CHAPTER TWENTY

"What exactly are you wearing?"

"What do you mean?"

"Who wears this type of cloth to a party meant for rich men?"Vincent asked her looking at her dressing once again.

She was wearing a black top with a black jacket on top,jean trousers and a knee length high heel shoe which the trousers covered until it reached the ankle.

~~~~~FLASHBACK ~~~~~

Martha walked out of the store with a new cloth and swung her hair as she walked into the car.

The driver looked back and his jaw dropped.

'Is she wearing this to the party?' The driver thought.

"What? We are going to be late,drive"

~~~~~ Outside the hall~~~~~

Looking at the clothes on Martha,the driver decided to speak up.

"I just want you to know mam,this night is going to be a long night for you and Mr Vincent"

"Then it will be a long night for everyone"

'Oh,you will soon understand' The driver said in his mind.

~~~~Back in the hall~~~~

"Those dresses were very uncomfortable,i couldn't wear them. Instead,i wore this and see,it has a bow on it like all the gowns i wore,it makes them similar" Martha said speaking in his ear.

"Whatever,they seem impressed though. No one has ever had the guts to dress like this to a party" Vincent confessed.

"I am legendary,cool" Martha smiled.

"Now,we have to do something to keep them convinced that we are together" Vincent said looking around.

"Say no more, i know what you want to say" Martha said.

"What do you think i....." Vincent wanted to ask but Martha suddenly stood up,leaned against the table,grabbed his collar and kissed him on his lips.

Vincent froze and blinked three times in shock. His eyes darted left and right,many peoples eyes were on them,he had to act along,whether or not he wanted to.

He put his hands behind her head and deepened the kiss. She removed her hands from his collar and hung them around the neck as they both suddenly got immersed in it.

Little by little,they got deeper into the kiss,forgetting time,forgetting where they were.

After two minutes,Vincent got back to his senses but Martha didn't. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to stop her but he had to do something.

He removed his hand from her head and moved her back with slight force. The moment he moved her,she immediately realised what she was doing.

She looked around her and saw those women smiling at her,she ignored them and looked at Vincent.

Vincent looked at her and then the chair. She immediately understood the message and sat down.

At this point,the people who's eyes were on them began to reduce one by one.

"Why did you do that?" Vincent asked.

"You said you wanted to prove it to them"

"I was not thinking that extreme,i was talking about a dance" Vincent said and Martha began to scratch her hair in embarrassment.

"Ooh,a dance. Well then,it's good i did that"

"It's good? Really,it's good?"

"What? I don't know how to dance"

"You don't know how to dance?" Vincent asked her for confirmation.

"Yes,you never asked" Martha said rolling her eyes.

"NOW,THE HEIR OF DBAMS WILL BE INTRODUCED TO US"A man announced with a microphone.

"Ooh,okay,so no one knows who he is" Martha said in realisation.

"I know him and a few other people" Vincent said with a proud look.

"NOW,WE CALL ON THE HEIR OF DBAMS INTERNATIONAL,VINCENT BLAIR"The man announced.

"That's us,let's go" Vincent said as he stood up.

'He is the heir? How come? Why didn't i know? Was he hiding it from me? Oh,hold on,of course he is,Vincent Blair,what was i thinking?' Martha asked herself as she stood up.

They walked together,hand in hand to the stage,to the spotlight.

"Thank you. I hope you all are enjoying your time here. I am Vincent Blair,the only son of my father,Late Mr Scott Blair. I am entitled to this and i hope i can get your support and help" Vincent said and then bowed.

"We are ready to give our support but,you have to win me in the challenge first" A man in the audience said and the others cheered.

Vincent and Martha looked at themselves and then back to the people and asked.

"Which challenge?"

"The challenge that has being going on for ages,i am the present unbeatable" The man answered in very low details. He looked like he was in his late fourties.

"I beat your dad in it but,we supported him because we knew he was a good man. I don't know you,you either win it or you give up"

"Sir,please,what is the challenge?" Vincent asked again.

"Come down here boy" The man said waving him to come.

Vincent and Martha got down from the podium and walked to the man.

"COME ON IN"He shouted looking at the door.

Two men came in bringing two crates of strong beer.