Charlotte Ray's only mission to America was to make her father pay for what he did to her and her mother years ago, Meeting superstar Alexander Blake wasn't part of the agenda, but to continue her mission, she has to deal with this annoying fellow first! Alexander Blake is the first son of Mr and Mrs Blake, successful business tycoons who want their son to take over the company after his education and also get married to the beautiful but spoilt and irritating daughter of his Father's business partner but he has no interest in their plan for his future, He made a plan to marry another girl through an agency and divorce her later but quietly and without the knowledge of his parents, but just then Charlotte Ray walked into his life, and he vowed to make her his wife to avoid nasty Vanessa, even though he finds pretty Charlotte annoying as fuck! I guess you don't think our no-nonsense Charlotte would agree to this senseless deal right? Well, I don't think so either! But let's wait and see, what if our handsome hero happens to convince her, then what? What about her Mission? Will she abandon her mission to fit into Alex's mission?
HER MISSION
Chapter one
Charlotte could be seen packing her luggage outside.
She looked at her sad mom once again and signed .
"common mom,stop being too emotional, I will make sure I call you at least once in three days." She said hoping her mom will cheer up.
"Charlotte,as you are going, be careful, don't allow all those America guys to deceive you. You are still very you.." her mom was still talking when she cuts her off .
"young? I know mom . You have told me this a million times mom".
She groaned feeling frustrated already .
She hugged her mom really tight and waved her good bye for the last time and entered the car.
The driver started driving afterwards.
She is travelling out in search of her dad and at the same time using the opportunity to school in America.
After an hour, they got to the airport.
Her flight will take off in ten minutes.
She did the necessary requirements and was given her seat paper.
She got to where her seat is and saw a fat man on .
"Hello?" She said politely but the man ignored her intentionally and that alone got her pissed off
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"Hey fatty, you are sitting on my seat or are you by anyway deaf?"she asked angrily and that deaf word caught the man's attention.
He looked up at her surprised "will you now beat me up? This is my seat". He checked the paper given to him and saw he was wrong .
He looked up at Charlotte and stood up seeing the deadly glares from her.
Not even a sorry from him. I'm sure he is not a Nigerian. Prisca thought and sat down.
"This is my seat". She mimicked aloud to his hearing .
She has always thought how a plane looks like in reality.
Ten minutes later, the plane was ready to take off.
They were given all necessary instructions and the flight took off .
Charlotte brought out her phone and plugged her ears.
She loves music a lot. An hour later,she slept off.
At night (U.S.A)
Charlotte woken up by their arrival announcement.
For how many hours has she been sleeping? She thought rubbing her eyes.
It was dark in America already .
The breeze is very cold and freezing. she took her luggage and came out looking at every where.Everything is new to her.
'America here I come' she thought eye searching her mum's friend. Her mom already told her she will be living with her.
She just hope she will be able to cope with them. Someone hugged her and when she disengaged from the hug she saw it was her mum's friend.
"Look at you,you have grown so big, you are so cute. Hardly will people know you were raised in Nigeria". She said and Prisca smiled.
She helped her with her luggage to the car and she drove Prisca home with the woman filling her in about every thing she has to know about America.
They got home after an hour drive.
She came down and opened her mouth in awl.
They must be freakin rich . She has never in her life seen such a magnificent house.
She came out of the car and Carried her luggage.
They entered the house together and she was wowed before she could cover her mouth.
"I hope you will like the house, you can call me courtney if you don't feel comfortable calling me mom okay?"
"Alright court.... alright ma" she replied smiling and courtney chuckled.
Charlotte went to the sitting room and she was served drinks.
Some minutes later, Courtney showed her her room and she so much love it.
It was painted with green and cream colour.
"If you don't like the colour,just let me know. We will change it" Courtney said.
"No its beautiful. I love it" she replied smiling.
"Okay dear".
"I'm back mom".
So she even has a son, his voice is so cool. Charlotte thought.
His son came inside the room and his gaze was on Charlotte for some seconds.
He finally hugged his mom. awwwwwn
"Hi son you are back. How was school?" Courtney asked her son .
"Stressful as always"he replied stealing gaze at Priscal.
"Awww...meet Charlotte, the girl I told you about. She arrived today" courtney said and he mouthed an "Oh".
"Charlottel,this is Alexander my son" she said.
Charlotte stretched forth her hands for an handshake which he took.
Immediately his mum left the room for them to get to know each other.
"I will appreciate it if you can stay away from me in this house, cause I hate Nigerians, such an ugly and corrupted Nation". Alexander said and Charlotte flinched.
"That was rude plus I'm not a Nigerian, I just grew up in Nigeria". She replied trying to start a conversation.
"Whatever,just stay away from me" Alexander said and left the room.
'Wow,he thinks he won the talk already in his mind like that,anyways I'm so tired to talk tonight so I will just shift the talk till tomorrow' Charlotte said silently.
"Kids,your food is ready" Courtney shouted from the kitchen
Charlotte took a quick shower and loose her curly hairs falling to her shoulders.
She wore a blue pyjamas,grabbed her phone and left for downstairs.
She sat down and started eating quietly with Alexander.
Courtney prepred fried rice and grilled chicken just to welcome her.
Courtney left for upstairs and came down with a nylon bag.
"When you are through eating,you can check what's in there" she left sitting on a couch.
Charlotte quickly rushed her food curious of what can be inside.
"Easy girl, the gift is not disappearing" Alex said rolling his eyes.
"The only problem you guys have is minding your business" Charlotte retorted and Alex continued eating.
Charlotte checked the gift when she was done and jumped happily like a baby. "Thanks mum" she called courtney the M word and she smiled.
She put on the phone and went to the kitchen packing Courtney dish and leaving his.
She washed them and sat down in the kitchen operating her new phone.
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