Chapter 11- Reply

Mariyah made her way through the crowd saw Devonte and Devin, both of them with a sword. "Stop!" she screamed and ran in between them. All the attention was drawn towards her, "You guys don't have to duel." she said , she could see that Devonte was burning with anger and it was because of her, she smiled at him and place her hand on her chest, giving him a sign to calm down. "Brothers shouldn't duel in public, it wouldn't bring a good reputation to your family." she continued, "Apologize to each other."

The crowd gasped, a stranger was telling the brothers of the most powerful people to apologize to each other. "Sorry bro." it was Devonte that apologized first, Mariyah smiled at him and he smiled back, she looked at Devin waiting for him, "I'm sorry I should respect you more." he said the whole crowd was shocked. "Now hug." she demanded from them, "I can apologise but I won't hug him." Devonte said with disgust. "Enough!" another strong voice caught the crowd's attention. It was Devonte's father, he had already had enough of this unnecessary drama. "Three of you go inside. " he commanded and they all obeyed. "This ball is over , please go to your homes. " and with that the mansion became as silent as a graveyard.

The three people were in the living room when the old man walked in, "You two are a disgrace to me, you are spoiling my reputation! Must you argue every single damn time?" he said angrily. They all bowed their heads, to show how sorry they were even though Mariyah wasn't part of the fight she was still involved in the case. " And thank you Mariyah for... bringing them back to their senses. " he said. "One of my cars would take you to your house."

Mariyah had one last look at Devonte , not knowing what was going to happen to them she left and went to her small yet comfortable apartment .

The next day came and Mariyah went to Mortem, she was officially working with him Nd this time she was determined to make the best out of it. She walked into the office and saw Devonte looking very serious, "Today I have to meet with the president of Ofran ,book an appointment with him." he said. Mariyah walked to her seat. "Okay sir." the truth was she didn't know how to contact him, "Check the contacts. " Devonte said almost like he read her mind. She did and set up the appointment, gave him his schedule and she was told to get him lunch this time she looked at the extra copy of the schedule and ordered the food 10 minutes before he was supposed to arrive at the organization. The food arrived on time and Mr.Devonte was pleased with her , "Good job.I see you've learnt how to use your brain." he said sarcastically. "Please can we talk about last night." she asked which shocked him . "What about that?" he replied with a smile. "I accept, I would be your girlfriend. "