“Rita is a very delicate girl, she is shy and innocent, and she needs to be protected.” Jeff said to Nichole, he and Nichole were still standing at the door way of the mansion.
“Yeah and at the cost of mum’s death.” Nichole said she felt like throwing up.
“Any way, that is enough about me. How are things with you and your husband?” Jeff asked
“Sam is starting up his business. He is opening up his own new restaurant. I think the money you gave him, really help. But I don’t think he would succeed.” Nichole said
“I don’t know, what are you, still doing with that looser.” Jeff said
“Well, I don’t know what you are still doing with that slut…opps, I mean the Virgin Mary.” Nichole said sarcastically.
“Look, Rita really is a lovely girl. She is sweet, innocent and delicate. I just want to protect her. She got nobody in this country, you know? You would really like her, once you get to know her.” Jeff said
“Yeah, in the same time, mum is six feet under.” Nichole said, she sighs “Look Dad, I got to run, I’ll see you around, ok?” Nichole said
“Alright, sweet heart” Jeff said.
Nichole turned around and started walking away from Jeff’s house.
Jeff watched his daughter walk down the drive way, for a few seconds and then he went to join Rita in the kitchen.
Outside the house, Nichole walked into the front passenger seat of the car that Michael was sitting in.
“How is the conversation, with your Dad?” Michael asked
“Don’t ask me that, that man is dead to me, my father is dead.” Nichole said.
Michael drove the car away.
The car is forty-year-old Toyota, it is still in great shape, but its appearance still shows its age.
The car’s radio, was playing Shannon Noll’s song.
“I love this guy, he is so cool.” Nichole said, she started singing along with the radio.
“So, how long are you going to stay, with that looser?” Michael asked, Michael knows all about Sam.
“Until, my dad got a heart attack, after losing his temper.” Nichole said. “I am not going to let that gold digger get a single cent, you know, that right?” Nichole said
“I know.” Michael replied
“I haven’t thought of how yet, but I and my brothers would think of something.” Nichole said
“Well, the first thing you have to do, is to find a way, to get that house out of Rita’s name and that is going to be tough, she is a cleaver woman, she won’t be trick that easily.” Michael said
“I know” Nichole replied.
A minute later, Nichole’s mobile phone rang, Nichole looked at it, it was Sam. Nichole turned down the volume of the radio, so she could hear Sam over the phone.
“Oh, hi baby. How are you doing?” Nichole said to Sam, over the phone
“Oh, can you get me one of those…what do you call it?” Nichole tried to think of something to get Sam to bring, but couldn’t think of anything, she started tapping on Michael and lip talk to him, telling Michael to help her think of something that is a pain in the butt to get.
“That thing, you saw on the internet the other day. That will take him a whole afternoon.” Michael whispered into Nichole’s ear, when they finally reached a red light.
“You know that thing I saw on the internet on Wednesday?” Nichole said
“What thing?” Sam asked
“What is the matter with you? You never pay attention to, anything I am interest in.” Nichole said
This got Sam worried “Alright, alright, it is those shoes, right? Those red high heels, right? I’ll find a pair for you.” Sam quickly said
Michael couldn’t help laughing.
“Yap those.” Nichole said
“Alright, I’ll find a pair. I promise.” Sam said
Michael was laughing hard.
“What is that noise?” Sam asked, Sam doesn’t know about Michael
“Oh nothing, I am just watching sitcom, on TV right now. Well, love you, bye.” Nichole said
“Bye.” Sam replied
Nichole turned off her cell phone and put it into her pocket.
“That pair of shoes will take him, at least an entire day to find.” Michael said
“That is the whole idea.” Nichole smiled.
Then Nichole and Michael kissed each other on the lips.
Who do you think is best to play Hailey Walker in a TV series adaptation
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| Liana Ramirez |
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| Mary Beth Haglin |


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