Filed To Story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
“My assistant will show you the way.”
“Thank you.”
Julian hung up and called his assistant. The assistant was downstairs, and when she caught sight of Jessie, she hung up and walked toward her. “Come with me, Jessie.”
Jessie nodded and followed the assistant as fast as she could, feeling nervous. I’m about to meet Julian, the top guy in the industry.
Every female celebrity would die to work with him. What’s more, he only shoots one piece of work per year, but all of his works become instant classics.
While she was in the elevator, Jessie looked at her reflection. She had taken a shower and changed into a new set of clothes before she came to see him. Work had got her all sweaty earlier.
The assistant knocked on the door, and someone opened it. Jessie thought it was Julian, but when she saw who it was, she froze.
The woman who opened the door looked just like her. It felt like she was staring into a mirror.
Queenie heaved a sigh of relief the moment she saw Jessie. No need for the test. This is my real sister. “Come in, Miss Landry.” She gave Jessie a gentle smile.
“And you are…” Jessie blinked in disbelief.
“I’m Queenie. We should talk.”
Jessie noticed two men standing at the doorstep. One was Julian, and the other was an equally handsome young man. It made her nervous.
What’s going on? Are they directors or investors or something?
Jessie entered the room anxiously. Queenie felt a little sad seeing her so fidgety, so she pointed at the sofa and said gently, “Sit. Let’s talk.”
It was when Jessie sat down that Queenie noticed the wound on her hand. She asked, “Are you hurt? Are you alright? Do you need a doctor?”
“I-I’m fine.” Jessie shook her head, surprised that this woman was so nice to her.
Her eyes never left Queenie, and for some reason, she felt close to her. Who is this lady who looks just like me?
Queenie took a deep breath. “I believe I’ve said this, but I’m Queenie, and I have a twin sister, but she’s missing.
My family and I have been looking for her, and I think you’re the one we’re looking for. Would you be open to a DNA test? For verification?”
Jessie’s eyes went wide with surprise. Does she have a twin sister? And then she was reminded of her own life.
Ever since she was a child, the orphanage was the only home she knew. Like everyone there, she thought she was abandoned.
Never did she expect her family to seek her out. “I-I’m open for the test.” She bit her lip.
Even though she never met her family, not one day had passed when she never stopped thinking about them.
Everyone in the orphanage wanted a family. She was no exception.
“Let’s go. There’s a test center right here in town. We can make it if we go right now.” Queenie held her hand. “Come.”
Jessie nodded. She thought this woman felt familiar. No matter who she was, Jessie was willing to do the test.
A car was waiting for them outside. Queenie and Nigel led Jessie downstairs. Just as they stepped into the elevator, the two ladies stared at Queenie and Jessie. One of them asked curiously, “Are you twins? You look alike.”
Queenie and Jessie exchanged a smile. Yeah, we are. Even others think we’re twins.
Nigel’s motorcade sped to the test center and managed to make the last session for the day.
Queenie was scared of having her blood drawn, but as she watched the needle being inserted into her skin, all she felt was delight and anticipation.
The same thing went for Jessie. She was staring at the woman beside her, hoping she was really her sister, though she didn’t hold her breath. But if she’s really my sister, then I’ll have a family. She knew luck seldom stood on her side though, and fate might not take her side that day. Until the results were out, everything was still uncertain.
After the blood extraction, Nigel told his assistant to stay around for the results while they returned to the hotel. They had to wait for three hours before the results would be out.
Queenie held Jessie’s hand throughout the entire journey back. Jessie followed them back to Julian’s room, and the first thing she saw was Julian in casual wear. It made her blush, and her heart thumped. That wasn’t her fault. She was in the bottom tier of the industry, and all she could do was look up to everyone. Not to mention Julian was the man of many young women’s dreams.
Queenie and Jessie sat down right in front of Julian. The latter stared at the ground, but she could feel someone staring at her, and she held Queenie’s hand tighter. Her cheeks were burning, and she felt them turning redder. Fortunately, the room’s lights managed to cover the sheen of red on her face.
Julian thought she looked clean and innocent with her ponytail, white T-shirt, and jeans. It was his first time seeing twins who looked so alike. Naturally, he kept looking at both of them, but he wouldn’t stare at his friend’s betrothed, so he rested his chin on the back of his hand and stared at Jessie.
She’s a stuntwoman, but she looks like a lead actress, and my senses tell me she will steal the show every time she shows up on camera. She’s slim and beautiful, and her face is perfect. “Have you always been a stuntwoman?” Julian asked curiously.
“Yes. Ever since I was eighteen.”
“You didn’t go to college?” Queenie looked at her gently. She wasn’t looking down on Jessie. She just felt for her.
Jessie shook her head. “I started working after high school. The orphanage needs a lot of money to run. They couldn’t pay for college, while I wanted to make some money fast.”
Everyone could feel the determination that Jessie was giving off. She might not have received tertiary education, but the fact she helped the orphanage out was worthy of praise.
A frown creased Julian’s forehead. “Has nobody ever asked you to play a role?” Based on her looks, it’s very likely that directors would offer her an acting role in a film.
Jessie pursed her lips. A moment of hesitation later, she nodded. “Someone did, but I refused.” She could still remember the day her director said she could get the role of a tritagonist. It was exciting news, but that night, the same director wanted to talk with her in a nightclub. She refused him. She would never sleep with anyone for any role. Hard work, she would endure. Immoral transactions, she wouldn’t.
Julian finally understood what she was talking about, which was a miracle. Ever since he debuted, he never ran into the dark side of the industry.
“Even if you weren’t my sister, I’d still help you and the orphanage,” Queenie said.
Jessie’s eyes lit up, and she held Queenie’s hand gratefully. “Really? You don’t have to help me, but it’d be great if you could help the kids.”
“Yes. I can donate a sum of money to the orphanage every year and tide them over.” Queenie nodded seriously.
The gentlemen exchanged a look. They had a feeling these women were real sisters. There was something similar about them; something kind and innocent.
“We should have dinner,” Julian suggested. It was already seven.
Jessie looked at the time and stood up. “I should be leaving now.”
Queenie stood up and held her hand. “Stay with us, Jessie.”