Chapter 3: Finally, Paris!

"Marc. Is that everything?" she looked around, counting all her seven luggages, Marc did the same. Focusing his eyes on each and every one he sees. When he was definite they were the correct number, he checked it on his tick list, and gave a thumbs up to his boss.

"Are you sure?"

"No.. You forgot something." At this, she lifted a brow, she was sure that was all the stuff she needed

"I think you're forgetting Beau's daddy-Daniel" he joked, which Marc regretted as soon as it came out of his chatter mouth. He saw the look on her face, it was a mixture of frustration and anger.

"I told you not to mention my son's name in the same sentence as that bastard's name." she came closer, and pulled on his tie, her hand dangerously reaching up to his collar.

"I'm..Sorry." she let go of him and he backed away as fast as he could, but still he managed to gave her a slight smile. Her taxis arrived, there was more relief in Marc's face. Once she got all her luggages in the back of one of the taxis, she went in the other and waved goodbye to Marc, before her taxi drove off, she asked Marc to come closer, as if she was about to say something.

"Goodbye Marc, I'll see you in two weeks, update me everyday."

"Yes Willie." he breathed out finally. Oh he was lucky she was in a good mood. And why wouldn't she be? She's taking a luxurious holiday trip to Paris; the city of romance (He could only dream of Willie taking him along.) Not that she was going there for any romance, she was off to see her beloved son.

Wilhelmina arrived in Paris. She took off to her five bedroom mansion. It had a large front garden with a traditional water fountain just behind the gates, where the cars had to go around to get to the huge wooden doors. The gates were still metallic black with pointy gold spiked at the top, just like how she remembered it.

She was dropped off in front of the door to the house, she jumped out of the car (not literally). Pulling her black sunglasses off, she smelled the fresh air coming from the nearby sea."I'm home." she said.

Five maids quickly took her luggages up to her room and she nodded in appreciation. After a little more time observing her surroundings, she followed the maids in and took a seat on the sofa. Breathing in deeply, she looked around the house. It was only 2:30, her son won't be home from school yet.

A car entering the mansion could be heard outside, so she looked at the Velma, the head of the maids to see her reaction. She was just as confused as she was. What better way to find out than to go outside and see for herself. It could be her son, she thought. But it was too early for him to go home.

"Betty! Where. Is. Daniel?" Marc asked looking around the office. He couldn't see him anywhere, it's been a day since Wilhelmina left, and that was also the last he saw of Daniel.

"I don't know Marc. He called yesterday, saying he'll be off for a couple of days."

"Did he say why, did he? Is he sick or dying? Oh my God, is he dying?" He said and bit his hand, hearing his friend over react, Amanda ran towards the assistants. "Marc, are you okay?" she asked, a hand on his forehead.

"Mandy, I'm fine." he smiled and took her hand off his forehead.

Betty had her thick eye brows knitted, "Daniel is not sick, and especially NOT dying. That's just horrible."

"Oh. So where is he?"

"He didn't tell me. He only said he's going away for a while, that's all."

"Liar. You're getting all nervous and sweaty." at the mention of 'sweaty' Amanda made an 'ew' sound and stuck her index finger in her mouth, emphasizing her disgust. "Don't you lie to me Betty Shorez."

"It's Suarez."

"Whatever."

"Fine! He went to France to follow Wilhelmina." Marc's mouth formed an 'O' and then he fell to the ground over dramatically. Amanda, since she clung to him, followed him down to the floor. Marc quickly got his phone out and texted Wilhelmina.

To: Willie

From: Marc

Daniel in France. Following YOU!

So, Wilhelmina went down the steps to wait for her son to open the door to the car. But her Blackberry beeped and she took it out, then read the message. When she read it, she looked up, expecting to see her beloved Beau, but she saw her worst nightmare stood in front of her. Daniel freakin' Meade

"Good afternoon Wilhelmina." he greeted with a smile on his smugged face.

A/N: Here's another chapter for all of my beloved readers, thanks for all the reviews, I appreciate it very much. Sorry for this short addition to the story, I've been pretty busy with school lately, lots of exams and projects coming up. Sorry, I do try to update ASAP. I hope you enjoyed this chapter :)

Next: Wilhelmina finally sees her son. Daniel also meets him, and how does the boy react to him? Not so well. :P