Her Triumph: Ana fights back

Her Triumph: Ana fights back

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Her Triumph: Ana fights back Chapter 1 1.

"Mr. Erox, shouldn't you be... shouldn't you be doing something else instead of this shopping?" Bianca was forced to ask, she felt bad having a whole CEO follow her to the most expensive shopping mall in Alaska.

He means well... she mused to herself, yet she could not get over the fact that he was doing this to satisfy and fulfill the flimsy promise he made back there. "Who does that? Who takes such promises seriously anyway."

While they were about to get off the vehicle, he heard Mr. Erox he said. "Edgar will help us carry the bags and you heard me call the shopping manager right? They will assign us a shopping agent, so we could easily find out what we need." He explained. "We won't take long," he added.

"You don't need to do this Mr. Erox," she added.

'Being kids makes them humans right? If they are, I see no reason why I should decline whatever I said into a denial, they never would trust me anymore."

She looked back and saw the perplexed look on the driver's face, clearly visible he was worried, yet it was not in her place to claim or enforce what he should or what he should do.

She let it pass, letting him think whatever he thinks he feels like, as they made their way to the elevator from the lift.

As soon as they approached the ground floor, they approached an information booth, where a lady with an outstanding stance walked confidently and gracefully in their direction.

Her hips swayed as she approached them with a seductive grin. "You must be Mr. Erox, I am Charlotte and I will be your shopping agent for today..."

"I wouldn't be needing your services Charlotte, I made it clear to the manager already that I would love a male to be my shopping agent." He said, sounding irritated with a creased forehead.

He readily made use of his phone immediately feeling betrayed. He called the manager and berated over the fact that he asked for a male shopper and he was given a female shopper.

"Bu...h the lad...y she seems fine.." She asked herself aloud.

Edgar the driver leaned forward and said. "He hates it when all ladies do is infuriate him by trying to impress him."

"Whatever, I'm hopefully thankful for the fact that I never did try impressing him else,"

"Yea sure, it's very visible you never want to impress, " Edgar said to smother her thoughts

It took another five minutes for a male shopper to arrive. "The girls said they wanted lots of toys, do you mind helping out which of the dolls they would prefer?" Before she would answer, he answered himself.

"Yea that's it, a doll house," he answered himself. "Please give me the two biggest doll houses here." He said to the shopper.

Drawing her brief together, she noticed it would fit the whole living room. "Miss Delany, the boys! Umm, I heard there were three or two of them. Well would you mind telling me what each of them likes, I need to know that... " Bianca turned to Lawrence as they made the walk and said.

"As you know already, Anthony loves reading computerized books, and he loves gadgets, Callan is a very good hacker too, so he loves gadgets..." he cut her short hearing that one of her kids is a hacker.

"A hacker!" He stopped abruptly.

"Yes, Callan is a very good computerized person, even though I restrict them from making use of my gadgets..." she snorts.

"The last guy standing?"

Bianca became more serious. "I don't think that is necessary Mr. Erox, you've tried a whole lot already..."

"Miss. Delaney, please do not interrupt my shopping." He proceeded to continue his shopping.

"The last guy standing Mr. Erox loves reading, that's his specialty." For the first time, she saw a clear smirk across his lips and heard him say. "My mom always said when I was little I took to so much reading a lot, and computers! I loved them with my all.".

"Coincidence," Lawrence laughed. "It must all be a coincidence."

"I suppose.," Bianca was also in awe about his tale.

"Now we need to speed this up, Anthony is certainly waiting for your return."

Lawrence did not only buy books and toys, but he also bought different shoes and dresses. He remarked how Bianca had done great to handle all of their clothing, and yet he needed to get some others for them.

After two hours, they were done and on their way back to the house. Yet again, all eyes were on Bianca, there was no way around it since they had a lot of things to carry including a gigantic doll house for the girls.

***

"How do you think Anthony is right now? Debbie asked Callan while looking at the balcony sliding doors.

"I don't know but he should be getting over it very soon. Only if we could just call mum to ask how much he has been healed." Callan responded while shrugging. The three were in the sitting room watching their favorite Ben ten series on the TV, yet worried about their brother.

Amy carried a plate of cookies In her hand to the living room. "Don't worry you three, your mummy... is coming, she will soon be back as a matter of fact..." Amy said, pacifying the kids.

They noticed how Amy paused her words, and had her eyes fixed on the balcony. Debbie was so observant, that she tilted her head towards her, and turned around to declare. "What's wrong aunt Amy?"

Amy quickly wiped the wetness on her face, and said. "Your mommy is coming, already with your daddy... and I believe they've got lots of gifts for you guys."

"Wow, guys did you hear that!" Debbie's eyes glistened, putting both hands on the cheek as she said. "I'm so excited."

Callan from where he said only forced a smile while Emma was also happy. Amy was surprised Callan wasn't joining in the jubilation but kept his eyes glued to the TV. It took only five minutes and Amy noticed how someone was seemingly at the door. As suspected, Bianca opened the door carrying lots of shopping bags and a huge box while Lawrence was tailing right behind them.

"Mummy, you are here!" The girls exclaimed, rushing towards the door.

It was after Bianca entered he followed and said hello to the kids with his impassive face he said, "Hello kids I bought you gifts."

"Daddy!" The girls again were the first to call him, hugging him outright and asking to be carried into his arms.

He embraced them tightly, caressing their backs, only then did he manage a smile. He wound up taking a deep breath, appreciating the girl's little breath and baby scent.

When each of them let go of his neck, he appreciated it. "You girls are beautiful."

"Yes daddy, just like mommy," Emma exclaimed while raising them in his arms.

He giggled. "Yea, your mum is beautiful too." He said briefly not intending to go more than that.

"Just as I promised girls, I bought you a lot of toys and a very big one to be precise. A doll house," he placed the girls and revealed.

"Thank you, daddy." The girls said, planting pecks on his cheek. "Daddy you are the best." They added, hugging him to his waist.

After greeting the girls, he wondered why Callan didn't walk up to him as usual, he went past Bianca and moved towards Callan on the sofa, he leaned forward and said. "Callan! Are you okay? What's wrong?" He held on to his tiny shoulders and said?

"I saw a lot of toys and gadgets and I bought all of those because I promised to, would you like to see them?"

Callan looked at his mother strangely before he turned towards Lawrence again with pouty lips.

"Daddy, where's my brother? Where's Anthony?" Callan requested worriedly.

"Anthony is fine, okay! He will be discharged tomorrow," Lawrence explained.

Callan fell into his arms and said. "Stay with us daddy, if mummy is busy, you won't be busy. One of you would have known something so bad is wrong with my brother." He sniffed and flared and his eyes were watery.

Even Lawrence and Bianca could say nothing about this request.

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