Chapter Four: He's What?
A few minutes ago
"Honey are you Sir e we shouldn't call the police yet?We've been trying to message and call them for two hours with no result. What if my precious baby girl has been kidnapped?!"Mrs. Lavinge had been panicking and pacing about the luxurious and well furnished modern living room. It was already after midnight and it had just snowed six more inches meaning it was freezing out there. Early in the evening, Simons's boyfriend Xavier had dropped by and picked up their little princess saying they were going out on a date. She trusted Xavier so she didn't think he had done anything unpleasant to Simone but she couldn't help but wonder where he took Simone. If they flew to another city shouldn't they have contacted her. As she was worrying herself to death, her husband was seated elegantly on the sofa with right arm on the arm rest and the right leg resting on his left knee.
Unlike his wife that was all over the place , he was in total control as he knew Simone was more than capable of handling herself not to mention the fact that Xavier was also with her.
From childhood Morris Lavinge had made sure his only daughter was taught in all firms of combat for her own safety. With his and his wife growing fame, he knew she would be in danger from all kinds of criminals who would want to get their hands on their fortune. The Lavinge's were very protective of their daughter who had been adopted at the age of four since they couldn't have any children of their own. They made sure to treat Simone like a child of their own and showered her with all kinds of gifts from time to time.
Mrs. Lavinge was tired of being 'patient' like her husband who just sat there while their daughter was in a God knows what condition. She whipped out her phone and quickly started to dail in the emergency number.
Morris finally got up from the sofa and snatched his wife's phone from her shaky hands. She looked at him desperately silently begging him to just let her have her way when the doorbell's chime sounded echoing in the large mansion.
Alonzo, the butler, quickly walked up to the door praying it was the young miss since he couldn't take anymore of the tears Mrs. Lavinge was shedding. He thanked the heavens when the doubled doors opened up to the young miss and her boyfriend. He greeted them with at most respect as though they were his elders as he made way for them. Mrs. Lavinge was the first to approach the young 'couple' as they walked into the living room. She enveloped her daughter in a bear hug the moment she in proximity. Simone hated hugs a lot but fro. her mom, it was another item on the daily routine.
Simone stood still as she waited out the excruciatingly long hug while Xavier stood beside her trying but failing to his the smile that sprung from his light pink lips. This scene he was watching was too funny not to laugh at. He shook his head in refusal when Simone glared at him silently asking him to intervene; no way he was stopping this, he would definitely tease her about this the later.
"You two are finally back home. My lovely wife was almost losing her mind over your delay." Mr. Lavinge's said as he walked over to his emotional wife and pryed her carefully off his daughter who was frozen stiff in the type embrace. Simone released a sigh of relief .She could finally breathe in again. She sent a sharp glare to Xavier which made him aware he would regret not helping her.
"So Simone, Xavier, what have you two been up to?" It was Mr. Lavinge that inquired in a casual yet curious tone his arm curled around his wife's shoulders. Mrs. Lavinge was standing akimbo her arms on her hips waiting for their reply. "Well Mrs.Lavinge, we were at the movies watching 'Dawn Of The Night'. It's four hours long" Xavier smoothly replied as though he was telling someone his name.
"Really? But it's been more than four hours since you left."
"That's because we then went to an amusement park. Simone said she wanted to ride the rollercoaster."Simone looked at Xavier her eyes almost bulging out. She didn't know he had a talent in lying. Well both his parents were actors so it shouldn't have surprised her that much. Xavier squeezed Simone's hand that was in his on noticing Simons's stare. She was a horrible liar and was gonna make it hard for her parents to believe him.
Simone understood what Xavier meant and averted her gaze to her dad flashing him a bright smile. Simone's smiles could lighten up any room or situation and it worked like a charm." You two should be resting now then" Mr. Lavinge said in a retiring tone. "Okay then, have a good night. I'll be off now." Xavier turned to exit the mansion but then Mr. Lavinge spoke up once again.
"Xavier, you can't be serious. Its past midnight and very dangerous to go out. Your going to have to spend the night here, we can't risk something happening to you." Xavier wanted to protest as it wasn't going to be his first time driving after midnight but judging by the way his girlfriend's dad spoke, there was no room for bargain.
"Alonzo" Mr. Lavinge called,"please go up and make sure a room is prepared for Xavier. " "I am sorry sir, but have you forgotten that all the guest rooms were exterminated this afternoon. The gas hasn't completely cleared yet." Alonzo explained to his master informatively. The fumigation had occurred as a result of Mrs.Lavinge's fear of the cockroach she saw entering on of the guest rooms the day before She threw a complete tantrum and had spent the night a hotel refusing to step into the house until the vermin was dead. Whenever Mr.Lavinge called in the late afternoon to inform her about the fumigation, she finally agreed to go back home.
After pondering on the matter for a while, Mr. Lavinge declared rather nonsensically in Simons's opinion that Xavier would have to spend the night in Simone's room.
"He's what? I didn't get you there dad" Simone was flustered for a moment. "Your room is really spacious with lots of couches too.." Mr .Lavinge didn't sound too happy with his own decision but found no other way around it.
"" So what dad?!"Simone asked stubbornly unable to believe her ears.