Loving You Is Not An Accident: It's Destiny 28 We Will Never Know...

"So humble of you, dear. By the way, son, remind me to introduce Ingrid to your mother later," Mr. Clint charged his son. He just nodded and looked at her sternly; Ingrid just looked down on the floor.

'Oh great! Just what are you blus.h.i.+ng from, Ingrid? He's just your boss' son, not some of a G.o.d or something. Wake up!" she then straightened her back and looked straight to his eyes.

'Uh! oh! Abort! Abort mission! You'll drown in those big blue eyes! Get a grip on yourself!' if Liane might hear her thoughts she would really laugh at her.

This was the only instance they meet after their blind date. For the past days, Ingrid and Clifford's paths did not meet, as she was busy evading him.

"Are you also planning to consider Ingrid to be your daughter-in-law too? My son has so many compet.i.tors." Mr. Lindsey was bewildered while Ingrid feels her face was burning with embarra.s.sment.

"We will never know..." Mr. Clint said mysteriously.

"Ladies and gentlemen, good evening." The emcee interrupted everyone.

Slowly, the people gathered and went back to their respective table. The host keeps on talking seeing that not everyone were on their seats. The waiters were busy serving drinks to the guests.

"May I call in, Mr. Clint Briggs." The host said. The lights then focused the man as he walked to the stage. His gait was strong and refined.

"Good evening. Conrad Hilton once said, 'success seems to be connected with action. Successful people keep moving. They make mistakes, but they don't quit'. Years ago, my wife and I got divorced, without our knowledge that she was already pregnant with our son. I made a huge mistake that left me devastated, which almost cost this company and its employees. Years later, with the help of some friends, I was able to get back on track and succeed more. Fortunately, I never thought that there will come a time where I could have the pleasure to introduce my son to all of you. I could not bring back the time but we could make new beginnings. Please help me welcome my son, Clifford Briggs."

Clifford stood up looking pleasant is everyone's eyes, his hair is a modern touch of the faux hawk style which added his s.e.x appeal and made the ladies in the hall swoon of admiration. He took with him a champagne flute in his hand.

"Thank you, dad," his deep voice created silent squeal from the women. "...it is my great honor to be here acknowledged and welcomed warmly. I am a man of a few words, so let me end this speech with these words: the successful warrior is the average man, with laser-like focus. Have a pleasant evening everyone."

Mr. Clint stood up and took Helen's hands. Her eyes widen in surprise.

"What are you doing?" she whispered.

"Just follow my lead." He said lovingly. They both joined their son on stage and they both hugged him.

"I have another announcement to make," Mr. Clint said enthusiastically. Everyone gasped and talked among themselves. "...'a man who has never made a woman angry is a failure in life'. This beautiful woman beside me is the same woman who I made angry for many years. She was my wife and my wife to be, again." The people laughed.

"It is my greatest success to make this woman mine again. The mother of my only son, the only love of my life, the former and the future Helen Briggs. I am pleased to announce that we will get married soon." The man displayed his affection his affection to the woman beside him. And the woman's face reddened with awkwardness being the center of attraction.

"Let's have a toast, to everyone's success in business and in love," they raised their gla.s.ses.

"To our success!" everyone said in chorus.

"They have a lovely family." One of the guests said.

"I agree which makes me believe in love all the more." A female guest remarked and then stared to the younger Briggs.

Ingrid was moved to the Mr. Briggs words.

"Will you also do that for me, dad?" she muttered silently. Once she feels melancholic.

"Excuse me, Miss Howard." Her thoughts froze when he heard the voice and she slowly turned toward the owner of the voice.