Nicole was at home and overheard her father talking to her stepmother. Harold was annoyed with Fiona and kept repeating that he worked hard to give his daughter everything she wanted. Fiona said he spoilt that girl too much, and she could not develop a sense of responsibility being pampered like that. Harold was firm, and said nothing would change.
When the man left home next day, Fiona was having breakfast, and she had the displeasure of seeing her stepdaughter show up with a smug smile on her face. Nicole was wearing her university uniform, and her beautiful brown hair was tied back in a ponytail.
"Good morning, Fiona. How have you been?" The twenty-year-old girl greeted cheerfully.
"I'm okay, thanks," Fiona answered coldly and sipped her coffee.
"Of course you're doing great--after you
badmouthed
me to my dad. So you think I'm
spoiled
and spend too much money? What a lovely woman you are. And to think, when you first came into this house, you told me I could trust you. The same woman who now talks behind my back and says nasty things about me!"
"I don't know how you manage to wrap your dad around your finger," replied Fiona sharply. "However, it's my job to open his eyes, otherwise you're gonna bankrupt him with all your whims!"
"I don't wrap my dad around my finger! For your information, he spends money with me cos he
loves
me, and I
mean
it! Now, I want you to leave dad alone."
"Sorry, but I'll keep on warning him, Nicole. Now, if you excuse me, I'm not in the mood to spoil my breakfast since I've seen enough
spoiled things
this morning!"
"You've been warned,
bitch
," Nicole said and the woman stood up from her chair and slammed her fist on the table.
"What did you just call me?"
"I'm sorry. You're not
a bitch
because..." Nicole was going to say
because bitches are good in bed,
but she thought it was reckless for the woman to jump to the conclusion that her husband had said such a thing to their daughter. "Well, because you are such a prude."
"Of course I am a prude! I come from a respectful family, and I won't put up with a girl with a filthy mouth speaking to me like that!"
Well, my dad loves his dick in my filthy mouth,
Nicole thought as she smirked and left the room. She was determined to play hard with that woman.
The next day, Nicole headed to the small commercial building at three o'clock. The girl entered through the glass door and announced herself to the receptionist as she had done so many times:
"Good afternoon, Lynn. Tell my father I'm here."
"In a minute, Miss Nachtnebel," said the middle-aged woman wearing her formal white clothing. She called on the intercom and announced Harold's daughter.
"Go ahead, you're all set," declared the receptionist smiling at the girl, and Nicole walked to the elevator. Lynn came close to her colleague and said:
"That girl visits Mr. Harold Nachtnebel two times a week. I wonder what she talks to her father for such a long time."
"They probably talk about business or he helps her with her academic assignment," Judith, the other receptionist, told her.
"I guess so, but I'm so curious. I've known the father and the daughter since I started working here, and I think they're kind of
weird.
"
The elevator ascended to the fifth floor. Nicole stepped out and walked down the same long corridor she always crossed to reach her father's room. She got in his office and closed the door carefully. His large desk was, as always, piled high with papers, and the picture frame displaying a photo of Nicole smiling sat in its usual place.
"Hello, Dad. Did you miss me?" The girl asked as she tossed her white expensive purse at the chair at his table.
"Well, I saw you in the morning, Nick" Harold murmured as he held some papers. "I wasn't expecting you to come here today."
"You're so
rude
, Dad." Nicole murmured as she did a little twirl to show off her beautiful white outfit and her shiny brown hair. "I came here to greet you and I appreciate how you stood by me against that silly woman, and now you're acting all cold with me?
"Well, I don't like the names you called Fiona."
"Who's Fiona? I only know that
snake
who wormed her way into Mom's spot!"