Who's this girl?
"What's the name of my bride, dad?"
My father's tensed shoulder finally relax. His face lits up as he crosses his legs. "Penelope Rose Braxton."
Penelope Rose Braxton. Who is this girl? She must be someone special for capturing my dad's attention.
"Never heard the name before,"I mumbled.
"Of course. She's far from your group of girlfriends,"my dad answered and I nearly rolled my eyes.
To save myself from his sarcasm, I won't ask him about this Penelope Rose Braxton again. I have my own means of finding the secrets.
"Since you've agreed, might as well pay her a visit. This is where she's confined." He puts down a piece of blue paper on top of the center table. "I'll see myself out."
It looks like our unexpected meeting is over. Dad stood and straightened his suit. His smile never leaves his lips and he looks truly happy. It's like the old days when he'd closed a big busimess deal. When he finally disappeared in my office, a deep and heavy sigh escaped from my lungs.
My father is still a clever man, I realized.
My eyes shifted towards the blue paper on top of the table. It has the name and address of the hospital where Penelope Rose Braxton is taken care of. She's unconscious but still, she's able to win my dad's heart. How did she do that? As long as I wanted to find out by paying her a visit tonight, my workload won't permit me. Probably, I will see her the next day.
I went back to my work table and called my secretary via intercom.
"Search everything about Penelope Rose Braxton. I need the information right away."
If she's going to be my wife, I need to know what kind of person she is.
While waiting for her bio, I busied myself on paperworks. I have plenty of contracts to read and sign before my dad's intrusion.
Hours have passed and day became night unnoticed. Jenny, my secretary, had gone home after handling over a folder that contains the information about Penelope.
Well, that's what I have expected but the moment I opened the folder, the girl named Penelope Rose Braxton puzzled me.
Penelope Rose Braxton
20 years old
No social media accounts of any form
No school records
No registered mobile numbers
No police records
No license numbers
Hospital record: Admitted and confined due to leg injury and head trauma caused by car accident.
She has nothing but her name and age. It's like she never exists until the accident.