Post by SharonHarvey2 on Jan 17, 2009 11:12:31 GMT
Can I just say before I post this story, it is the same from before, only I have slightly edited it a little not much and certainly not the main part.
Also this story was originally here on the board on 2004 where I first started it.
I am sure people will remember it? I am mentioning this so there is no...confusion or debate on the dates of the authenticity of this story.
This story is to do with the King Family and local gold digger Charity’s fight to get millionaire Tom’s money to help give her the lifestyle she is so used to since she got a taste of it when she married her last know millionaire Chris Tate. She has decided to targeted Tom as he is the ‘head’ of the family, and that way she will have a stake in EVERYTHING if she can manage to get him to ‘fall’ head over heels in love with her, which at first he hadn’t, and she realised what sort of life she could have if she could ‘trap’ him which so far, is going to plan, but she wasn’t planning on Tom’s daughter-in-law Sadie sticking her oar in, as Sadie knows exactly what Charity’s plan is and there is no way Sadie is going to allow a ‘gold-digging’ hooker like Charity to just walk in and try to take everything from her and Tom’s son’s Jimmy, Matthew and Carl. Also there was something else Charity hadn’t planned on either….
Chapter One
The King family, along with Charity, Tom's PA and new lover was enjoying lunch on the patio of Holdgate Farm on a lovely warm day. Holdgate actually
belonged to Tom, and it also housed his grown up children, eldest son Jimmy, his wife Sadie, middle son Matthew, and youngest son, Carl. The lads also helped their Dad with the business, a real family affair. Sadie also helped since returning from her travels overseas, and it's also since she has returned that she has found Charity, the new PA with her feet well and truly under the Kings Table. This had annoyed Sadie especially as she found out the truth
of Charity's reputation of snaring rich millionaires to give her the luxurious lifestyle she so craves. She had already snared the last millionaire of the village, the late Chris Tate, only he tried to frame her for his murder when he found out about her long standing affair with Cousin Cain, and that she was still involved in it. He was actually dying of a brain tumour, but could not forgive Charity for her infidelity, so ended his life early, and hoped to frame her for it in the meantime. Trouble was she had been acquitted and so, that didn't work, and now she was after Tom to get that lifestyle back, and didn’t care how she did it as long as she did - something Sadie had quickly latched on to, and knew exactly what her plan would be, the main man with all the money would be easier than going for one of the remaining unattached sons.
'It will be nice to see Anne and George again'! Sadie commented, referring to the dinner party they were holding for some family friends.
'Yes'! Tom agrees.
Charity shot him a look. What dinner party? She didn't know anything about this and who was George and Anne? More importantly why hadn't Tom invited her?
Tom declined to look at her, knowing full well what the look would be like since he had deliberately 'forgotten' to invite her. She wasn't George and Anne's 'sort' of friend, and they wouldn't take to her and her attitude.
Sadie on the other hand smiled quietly to herself, knowing what she had said and knowing that Charity would have quickly caught on and would demand to know why she hadn't been invited.
After a while as Tom went to get some more wine, Charity confronted him, and it was obvious he could not escape the inevitable confrontation, and the questions it brought with it.
‘What’s this about a dinner party, and who are George and Anne. And why the hell haven’t I been invited – I am supposed to be your girlfriend!’ She ranted in her usual feisty way.
Tom just stared, not being able to get a word in edgeways, as usual. He never could when she was in this mood.
‘George and Anne are very good friends of mine – of the whole family really, Mary and myself used to hang around with them many years ago’ He told her.
Charity just stared.
‘My question still stands – why haven’t I been invited if I am your girlfriend – ashamed of me or something?’ She demanded.
Tom rolled his eyes and sighed.
‘I didn’t think it would be your cup of tea’ he answered, ‘you will have to watch your P’s and Q’s, as they are rather…. conservative’!
Charity stood there, with her arms folded in a ‘matter of fact’ way. Tom sighed. He could tell she was about to retort at that remark, and he was right.
‘Are you trying to tell me I am too common for them?’ She indeed retorted.
Tom sighed again.
‘Let’s just say that you are not what they are used to!’
Charity just stared at him. If he hadn’t got what she wanted, she doubted she would have even have looked at him, let alone be with him. She’d show him.
‘So are you going to invite me or not?’ She asked, looking at him in such a way, that he didn’t have a choice but to invite her, and she knew it.
Tom just stared, he knew he was beaten.
‘Yes, but I do want you on your best behaviour’! He warned her.
Charity smiled. If it weren’t for the money that was at stake, she’d certainly show everyone what she was really made of.
