your dad why his daughter is living in a beach house he has no idea of and where his best friend comes to fuck his twenty-one-year-old daughter." 

God, how much does she know?!