Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 34
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[Redd Estate]
Acosta sat in the middle of the Redd wolves who look like they’re ready to tear him apart with their claws.
Since he said the statement about not letting anyone use his daughter for public lies, they’ve been looking at him like he’s smaller than that statement. Like how dare he utter a disagreement for a family that makes sure he stays alive always.
The same family that makes sure his own family stays watered and fine and good? They couldn’t understand.
While everyone sat, Marley stood beside the penthouse heater, hands pocketed, glasses balanced.
“You might wanna utter that statement again, Acosta Simpson.” He said with a curl of disdain.
“Peach is too young to get involved with the insanity of this family. If you need someone to lie, I’ll do it.” Acosta emphasized as gently as he could.
“And what makes you think the public will buy your lies?” Genevieve asked with a chuckle of mockery.
She held a coffee mug on her right hand and the saucer on her left.
“He thinks he’s important,” Dora laughed, playing with her hair.
“My daughter won’t face the public to tell a lie about a girl who did nothing to y’all! Seraphina did nothing!” Acosta stood abruptly.
Kimmy shot up from her cushion, climbed the center table closest to Acosta, and smacked his face with intended hardness which made Acosta’s cheek colour up.
“Kimmy?” He looked up, shock rattling him to the bones once more.
“You were out since yesterday, you never picked calls. You left your daughter and I all alone at our floor, and now you return to act like a protective father for Peach? No, Costa. My daughter will start getting useful for the family, and you won’t stop that! She’s climbing that podium at the press-con to lie!”
“You’re really insufferable, Kimmy,” Acosta nodded, eyes heavy with pain.
“I’ll do whatever mama says,” Peach said from her seat.
All heads turned in her direction.
“That’s it,” Genevieve smiled.
“She should have been my second daughter in place of that cursed girl.” Marley grinned, satisfied.
“Well, you better climb the podium and tell the lie well.” Dora said.
“I hate that I have to tell a lie that’ll favor you,” Peach jeered. “But what can I do? It’s a win for the family.”
“Peach,” Acosta went ahead to her side, squatting in front of the girl. He held her arms. “Peach, you can’t taint your childhood with—”
“Do you even love me, dad?” Peach asked out of the blues.
“What are you saying!” Acosta’s face knotted confusedly.
“Mom does everything to keep me up in the family, but all you do is disappear and appear to try to ruin it all. I’m so mad at you I don’t wanna talk to you!” Peach shook him off.
Marley got between them, blocking her from Acosta.
“Get back to the construction site, and oversee the giant hotel today. I mean…all day. It’s not meant to be over till 12 midnight. And for what you did today, the funds to your parents will be suspended for a month. Now, leave.” He ordered.
With burning face, Acosta gave him a caged stare, then he looked over at Kimmy who’s still on the table.
Kimmy threw her face away.
He looked at Dora.
Dora stuck her tongue out at him.
Peach is behind Marley. He can’t see her face.
Genevieve is still sipping coffee.
Acosta got up and walked out like an abandoned orphan.
“Press conference at exactly noon,” Marley announced. “Everyone has to prepare for the lies, and Kimmy…” He faced her on the table.
“Teach Peach what to say.”
“Trust me, daddy.” Kimmy smiled with malicious joy.
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