I Swear, Let Me Love You Again

So my father and I had come to a conclusion that the only way to go about things was to announce that I am from one of the most powerful names in the state, county, world and earth at large.

I was a MILLER and the only daughter of a successful Billionaire man. My father knew that the moment he announced it, it would bring respect and opposition against me but he was ready for whatever it is as long as his children were safe.

Though Andrew was still battling for his life, I was certain and hopeful he was going to emerge as a champion as he knew we all needed him. Especially Ari and I, she hadn’t left his side for a single moment and she wept every minute, I felt so horrible.

All these increased my anger, the cops were still investigating but I already knew it was Jenny and Mrs King handwork and this was one of my moves in ensuring they get the message I am trying to send.

“Miss Lydia, the reporters are all ready and Mr Miller and a few others are all present. Everyone is just waiting for you.” Roseline announced standing by the door.

“Thank you, I will be there in a second.” I took a deep breath and glanced at the mug on my table which Andrew had given to me.

I’m going to make sure whoever did this will not be at rest as you battle for your life…I promise.

I blinked repeatedly battling the tears threatening to fall, heading out of my office hearing the clicking sound of my black heels with each step I took. The stylist and I had picked out a well-tailored beige corporate suit and pants. I felt and looked amazing with my hair straightened perfectly, making me remember days when I couldn’t even straighten mine because the electrical facilities in my room weren’t functioning.

“You look amazing.” Lorena complimented as soon as I got in front of the conference room.

“Thank you, you look good too.” I returned gazing at her from head to toe as she had come here to support wearing a navy blue short-sleeve corporate gown.

“You got this girl…. just don’t be nervous. Andrew will be so proud of you, I already know.” She tried to find the right words and those were it.

“Now go ahead.” She shooed me off before I could utter another word. Rubbing my glossy lips together, I entered the conference room meeting reporters and everyone discussing amongst themselves. I saw some cameras already beginning to film, reminding me this was live. Fear and nervousness were conquered by the rage in my system every time I remembered Andrew’s life and death situation and the thought that the criminals in their luxurious mansion were sipping wine and laughing about this situation.

My face turned into a frown, “Good morning everyone.” My father gave my hand a squeeze reassuringly.

“I am popularly known as Lydia Taylor, the ex-wife of Nathaniel King in which there have been various conceptions and rumors about me. For everyone who accused me of being a gold digger, opportunist, a poor girl hopping from one man to the next without knowing my history. Standing as the daughter of Jacob Miller, I reintroduce myself as his only daughter who has been hidden from the media and masses for years, Lydia Taylor Miller.”

Everyone in the room gasped and began to flash pictures and talk amongst each other. The faces of disbelief and shock written on the staff and reporters who were all itching to ask questions.

“So Andrew Miller, who was rumored to be dating you, is in fact your brother?” A reporter asked, his loud voice booming through the room and I nodded.

“I want it to be known to whoever tried to cut the brakes to my car and is the reason my brother, Andrew Miller, is in critical condition. I swear to you on my life that my family and I will not rest until we ensure you’re behind bars.” I spoke looking directly into the camera though they were a bunch of them recording.

“Mr Miller, is this the truth?”

“Did she get the job based on this?”

“Who would try to attack you, Miss Miller?”

“Any further information on Mr Andrew’s health?”

“And before I forget, my book on all I had faced in the years of my marriage to Nathaniel King will be coming out this Friday, only available in Miller restaurants and companies.” I announced, ignoring their questions.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“Are you hinting the Kings have something to do with the accident?” A reporter asked as I was about to take my leave.

“I’m hinting that I have gone through a lot of abuse from Mrs Rhonda King and the whole world will get to read it.” I blurted out making everyone begin to go crazy again.

“Thank you.” Ignoring their roaring, I exited out of the room with my friends, assistant and father leaving as well.

One step closer to bringing down the Kings involved because to me, Jenny was a King.

*****

MEANWHILE…. 3RD

The whole world was in shock as every headline and every social media page showed Lydia. Men who insulted her in the past feared for themselves knowing the kind of power just the name Miller held. Her high-school mates, especially Mia, were shocked with their mouths hanging open. Nathaniel who was at the office leaned back in his seat re-watching the press conference admiring her but yet baffled.

Meanwhile, Jenny was panicking, pacing back and forth in the living room where she and Mrs King had just been relaxing sipping wine and eating snacks.

“Mrs King, are you okay?” Jenny inquired with worry. Mrs King has neither moved nor said a word in the past ten minutes after they had watched the press conference.

“Jenny, tell me you have nothing to do with her brother’s accident. And did that little girl just say she’s about to tarnish my image with a book? Oh for goodness sake.” Mrs King finally spoke, her emotions changing from pleading to annoyed to stressed out with each sentence.

“Mrs King I know they are a powerful family but you’re acting like they are dangerous or something. Plus no one is going to read her book.” Jenny giggled nervously and Mrs King just gave her a blank stare that scared Jenny to the core.

Oh shit…. Jenny winced and shut her eyes tightly.