Chapter 9 Baby mama

The cab screeched to an halt in front of a big mall.

Well, she is not the one that directed him here, but Kiara. That little girl seems to know a lot.

Mirabel brought out his phone and requested for the cab man's account details.

Beatrice only stared out in awe.

He punched the man's details on his phone and declare after some minutes,"sent."

Oh.

Beatrice's upper lip rose up in disbelief.

"Seen."the man replied after confirming.

Really?!

She widened out her pupils(eyes).

They all got down from the cab and walked inside.

*Damn!

This place is spacious.*Beatrice scoured her beautiful eyes around.

"Welcome, ma'am."an attendant greeted her with a bow. Her hands were clamped together in front of her, in a way of courtesy.

*Ma'am?*Beatrice scoffed inwardly.

But, why does that feels good though?

Having someone referred to her as ... ma'am!

"Goggle said you are quite updated with latest clothes. We will see to that."Kiara said.

Wait? She goggled it all?

Woah;these kids are a lot.

And.., something struck her mind.

She is sure a lot in embarrassment too. She forgot to collect money from him so how are they going to pay?!

"Sure, miss."The attendant smiled.

"Here,"she started walking away, leading them to the clothes section.

Beatrice tugged at Kiara's top.

She turned to her.

"What?"

"How are we going to pay?, I forgot to.."

"Oh,"Kiara jeered on her.

"I've got us covered, don't worry."she brought out her credit card from her waist bag.

Beatrice gave an embarrassed smile and released Kiara's cloth in shame.

*Well, they are quite rich.*she gave a nod.

"Tonight, I would be your Romeo, while you, my Juliet. Should we start with our little miss first?"The attendant remarked with a grin when we got to a section.

"I always come first."Kiara said, proudly.

The attendant smiled before going around and coming back with a beautiful pink gown.

"Too babyish."Kiara frowned, while strolling around and checking the clothes.

Both girl's and boy's apparel are available in there in the section.

"You should go pick out some clothes for yourself too. I will foot the bills."she glanced back at Beatrice who pops her eyes out at her in a *really?* way.

Kiara gave a chuckle and turned back to the front.

*Oh, she is not that bad.*she thoughts.

She is not going to buy any clothes though.

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They all moved out of the mall, each of them holding shopping bags.

Beatrice later got some dresses for herself after Jared has convinced her.

They flagged down a cab and went inside.

They gave him the address and he got the engine revved to life and started driving away.

Shakira's song,'Try Everything' started playing and Kiara huffed and brought out her phone.

"Geezz..."she scowled after peeking into the caller.

"Ugh, can you please be a little patient?. I went for shopping.

We still have thirty minutes left. Pictures?, I didn't take any pictures."she said into the phone.

Beatrice pressed her lips together and rested her head against the glass gently.

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"And, we are here."the cab man stopped the car in front of the house.

Jared was the one that settled the bills this time around.

They went to get their bags in the car boot and went inside the house.

They heard a loud thud immediately they stepped in.

Huh?

What's that?

They all exchanged perplexed looks.

Then, another sound of a glass being thrown on the floor sounded and the kids gasp.

They dropped the bags in their hands on the couch and ran up, towards Gregory's room.

The door was slightly opened so they could see the view of his back.

He stood there, with bloody hands, breathing profusely.

His room has been turned upside down.

Beatrice set the door ajar, stealthily.

Gregory, not aware of their presence, cleared all the stuff on the table to the ground in anger.

"Oh, no. He is back to this side of him again."Mirabel muttered sadly.

The mattress on his bed has been torn into two and there are pieces of glasses on the floor. Drops of his blood were on the floor also.

He spun around and they jerked back in fear.

What the hell?

All his veins are shooting out and his front hair were gummed to his forehead with his sweats.

He.. he looks really scary right now.

He balled his hands and scoffed.

"What are you all looking at?. Is this a theater or what?"his eyes were bloodshot.

"Uncle.."Kiara called lowly.

He stared at her and shook his head.

She took a step in.

"Go away.."he barked.

She took another step forward.

He grabs his laptop and threw it on the floor.

"Away!"he yelled.

Beatrice tried to reach out for Kiara so she could pull her back before she get hurt but it was too late as she ran towards him and hugged his legs.

He staggered back and stared blankly at the wall.

"Uncle.."Kiara muffled a cry.

His eyes returned back to normal and he seems to calm down.

So, that's all he needs?, a hug?

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The kids all sat on the seats behind the counter with solemn looks, watching as Beatrice is preparing dinner for them.

"I thought he is not doing that again."Mirabel said with a pout.

"Me too. I thought he has recovered from that."Jared sighed.

Kiara huffs and threw her phone down on the counter.

"What are you preparing?"She inquired.

"Spaghetti with a meatballs."Beatrice responded without turning back.

"I love meats.."Kiara said in a snort.

Jared scoffed.

"You've never liked that. Is it because David's favourite food is meat?."

Kiara gazed at him with a glare.

"You act so cool, but you can be so annoying sometimes. Oh, yeah, I love meats because of him. What you gonna do?, rat me out to dad?"

"David doesn't like you. Besides, you are only five, Kiara."Mirabel said with an eyes roll.

".. and half. Five and half, I'm almost six, you dummy."

"Duhh. Anyways, since you're going to like whatever he likes, why not start reading too?, you know he enjoys that quite a lot."Mirabel stated in a snarky manner.

Jared stifled a laugh.

"She would rather spend all her time on her phone than read. You're the least brilliant among us."Jared chuckled.

"Whatever. Rant all you want. I'm still gonna like my David."she rolled her eyes.

Beatrice closed the pot after spreading the spaghetti inside and adding all the ingredients.

"Shouldn't we at least inform your dad about.."she turned to them.

"Oh, what is dad going to do about that."Kiara sighed.

"Isn't he his friend?"Beatrice questioned.

"Ugh, Uncle doesn't sees him like that but just as a close Secretary."Kiara puffed out some air through her mouth.

"What?!"Beatrice exclaimed.

Secretary?? If his secretary is this rich then how more will he be?

"Dad handle almost everything about work tho, while uncle the so - called CEO is a shadow behind him. See, Dad even went on a business trip in his place. He always stays in - door. Gosh! He is probably a playboy."she scoffs.

"Kiara!"Both Mirabel and Jared called.

"What?, it's no lie that men that tends to stay indoor are all playboys. That's why Da.."

"Oh, I know it's always about David!"Mirabel sighed loudly.

"Goggle recorded that 80% of playboys are all extrovert."Jared stated.

"You've been searching about that?"Kiara pierced her stare at him.

He gave a shrug and a smile.

"You look like a future playboy yourself."she attacked.

Beatrice gave a small laugh.

"By the way, this is not the first time you would be coming here to spend some time with him, right?"

"So obvious."Kiara rolled her eyes to the side.

"Then, who always do the cooking, him?"

"Never. We always order our food. You don't even know how long I've been craving for an homemade food."Mirabel answered, fanning his neck with his hand.

"I don't get?, your mother always cooks for you, doesn't she?. And, talking about your mother, since you said your dad dropped you here because he is going on a business trip, what about her?, can't she?-"

"Cut me some slack, will you?"Kiara cuts her off with a huff.

"She is just a baby mama and she is always busy."