Maximus Woods

Mila frowned as she bit into the waffles . The room is silent due to her mother's latest tantrum . The tantrum cause is unkown and unreasonable but Charlotte Woods continued to shout about how they are being mean to her all the time . She was losing it . Mila could tell .

Inbetween her mother's tantrum , Mila would zone out and think about him and their conversation . ' 'The tension between us . Not the tension building up in between your legs but the one in your heart . I would never hurt you , under different circumstances .' That wink . Gosh , she swear something wet squirted from between her legs. 

'Focus Mila , focus' , "Mila?" Her golden brown eyes turn to look at Jasmine who has eye bags under her eyes ," You good ?" Her younger sister questions. 

Mila straightened her back and nodded ," I'm fine ." She said before she continued eating her lunch turned into breakfast .

Jasmine eyed her , obviously not believing her words ," You are always sleeping or fainting . You have been uncousious for the fifth time now . Including today in the morning . I do not believe that you were just tired and needed some sleep . How tired can a human being be ?"

Mila was happy seeing the side of the ranting Jasmine . "What's wrong ? Did Mr silver-eyed not come to bother you with marriage papers anymore and you just missss your husband ?"

Mila threw Jasmine with the napkin where the latter laughed it off and threw it back at her . They started to throw napkins at one another before they stopped and their laughs died down slowly . " Seriously , you seem like some kind of homesick wife." Jasmine said before she sighed and she jabbed her knife through the sausage .

Mila lifted her hand and placed a hand over Jasmine's hand warmly . The latter dropped the knife and leaned back to the chair , covering her mouth with the back of her hand while her eyes glistening with tears ," It all seems unreal you know ?" Jasmine spoke behind her covered mouth .

Mila could'nt cry any longer but she nodded and caressed her sister's hand in a comforting manner ," It does. " She mutters . She doesn't have any words of assurance and even though she could come up with them easily , they will be empty and not comforting at all and she doesn't want to give her sister false hope .

Jasmine laughed through her cries before she leaned closer to Mila and said ," And you know what's funny ? While you were uncousious , after that boy's death who's name is Maximus and his surname Woods. Yeah I know," Jasmine nodded her head at Mila's reaction , as if saying how shocked she was too ," It's his son ," Jasmine nodded her head again , her black hair dancing with the impact ," His illegitimate child . We found out on the day the will was being read . You know people thought the shooter was aiming at you but they were aiming at him because he was the heir. Father had left everything to him . Including this house ." Jasmine's expression turned bitter as she nods her head constantly to herself .

Mila could'nt react much but she was rendered shocked and speechless . Could that be the reason her mother threw that uncalled for tantrum minutes ago ?

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After her lunch turned into breakfast , Mila went to search for her mother and she found the woman in the small bar inside the house . The loud music was what bought her here .

Charlotte Woods held a glass in her hand and on the other a paper while surprisingly , Augustus stood by , not too far from her mother's side . Mila wanted to question what was going on . Typically seeing the robotic Augustus who has barely spoken a single word to my mother even though she would ask if her husband is coming home or not and the man would not respond to that single question . Grumpy , if Mila were to describe Augustus but she respects him because he is a very formidable and loyal guard they have ever had in this household. Not only would he protect their father but also everyone else .

Mila glances at Conner behind her . He is the only guard she had seen in his house . It seems like it is only Conner and Augustus left in this household as guards . And Mila came to the conclusion that the others left because they had no income coming in and staying in this household where their boss is dead and the only heir who had the fortune is dead too ; the men obviously had to leave . They had only come here for a job - a job that pays .

Mila pushes back the hurtful thoughts at the back of her head as she approaches her mother who had already acknowledge her presence long ago . Her mother is dressed like the trophy wife she is with her heels that click on the floor whenever she walks just to give people a sign that the woman of the mansion is coming . Mila could never feel more than proud at her mother's composed self .

If the Woods family were to unexpectedly rush into their house right now , they will be both shocked and angry at her mother's state . Even though she is dressed classy , they will still come to bite her but her mother will bite back nicely .

"You know he was murdered right? He did not die out of the illness ." Her mother said after shutting down the music , her eyes still focus on the paper until she hands it to Augustus who quickly lights it on fire .

"What ?"Mila finally turns her gaze away from Augustus and to her mother . Her eyes are wide as she processes the words.