A slim woman with fair skin, tall, with notepad on her hand, wearing a law suit, and sling bag is walking confidently outside the courtroom. Her every step creates a sound because of the 4 inches black heels.
Other people looked at her because of the aura she had, but she just ignored it. She immediately rushed to her Tesla and rested there for a moment before going inside.
She was thinking about the marital abuse case where her client which is the wife was experiencing violence from her husband (physically) mostly. She felt sorry for her when she looked at her face full of bruises and bruises.
She just closed her eyes and was overcome by emotion. "Man are all monsters."
She leaned back in her chair when her phone suddenly rang in the sling bag next to her. She immediately picked it up and saw her father's name on it. She immediately answered it.
"Dear Everen, are you done with your case?" her father asked.
"Yes dad! Just finished and there is still another case to fight next month." she answered and drank water from her black tumbler.
"Can you come to the company Everen? I have something to discuss with you together with one of our investors."
"Okay Dad. I'll turn off the call now. I'll be there in 10 minutes. " she said and she turned off the call.
She immediately started the car and immediately sped towards their company.
When she arrived, she immediately parked the car in the parking lot and entered the elevator. She pressed the 10th floor where her father's office was located.
When she arrived in front of the office door, she didn't know why she was nervous.
Everen POV
Why does it feel like something bad will happen? I will not be going to like it if ever my instinct is true.
I slowly opened the door widely and dad quickly looked at my direction. The man who was sitting in front of dad while still wearing a corporate suit followed. He has a well-built body, clean hairstyle, and dark hair.
I closed the door and went to dad's place. He smiled at me and I hugged him. He signaled me to sit in front of our investor. He's handsome and looks like he's older than me, 3 years or 4 years? But I don't like his cold aura.
"You two will be getting married next week." I immediately looked at Daddy in shock.
What?!
"Dad! I don't know this! How did you even trust your daughter to a stranger?!" I complained and glared at the man who was sitting there as if he was the boss while staring at me intently.
"Don't look at me like that, idiot!"
I heard Daddy's disobedience to me so I looked at him. "Besides our investor, who is this guy Dad?"
"I'm Erickson Silva." I heard him introduce himself but I didn't look at him.
"He's the one who saved our company from bankruptcy Everen. That's why we should thank him."
Oh, that's all. He just wants gratitude, why does he need a wedding? Are you crazy?
I looked at Erickson and took his hand and shook hands. "Thanks for helping our company. You can leave."
I heard my father cough and I looked at him. He looked at me darkly and I could see that there was a real threat in his gaze.
"Why Dad? I am just expressing my gratitude and kindness here. There's nothing wrong about that!"
"Whether you like it or not Everen, you will marry Mr. Erickson Silva! Understood? Now sign the document!"
I took the said document and read it. It was actually 5 pages long, just like a statement from my witness and victims in the case, huh?
I slowly signed the bottom to close the deal.
I'm really not getting married anymore.
This is coercion! It's against my will! This is under the revised Penal Code!
I gave Daddy the document and the ballpoint pen. I'm annoyed now! I don't want to get married but Daddy is! He's yelling right away! It's scary!
"Thank you for the time you gave for this, Mr. Silva." Dad thanked him and stood up.
The man also stood up and thanked Dad. I stayed seated. You take care of that!
"I'll go first Mr. Acosta. I still have some important things to do." he said goodbye to dad and left.
After the door was broken, dad immediately hit me on the head with the folder he was holding.
I grabbed it and looked at him full of questions.
"I know that Mr. Silva is not your type. But, you shouldn't say those words! He's still our investor!" dad complained.
He was angry again.
"I just don't like him and the point that I am getting married to a stranger, not to a person I love."
That's clearly a bad attitude! Just by his aura!
"He offered me a deal. I thought after helping our company, a long-term partnership would be enough. It wasn't. He offered me, that in order to maintain the partnership and to assure that there would be no backsliding, he wants to marry my daughter — and that is you!"
I got slapped in the forehead. I understand now. My parents owe him. We owe something from him. It's really hard when you are born in a family like this, an arranged marriage is not impossible.
"It's okay Dad. I'm a lawyer. I can put him in jail if ever he is going to do bad things on me. I'll assure you that." I said and I gave him a smile.
He even told me that he was crazy because that man was a trustworthy person. But I insisted. He made a deal, a marriage instead of a partnership. A marriage is not easy, so he's up to something. There's something about him. He didn't do this for nothing, I feel it.
"So, when's the engagement party dad?" I asked my dad who is now reading something in the folder.
"I'll ask my secretary to find a wedding planner and a designer to design your gown. There's no engagement party."
I frowned. That is not necessary. I can do those things alone.
But I was more surprised that there was no engagement party. As in?!
"Dad! I haven't even had a date yet, let alone an engagement party?!"
The one who will be there!
"Did he propose to you? There's nothing, right? A straight wedding would be better, Everen. Don't worry about me anymore and maybe your wedding will end up being civil!"
"Daddy!"
He gave me a death glare and I just rolled my eyes. Daddy is taking advantage of me as his daughter here! I'll tell mommy.
"You're already 27 years old Everen! Will you act like one?"
"Er, how old is Erickson, dad? 30 years old? Maybe then, he's no longer on the calendar!" I said, so daddy hit me on the head with the folder again.
"Daddy! Does it hurt!" I complained but he just widened my eyes. Okay, that's how you are with your unica-ija. You'll be my mommy later!