Chapter 2 2

Chapter Two

"What the hell is this? And what do you mean by we don't have much time??" She asked, marching towards him and stopping a few meters away.

She raised her eyebrows, crossing her arms over her chest.

"What I am saying, Bella, is that we have to get married soon, for some reason that I am not going to explain to you since I did not birth you. So put on your big girl pants, and let's talk. What the fuck do you want to make this happen sooner?" He yelled out in frustration.

Bella's eyes widen, and her heart beats hard against her chest.

"I think you should go." She said her voice was now shaky, and her thoughts were starting to go wild.

"Bella, what are your conditions?" He asked again, letting out a frustrated sigh, ignoring her request for him to leave.

"Are you asking me to sell myself to you?" She asked, her heart pounding.

"More like, give out your condition. I mean, what do you want, Bella? Is it a mansion? Company? What are your conditions? We need to make it clear that the sooner we do, the earlier we get married." He said, looking at her colly.

0Nonsense." She whispered, turning around to leave and demand an explanation from her parents.

He stood up, quickly grabbing her arms.

"I don't have time for this nonsense, Bella. So you listen and listen clearly.. He said, stepping closer, evading what was known as personal space. He put his lips beside her ear.

"You choose between becoming my wife or having me as your husband. Either way, you are walking down the altar with me." He whispered before releasing her arm and stepping back, as the sound of a knock came through the door.

"Let's have a talk downstairs." Her father said this, noticing the intensity in the air.

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Bella stared at them one after the other, reading the nervous expressions masked on each and every one of their faces.

What exactly could they be up to? She couldn't help but ask herself.

"Look, is there going to be an explanation, or are we all going to sit here and stare at each other?" She asked in a slightly irritated tone.

They all looked at her before turning to each other, exchanging looks between themselves.

"Calm down and let's talk for a moment, Bella." Her father called, making her turn her attention back to him.

Her father cleared his throat a bit before looking at her, then using his hands to rub his face in frustration.

"There's a slight issue, and only you can resolve it." Her father spoke out grumpily with a grim expression on his face.

"And what exactly is the problem, and what connection does it have with Milos?" She asked, folding her arms, trying to control her rapid heartbeat.

"In your great-grandfather's will, it states that his first granddaughter is to marry one of his friend's sons." Her father said this, pausing a little to look at her before going on.

"Because all his children were sons and his grandchild was also a boy, it was shifted to his great-grandchild." Her father said, looking at her wearily.

"But Bailey is already engaged, leaving you as the only available granddaughter." Her father completed it.

"Look, Bella, we are trying our best to reason with the board and council, but they just won't listen to us." Her mother said it pleasingly.

" So! It clearly stated that the first granddaughter was right, so why are you all being biased?" Bella said, putting emphasis on the word first, letting them know she wasn't going to dance to their tone.

She chuckled darkly. "Not even a day is here, and my soul is already sold out."

They all looked down, silence engulfing the atmosphere.

She was about to say something when some policemen marched into the living room.

"Yes, how can we help you, officers?" Mr. Harrison asked, immediately getting up to his feet and walking towards them.

"Miss Bella Liam Harrison?" They asked

Bella got up with a confused expression written all over her face.

"A letter has been sent to our office issuing a warrant for an arrest for Miss Bella Liam Harrison." They said, pulling out a sheet of paper, then going towards her to cuff her hands.

"What the heck is going on here?" Her father's voice boomed around the living room, while the others stood there looking equally confused.

"On what charges, if I may ask?" Mr. Harrison looked at them, trying to control his anger.

"Charges for involvement in exhortation and hacking of public funds." They stated this before pulling her away.

"Call the lawyer fast." Mr. Harrison yelled at his wife, following his daughter behind.

Milos immediately pulled out his phone.

"Something just happened in Harrison's mansion. I need you to clear everything; no word must go out. Gather the team. Not only Harrison's reputation is at stake here, but also that of Smith's future daughter-in-law.. He barked into the phone, rushing towards the car.