Elisha walked arm in arm with her husband to one of their cars. Their compound was a very big one. Infact, the garage was big enough to accommodate their five big cars and even more .
"I will drive" Elisha said stretching forth her hand towards the driver side of the car.
"Why?" Patrick asked knowing fully well what his wife was up to. She would drive life out of them. She was a reckless driver and would always demanded for key whenever she got pissed off by him.
"Should we take different car then?"
"No... no. Dear. You don't have to humiliate me this night. Do you?"
"But you can by bringing wretched toothpicks on my matrimonial bed" "Our matrimonial bed honey!" He said. Elisha gazed at him before laughing out loud.
"Really! You even think you have the right to that bed? Huh? You must be kidding" Patrick checked his wristwatch.
"Honey. Stop all this drama. We are running late" Patrick wanted to sit down when he realized his wife was still standing. He quickly came out and opened the passenger door for her.
"Sit while I drive you my queen" He knew how to get her angry as well as how to make her the happiest woman on planet.Elisha smiled at him.
"I know it will just be this night. So, I will enjoy it my lord" Patrick ran back to the driver's seat excited. It took them an hour to get to the Chairman's mansion.
It was a luxurious high-rise penthouse apartment in Dubai Marina, overlooking the Burj Khalifa and Arabian Gulf.The gate was opened by two men, their muscles were big and they had broader chest. Their legs were pompous as they weren't that tall, just average. They got in and like a pauper, Patrick came out quickly and opened the passenger door, holding his wife by her hands gently.
They didn't even notice the other families there. The chairman three sons, they came with their own wives too.The trio were blushing wishing Patrick was their husband. Those three sons weren't the only son the chairman had. There were three other bastards outside . He had neglected Elisha since she was little because her mother was the first wife and she didn't give birth to any other child except her. He wished she would give birth to a male child but unfortunately, luck was against her. He sent them out when Elisha was four and refused to register her under the family name.
He then started his promiscuous lifestyle until he had six useless sons. Patrick seeing how jealous they were quickly held his wife by her petite waist to himself.
"Hello everyone"Elisha said raising her hands The wife to the youngest of them there, Ivan, known as the hypocrite quickly ran over to her happily. "Big sis. How have you been? You're looking so fresh and glowing"
"You're looking so pale. Are you under the weather? please take care of yourself"
With this, she moved on with her husband and the other wives mocked her. Ivan smirked and walked back shamefully to her husband. The mansion was a huge one. They had to walk through a long red carpet to get to the Chairman's sitting room which was luxuriously designed. As they entered, the servants bowed .
There were chefs preparing the table for the dinner feast. Different delicacies were on the table. Right from one corner of the sitting room where the kitchen was, an old woman of about sixty years came out with her third leg.
"Hey girl! She sounded with her shaky voice. She was the one that called Elisha then. She had been the chairman secretary and head chef. Everyone knew her as the second in command to the chairman.
"Hello Madam Ronnie" She turned back to hug her.
"Good evening ma " Patrick greeted perhaps trying to relay he wasn't a figure head. The attention have been on Elisha since they got down from the car.
"See who we have here. Patrick. it's been a while" "Hope this little girl hasn't been treating you roughly. She can be quite stubborn"
"No ma. She's always the best" They all bursted into laughter. Madam Ronnie was still holding unto Elisha when she noticed her cheek was a redfish even under the mask of makeover . Only a genius would know that. She touched it and Elisha moaned.
"What happened to your face? She said with great concern as she checked it.
"It was just a small accident" Elisha answered. Madam Ronnie was about raising more questions but a child cut in.
"Mom!" A five years old little boy ran out of the other side of the sitting room.
"Son! "Elisha ran to her and they hugged each other tightly. The boy disengaged himself from his mom and ran to Patrick.
"Yoo! My boy! It's nice seeing daddy" He said kissing him This time, the other families that had been outside entered. Elisha and Patrick had to come drop Ryan their child with the chairman because of the violence they do use at home. They never wanted their child to witness any of them. The chairman came out at that instance and everyone freezed. The seventy years old chairman was still in his prime. He was a short, slim man. His hair had turned grey completely . He walked carefully watching each step he took.
"Good evening sir" They chorused The chairman stood still in his sweater and black trouser with his glasses aiming at his newspaper. He looked at them all and walked up to the dinning table. His chair was that of emperors . It was prepared just for him and no other person.No one dare sit there. Not even his first grandchild Ryan. As small as he was, he knew he must not sit there.
"I will be including Elisha in the family register." He poured it out as soon as everyone sat down. Everyone was silent. You wouldn't dare talk when the chairman was except he gave you permission. He held his cutleries and took a bite of the food. They were almost veggies. He didn't like heavy dinner and everyone was used to that.
"What do you think Elisha?" "Thank you so much sir" "You're my first daughter. C'mon!" Everyone exchanged glances and Patrick beamed with smile.Angry expression met with enviness on the others' face.
The chairman threw one of his fork and it landed on the center of the table. Everyone was scared. Ryan stared at the fork and almost peeped on his trousers.
"Don't give me those faces." He yelled.
"Where are the other three boys? I made it clear that you all must be here