‘No problem’! She assured him and smiled her sweetest, devious smile.
They went back out to the others, who were still enjoying themselves after the lovely lunch they had just consumed. Once they sat down, Tom announced Charity’s appearance at the dinner – much to the shock of the others, including Sadie’s whose face had a look of annoyance that Charity had once again managed to worm herself an invite. Charity, in return, smiled smugly and triumphantly at her rival, knowing that the thought of her being invited to the dinner party, had annoyed Sadie and that she had pulled one over on her. Nobody said a word, just sat quietly for the moment, waiting for the right moment to strike up a conversation, to take the atmosphere out of the air even the sunshine was still glowing the atmosphere from Tom’s announcement and Charity's end made it decidedly cool, they were unaware of them being watched from a distance.....
Later that evening, over at Dale View cottage, Charity was getting herself ready, whilst Chas watched, smiling.
‘Well, Chas, how do I look?’ She turned, her arms outstretched to reveal herself.
‘Very Sexy!’ Came her answer.
‘Excellent!’ She grinned and carried on with the finishing touches.
‘Going to a lot of trouble for him, aren’t you?’ Chas asked.
‘He’s worth it!’ Charity replied.
‘Him, or his money?’ Chas asked.
‘What do you think?’ Charity said, ‘After what he said about me ‘not being their sort of person’, he’s lucky I’m not gonna show him up, it’s a good job, he’s rich and can give me the sort of lifestyle I want, otherwise I would show him what Charity Tate is really like!’
With that, they both laughed, and Charity carried on getting ready.
Meanwhile over at Holdgate Farm, Tom eyed the table, to make sure everything was in place.
‘Right, is everything done that needs to be done?’ He asked
‘Yes, everything has been done we just need to get ready and then wait for the guests of honour to arrive’! Sadie assured him.
‘Excellent’! Came Tom’s reply, and gently squeezed her arm, as a gesture of thanks for all her hard work.
Everything was going to plan – so far, so good.
‘Dad’, Jimmy hesitantly started.
He wasn’t sure how to approach the subject of Charity being invited to the party, but thought he had better mention it, as diplomatically as he could.
‘Yes?’ Tom used the same hesitant tone as his eldest son, unsure why Jimmy was using that tone to start with.
‘Are you sure about Charity coming tonight?’ He asked, taking the bull by the horns and asking straight out.
Matthew and Carl just looked first at Jimmy and then their father, unaware of what was going to be said next, Sadie just looked at Jimmy, then at Tom to also see what the next word was going to be, and to also see if she would need to jump in to ease any bad situation.
Tom just looked at Jimmy, and then said:
‘Why?’
Jimmy, unsure of what he was going to say next, opened his mouth first, and then the words seemed to follow:
‘I just wonder if she is George and Anne’s cup of Tea, that’s all?!’ he shrugged, wondering what his father’s next comment would be, since he had dragged Charity’s name up.
Tom just looked at his eldest. Then he said:
‘What do you mean by that?’ Tom asked, frowning at his eldest son.
Jimmy gulped and went to open his mouth, but words failed him. All that happened was his mouth opening and shutting. Sadie immediately jumped in, knowing Jimmy would dig himself in such a deep hole, he would not get himself back out, so she would have to bail him out.
‘I think what Jimmy is trying to say ‘Dad’ in his normal ‘diplomatic’ way, is that Charity is so full of life, and really makes a party swing, and George and Anne can be very, well, let’s say, conservative!’ She told him.
Jimmy, very glad of his wife’s intervention, pointed at her after she finished speaking.
‘That’s what I was going to say!’
Tom looked at Sadie and replied:
‘Don’t worry, I have had a word with Charity over this, and she is going to be on her best behaviour tonight!’
‘Excellent, no need to panic then, we will have a great night!’ Sadie immediately said, stating the point by clasping her hands together in a gesture of authority as if to say the subject was now closed.
‘Of course we will!’ Tom agreed and smiled at her, who returned the smile.
Sadie then shot Jimmy a very quick ‘warning’ glance, and he shut up.
A few hours later, and everyone was sat having a drink, waiting for George and Anne to arrive. The doorbell rang, and Tom said:
‘Great this must be them!’ and got up to answer it.
‘Funny, I didn’t hear any cars come!’ Jimmy said, going to the window to check.
In the meantime, Tom had gone to the door to answer it. It was Charity, who was dressed to kill. She smiled sweetly as Tom opened it. Tom in return, just stared, at what was in front of him.
