They laughed scornfully at her. As the upcoming First Lady, Lorene raised her shoulders and sounded a note of warning.
“Thank you so much, Mrs. Ugly Duckling, for your coordination. As the upcoming First Lady of the Bailey family, I won’t have you continue to use the family name. See you later,” she said before they took their leave.
“We shall see,” Nichole said ominously after they left.
She laughed softly and murmured, “Two of a kind. Cotton-headed ninny muggings. I wish I had a secret camera in my office.”
She hissed and prepared to resume her work for the day.
Trip To The Airport.
Denise and Phil arrived at the Bailey Native Home in the nick of time with Denise’s car.
“Good day, Father. Good day, Mom,” Denise greeted them the moment they got into the house and met them waiting.
“Good day, Father. Good day, Mom. I am happy to see you,” Phil greeted them as well.
“Good to you to you. You came in the nick of time. Let’s go,” Arthur said.
They picked up their parent’s luggage and walked towards Denise’s car. Then, Arthur halted and informed them, “We are using the armored car.”
Phil flashed a quizzical look at Denise and when they locked eyes, they smiled and obeyed.
“It is all right, Father,” they said and walked towards the jalopy.
Unknown to them, Arthur noticed that they stared at the car with contempt and teased them, “Don’t you want to drive a car that is five decades older than you?”
They laughed happily. Then, they arranged the luggage in the car trunk and got in. Arthur and his wife took the back seat, Phil took the passenger’s seat while Denise got into the driver’s seat and they took off.
They drove silently until Nichole remembered Lorene and Evelyn and broke the silence, “Denise and Phil, I need a secret camera in my office.”
Her request startled the family. Her husband turned and looked at her without uttering a word. Phil, who was in the passenger’s seat, turned and gave her a questioning look.
Then Denise answered her, “It is all right, Mom. I hope there is no problem?”
“No problem, Son.”
Then, Phil asked him, “When do you want us to do it, Mom?”
Arthur responded, “I think the weekend will be ideal.”
“Yes. You can do it tomorrow. The key is at home. I will inform the security officer that you will be at my office tomorrow.”
“It is all right, Mom.”
They continued with their journey while thinking of their different programs. Phil and Denise had resolved to teach Stephen a lesson, forever conceiving the idea of kidnapping their mom. While Arthur was reminiscing the day, they took their daughter, Julie, to the airport.
He ogled Nichole, who was by his side, and smiled. Soon, they arrived at the airport and realized that they still had one hour before their departure.
At The Airport.
Denise parked in the car park at 2 PM, ignoring the mockery look on the faces of others over their car.
Then, Denise teased them, “Look at how they are looking at me. Is it easy to drive a car that is five decades older than me?”
They laughed in excitement. Meanwhile, Arthur was happy with the way Denise felt about the car.
So, he added, “You are right, Son. I don’t think their grandparents were wise enough to preserve theirs.”
Now, Phil and Denise were itching to be alone because they still had a lot to discuss.
“Father, will you wait in the car or the lobby?” Denise asked as he opened the car door and attempted to get out of the car.
Meanwhile, Phil had done the same, too.
“Don’t bother. We will be in the lobby soon.”
“It is all right, Father.”
They walked away to a conducive place and sat down. Arthur looked at Nichole, who was reading a magazine beside him, and called out, “My baby.”
Nichole smiled and looked at him. Then she saw two sexy eyes looking seductively at her.
Then, Arthur continued, “Could you remember the day we brought Julie to the airport?”
Nichole remembered that day and was moved with compassion. She inched closer to him and held his left hand before she spoke in a muted tone, “I am deeply sorry. I was inconsiderate to have left unannounced.”
(Peck)
“It was not your fault. Any woman would have behaved that way.”
She looked into his eyes and asked him, “How did you feel when you discovered that I was missing?”
Arthur chuckled and inquired, “Do you want to know? I wanted us to come earlier so that I can tell you how I feel. The memory and the urge I had that day are still fresh”
He dragged her slowly to his chest and gave her a warm kiss which Nichole reciprocated to with eagerness.
“I love you so much, Nichole,” He said after releasing her.
Nichole locked eyes with him and mumbled, “Your love makes me stronger and proud. I love you, my Prince Charming.”
(Peck)
“Let’s go down so that the young men would return home.”
“Okay, dear,” she said and began to adjust her hair.
Arthur looked at her hair and announced, “Your hair is fine. Let’s go.”
They got out of the car. Like lightning, Denise and Phil appeared and opened the car trunk, removed their luggage, and they walked to the lobby. When they had ensured that their parents had settled down, Denise pleaded while Phil looked on.
“Father, Mom, if there is no other thing you would want us to do, we would like to take our leave.”
Arthur looked at his wife for her opinion and she nodded her assent
“It’s all right. I think we are okay. You can take your leave.”
“All right. Safe trip.”
“Thank you for the ride, Phil and Denise. I will call security to inform him that I left something in my office and that you will pick it up for me.”
“It is all right, Mom, fair trip.”
(Hugs)
Afterward, Denise and Phil walked briskly back to the car and Phil collected the keys from Denise, got into the driver’s seat, and they drove off. With Arthur’s encouragement, they were proud of their jalopy, and they rode with pride. They drove back happily while fine-tuning their plans. Soon, they were at Dover.
At The Bailey Native Home
They quickly parked when they got to the native home. Denise got out of the jalopy, walked to his car, picked up two backpacks, and quickly got back to meet Phil. They changed into untidy clothes and ruffled their heads, when they were contented with their looks, Phil reversed and drove to the gate.
“Officer,” Denise called out.
“Yes, Young Master,” the security officer, who was surprised by their looks, walked to him.
“Kindly get into the car,” he requested.
The security officer got into the back seat, and they drove off.