Fated to Love You 27 Unhappy Ben 1

Under Brian's bewildered gaze, Ben slowly slipped out of the mansion and got into the car. The little guy had a mischievous smile on his face as he remembered the conversation with his uncle.

He was satisfied with his own performance back there. Even if the world turned upside down, his uncle wouldn't dare to be within 5km radius of the bakery.

Ben glanced at his watch. It was 4 PM and his Sis Bella would be staying only till 6 PM. He did not want to be late and a frown appeared on his soft bun like face.

He stared at his chauffeur with displeasure, while the poor man broke into a cold sweat " Little master, please be patient. The delay is due to the heavy traffic and my skills in driving are not lacking."

Ben pursed his lips and tilted his head to look outside the window. The chauffeur let out a breath which he had been holding on for a while.

Little master is so scary ah! He never saw such cold aura around this adorable bun.

After driving along the streets for about 30 min, the black Porsche came to a halt. Not waiting for the man in the front to open the door for him, Ben got out of the car.

He then adjusted his hair with his chubby little hands standing before the side rear view mirror. After making sure that he looked presentable, he happily sprinted towards the bakery.

" What in the world just happened? Am I having hallucinations now?" the chauffeur had a ghastly expression on his face. From when did their little master started to care about his looks?

The little master seemed like a kid who experienced the bliss of love ah! He stared at the disappearing view of Ben's back in a daze with a myriad of thoughts in his frenzied mind.

Sitting at his usual spot, Ben stared at the busy figure of Isabella. Today she was dressed in a full sleeved maroon top paired with a simple set of blue jeans. Her hair was tied up into an usual messy bun, making her look rather homely.

After observing her profile for a while, the little bun had a single thought in his mind ' Sis Isabella is always cute!'

Isabella saw the kid but she was too busy to entertain him today because of the torrent of the customers pouring into the seemingly inconspicuous bakery. She was rather busy with the endless orders and pestering customers.

" Sirs, your order please." Isabella flashed a sweet smile at the old men sitting on the table.

" Joli! We would love some chocolate chip pancakes with some almond milk." The one who spoke was a French man of about 50 years called Vincent Harrell. He always called her Joli which means pretty in french ah! He was a traveler and a jovial old fellow who always told experiences about his travels. She loved to hear him speak and she loved to listen. Just like that, they hit off!

If there is one thing that she absolutely loved about her job, it was the countless number of friends she obtained while working here. Truth be told, all were men and women above forty five years!

Some told about their family, their first love, successful marriages and others about their painful heartbreaks. Some about their beliefs, friends and what not!

In a nutshell, she was very happy with her job here.

Vincent was always greeting her cheerfully, so she also wanted to do the same to the old man. She absolutely had no idea about French, not to think about speaking. So, she took the help of her genie, i.e; google.

" beau homme, I will be back with your orders in a moment." she said as Vincent smiled in amusement. Beau homme meant handsome man.

" That's some good accent you've got there." She spoke like a french girl and he was undoubtedly happy about that. Hearing his words, Isabella grinned at him.

" Vincent, anything is possible with google! All hail google." she laughed as Vincent shook his head helplessly.

" Vincent, the girl seems good. What do you think about marrying her to my son?" A chubby man with a large mustache who was seated to the right of Vincent spoke with over flowing interest in his eyes.

" She's for my youngest son. Don't even think about it, Sam." Vincent rolled his eyes at the chubby man.

" Are you serious?" Finn, the old man who was handsome of the three was dumbfounded by the outrageous declarations of his friends.

" Yup." both of them replied at the same time stressing the p.

Finn's lips twitched and he called out to the girl who was the centre of their heated discussion " Bella…"

" Coming…"

A series of hurried steps sounded in the bakery and a figure in maroon appeared in front of them in an instant.

" What is it, Finn?"

" uhm…" Finn cleared his throat and stared at her with shiny eyes ignoring the pitiful glances of his friends " Bella, can I ask you something?"

" Sure thing." she was always open for all kind of questions.

" You see, Old Sam and Vincent are thinking of marrying you to their respective son's and they were almost having a fight about it."

The beans were spilled making Isabella speechless and the two old men drift their eyes all around the room. They were too ashamed to look at her in the eyes.

" So, who would you choose?" Finn asked her.

Vincent and Sam perked up their ears instantly. Isabella raised her brows at this group of troublemakers.

" Finn, I would rather choose you." she left the table after dropping a huge bomb.

Silence!

A moment later, the table was filled with huge rounds of laughter. Vincent and Sam were laughing out loud and even Finn started to laugh after his initial shock has passed.

'The girl was a gem.' he didn't expect that she would escape so easily leaving him speechless. He was impressed by this girl and he fell into a deep thought. After a few minutes, he eyed his friends and spoke in a serious voice.

" I think she is lovely and I would be happy if she marries Adrian or Jayden."

Chapter end