Chapter 8
Star High College
"Oh no, girl, you're falling into the devil's trap! You're so naive, and he's taking advantage of it," Emory said.
"At least it's better than storming..." Zinnia said.
"Girl, you need to stand up for yourself sometimes," Hazel stated. "I didn't come to school for trouble. I only came here to study, and I can't afford to lose the scholarship because of some rich-poor kids' stuff, you know?"
"You know you're right, but you can just stand up for yourself sometimes. Being naive and quiet just encourages bullies," Zinnia said.
"Yeah, I know. Thanks for the advice. It's closing; let's head home," Hazel replied.
As they left the school building, Emory asked, "Oh, my driver's already here. Should I drop you two off?"
"No, worry, someone's coming to pick me up," Hazel replied. "And I'm actually going to work, so you two head home, okay?"
"Okay, then. Bye," Emory said, leading them goodbye before entering the car.
"Bye," they both replied.
"I should probably head to work now," Zinnia said.
"Bye, see you tomorrow," Hazel replied.
When Zinnia left, Hazel called her mom to inform her she's done with school.
"Mom, I'm done. Can you please send the address now?" Hazel asked.
"Actually, dear, my friend already sent a driver to pick you up, so he should be there by now," Emily replied.
"Okay, Mom. See you."
"Okay, dear. See you too. Bye,"Emily said before disconnecting.
As Hazel waited, a driver approached her. "Are you Miss Hazel?"
"Yes," Hazel replied.
"I was asked to bring you to the mansion, so please..." The driver said leading her towards the car.
"Oh, okay," Hazel said, following the driver.
The driver was about to open the car door when Hazel stopped him. "No worries sir. I can do that myself. You can go in first."
Hazel opened the front door for him and then opened the back seat for herself. "Thanks, Maam," the driver said.
"No need to thank me, and please, my name is Hazel, not Maam. And no 'miss' in my name, please. You're old enough to be my grandfather, so no Maam or Miss, okay?" Hazel said with a smile.
"Yes... Hazel," the driver replied, smiling back....
Torrence Mansion
After Hazel was dropped at the Torrence Mansion....
Hazel's eyes widened as she stepped into the mansion. "Wow!" she exclaimed.
Her mom, Emily, called from the entrance, "Mom!" Hazel replied, rushing to her.
"Are we really gonna start living in this big mansion?" Hazel asked.
"Yes, my dear. This is your home from now on," Emily said, smiling.
As they entered, Hazel met Emily's friend, named Hailey – the famous model.
"Hazel, meet my friend Hazel," Emily introduced.
Hazel's eyes popped. "Wait, Mom? You mean the famous model Hailey is your childhood friend? Like... am I dreaming?" she said, surprised.
The model Hailey smiled. "I am Hailey."
Hazel's eyes sparkled. "Wow, Mom! She's the Hailey I used to tell you about!"
Emily chuckled. "Let's go inside, Hazel. Before you start with your chatter."
As they entered, Hazel was even more shocked by the mansion's grandeur. "Wow!" she kept saying.
Emily said, "You need to freshen up."
"Mom, where's my room?" Hazel asked.
"Exactly. You're to choose a room for yourself," Hailey said.
Hazel's eyes lit up. "Really?"
Hailey took her on a tour. "Just one left," she said, showing her the last empty room.
Hazel peeked into a colorful room. "Wow! Can I take this room?" she asked, eyes shining.
The room belonged to a guy, Hailey said.
But Hazel loved it. "I know. This is actually my favorite color," Hazel said.
"It's so unique and beautiful," Hazel said.
"Okay, the room is all yours," Hailey said.
"Thanks, Mrs Hailey," Hazel replied.
"Call me Mom Mrs Hailey is too formal," Hailey corrected.
Hazel smiled. "Okay, Mom."
Hailey added, "You can come down for dinner after freshening up. And I'm taking you shopping tomorrow."
As Hazel explored, she discovered they shared a favorite fashion brand. "How do you know?" she asked.
"Your mom told me all about you," Hailey replied.
"Okay, go freshen up. You must be tired," Hailey said.
Hazel nodded, heading into her new room.
After freshening up, Hazel took out a short and a big T-shirt from the wardrobe (her mum hadn't bought her clothes yet, so her suitcase was still with her mom). After dressing up, she headed downstairs for dinner.
After eating, she went back to her new room.
Meanwhile, in the sitting room, Emily's friend Hailey asked, "Emily..."
"Yes?" Emily replied.
"Is she... your biological daughter?" Hailey asked.
Emily's face turned serious. "Yes... why are you asking such a question?"
"I'm serious, Emily. Because she looks nothing like you," Hailey said.
Emily's expression turned sad. "She's my daughter... but not my biological daughter."
Hailey's eyes widened. "Then whose daughter is she?" she asked seriously....
London's airport
The Queen's family emerged from the plane, basking in the London glamour.
"Wow, London is so beautiful," Tyson, the eldest son, said.
"Yeah, but not as beautiful as New York," Bernie Queen's the second son said.
"As soon as you find our daughters and your sisters, we're gonna go back to New York,Tyson's mother, replied
Victor Queen's, Tyson's father, nodded in agreement. "Yeah, we know."
Tyson and Bernie's younger brother,Clint Queen's chimed in, "Mom, what's their name again?"
Tyson said, "Isabella."
Bernie said, "Rosabella."
And our little princess the youngest one who's not a twin like ISA and rosa, Hazel, Clint said.
Nina, intervened, "Kids, the drivers are here. Let's go."
Soon, the Queen's family split into four different cars, with the parents and the three brothers in separate cars, surrounded by bodyguards.
Torrence Mansion
Whose daughter is she?" Hailey asked.
"You know, I don't know. I only found her... I will tell you what really happened, how I found her," Hailey replied, looking thoughtful.
Hazel is not my daughter but i love her like my own child I've loved her since the day i found her, you know....