Taming A Billionaire

The third point of view :

"And one... And two... Turn to the left... with style," Anabelle instructed her little sister, Allison. The both of them had used the living room as some sort of runway.

"Hey," Camille, their mother walked into them, posing, "What are you teaching her again?" 

"How to awe the world in a single photoshoot," Anabelle replied and focused her phone camera on both of them, "Now, do you remember what I taught you?" she asked her little girl. 

"Of course," Alison stated, showing off her white pearly teeth and those adorable cheeks. God, she was so beautiful. It was finally a dream come true for Anabelle, to have a sister she could teach all the stuff she knew. 

"Always charm the world with a smile," the both of them enunciated at the same time, bursting into laughter. 

Camille shook her head, Of course, what was she expecting with Anabelle around. She said from the couch, "I appreciate your effort, Anabelle, but Allison doesn't need that. What she needs right now is to go and study," 

At the mention of study, Allison's face turned sour. She didn't want to study and the girl didn't bother to hide her displeasure. 

Anabelle scrutinized her little sister, Allison and Akim were the only kids in the Spencer family who survived the brown hair allele curse. The girl completely took after her mother with the blonde hair and facial appearance except for the eyes. She had their father's blue eyes - the same one Anabelle has. That was the only feature that hinted at them being siblings, other than that, they shared no other similarities. 

"I think what Allison needs is a break. All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy," Anabelle reminded her of the proverb. "Also," she added, "With you around, it's always work or study, cut the poor girl some slack," 

Camille glanced up, giving her a long look yet said nothing. However, that look spoke volumes and Anabelle understood it clearly. Her mother Camille was a nice woman, but the woman was more of a business person than a mother. 

Camille was an action woman and expects everyone to keep up with her pace - that includes her daughter. Although children nowadays act much older than they really are, her sister Allison was growing too fast and soon. Anabelle couldn't even recall the number of classes and extracurricular activities her sister engages in. 

If it wasn't for her - Anabelle - and their father, Eden, She knew Camille would have turned Allison into a human Wikipedia. She loved Camille, which is why she wouldn't let her do this to her sister. 

"You might not know this but emotional wellbeing is fundamental and foundational for academic attainment. A stressed, and anxious Allison will have difficulty learning anything, mother. Moreover, when parents push too hard, pressured children can become anxious. This anxiety can then lead to depression or a sense of rejection from parents who do not feel that they are doing enough. I'm sure you don't want that for Allison? "

For a moment, Anabelle had expected Camille to resume an argument, however, a long silence stretched between them instead. 

Suddenly, she said, "At least, you've gotten much smarter," 

Anabelle scowled at her, how could her mother say that to her? She was much smarter than when she was younger. But then, before she could say a word, Camille said. 

"Do whatever you both want," and went back to the documents she was working on. Workaholic.

A smile curled Allison's lips and it took her everything not to jump and scream in excitement. However, she knew better than to bother her mother while she worked. Hence the girl did silent jubilation. 

"Alright, come here," Anabelle beckoned her over without hesitation, "Look into the camera and give me a sexy pout," She pushed out her lips enticingly and her younger sister looked carefully before copying her posture. 

"Yes, good!" She took a shot 

"Another one," 

And just like that, the both of them spend their time, engrossed with their shooting that they didn't even notice when Eden arrived. 

Eden sighed, shaking his head piteously, "And this is why I never wish to be a woman even in my next life," 

"Daddy!" Allison's eyes shone like the lights on a Christmas tree, she rushed over to her father. 

Eden caught his daughter midway, almost stumbling back in the process - she was heavier than he thought. He carried his daughter in his arms, a look of admiration in his eyes. 

"Did you miss daddy?" 

"Of course," Allison pouted, eyes teary, "I missed you so much I almost had thoughts of hijacking the chopper and come to see you," 

"Thank God, you didn't," Eden was dead serious. He didn't even dare to imagine the scene. On the bright side, he was blessed with obedient kids, unlike his cousin's crazy ones. 

Eden ruffled her hair playfully, "Don't worry, daddy's here now," 

Anabelle watched the interaction between her father and Allison with pleasure and a tinge of jealousy. She used to be the one her father adored, but now, all the attention was fixed on her sister. Well, what was she expecting? She is a grown-up now. But then, she couldn't help but miss those days. 

Her eyes connected with her father's and the man beamed, "Anabelle," He was happy to see her. It warmed her heart. 

"You came?" Eden hugged his other daughter tight. He knew how much it took him to let Anabelle go and pursue her dreams. It had been quite hard.

For half of his life, it had been just him and Anabelle before Camille, and then, Allison. He was supposed to have more time with her, but then, children grow up too fast. And like the phases of life, it was time to let go. 

"Of course, why wouldn't I return home? If it was possible to live with you forever, you know I wouldn't hesitate to do so. " But then she couldn't. She had to start her own life.

"Yeah, I know," Eden smiled wryly, tightening his hug as if she would vanish if he dared let go. 

But then, someone snorted by the corner. 

"This is why you shouldn't have two daughters, they snatch all of your husband's affection and the poor wife is left with nothing," Camille complained with a straight face. 

Anabelle turned to the woman who still was glancing through her papers as if nothing happened. If it wasn't for her comment, one wouldn't even know that she's jealous.

Eden was amused, he let go of Anabelle and made his way over to his jealous wife. 

But then, even when Eden stood before her, Camille only acknowledged him with a simple, "Welcome," nothing else. No hug. Nothing. He knew instantly she was green-eyed. 

"Just that?" Eden's brows arched questioningly, a smile tugging his lips. He was teasing her.

Camille took off her reading glasses, "What else were you expecting?" She challenged him. 

"This," Eden said and took the document from her hand while the other wrapped around her neck as he leaned down and kissed her. 

Anabelle's jaw dropped, those two! 

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