‘Charity, you look absolutely gorgeous, come in, come in!’ He said, when he finally managed to say.
‘Evening Tom’ Charity said ‘thank you, glad I look the part!’
She walked in after being invited and waited as he shut the door. She was pleased with the look on his face at her appearance.
‘Excellent’ She thought, ‘It’s working perfectly.
After he turned back round to face her, she carried on smiling sweetly at him, and he grinned back and slipped his arm round her waist as he led her to the living room to the others.
‘This is going to be fine tonight’ He told himself ‘Charity looks gorgeous, she is really trying’
They walked into the living room, and everyone turned round to see Charity with Tom.
‘Look everyone, it’s Charity, and doesn’t she look gorgeous?’ Tom proudly said, as though making the point that Charity was trying her best.
The Kings just looked at Charity and then Sadie said:
‘Oh yes, Charity you look absolutely wonderful!’
Charity unsure of what Sadie was up to just replied:
‘Thanks Sadie’ and gave a forced smile and pulled a face that was only meant for Sadie.
Sadie returned the smile, just as forced and then turned away.
‘Right, can I get you a drink Charity?’ Tom asked her.
‘Love one!’ She replied, still with the forced smile on her face from flashing it at Sadie.
‘Right, now just waiting for the Guests of Honour!’ Tom said and went near to the window to both check for Anne and George coming and also to get Charity a glass of Champagne.
Chapter 2 coming soon: Will Charity behave herself at the party, and will the party be a success?
Also this story was originally here on the board on 2004 where I first started it.
I am sure people will remember it? I am mentioning this so there is no...confusion or debate on the dates of the authenticity of this story.This story is to do with the King Family and local gold digger Charity’s fight to get millionaire Tom’s money to help give her the lifestyle she is so used to since she got a taste of it when she married her last know millionaire Chris Tate. She has decided to targeted Tom as he is the ‘head’ of the family, and that way she will have a stake in EVERYTHING if she can manage to get him to ‘fall’ head over heels in love with her, which at first he hadn’t, and she realised what sort of life she could have if she could ‘trap’ him which so far, is going to plan, but she wasn’t planning on Tom’s daughter-in-law Sadie sticking her oar in, as Sadie knows exactly what Charity’s plan is and there is no way Sadie is going to allow a ‘gold-digging’ hooker like Charity to just walk in and try to take everything from her and Tom’s son’s Jimmy, Matthew and Carl. Also there was something else Charity hadn’t planned on either….
Chapter One
The King family, along with Charity, Tom's PA and new lover was enjoying lunch on the patio of Holdgate Farm on a lovely warm day. Holdgate actually
belonged to Tom, and it also housed his grown up children, eldest son Jimmy, his wife Sadie, middle son Matthew, and youngest son, Carl. The lads also helped their Dad with the business, a real family affair. Sadie also helped since returning from her travels overseas, and it's also since she has returned that she has found Charity, the new PA with her feet well and truly under the Kings Table. This had annoyed Sadie especially as she found out the truth
of Charity's reputation of snaring rich millionaires to give her the luxurious lifestyle she so craves. She had already snared the last millionaire of the village, the late Chris Tate, only he tried to frame her for his murder when he found out about her long standing affair with Cousin Cain, and that she was still involved in it. He was actually dying of a brain tumour, but could not forgive Charity for her infidelity, so ended his life early, and hoped to frame her for it in the meantime. Trouble was she had been acquitted and so, that didn't work, and now she was after Tom to get that lifestyle back, and didn’t care how she did it as long as she did - something Sadie had quickly latched on to, and knew exactly what her plan would be, the main man with all the money would be easier than going for one of the remaining unattached sons.
'It will be nice to see Anne and George again'! Sadie commented, referring to the dinner party they were holding for some family friends.
'Yes'! Tom agrees.
Charity shot him a look. What dinner party? She didn't know anything about this and who was George and Anne? More importantly why hadn't Tom invited her?
Tom declined to look at her, knowing full well what the look would be like since he had deliberately 'forgotten' to invite her. She wasn't George and Anne's 'sort' of friend, and they wouldn't take to her and her attitude.
Sadie on the other hand smiled quietly to herself, knowing what she had said and knowing that Charity would have quickly caught on and would demand to know why she hadn't been invited.
After a while as Tom went to get some more wine, Charity confronted him, and it was obvious he could not escape the inevitable confrontation, and the questions it brought with it.
‘What’s this about a dinner party, and who are George and Anne. And why the hell haven’t I been invited – I am supposed to be your girlfriend!’ She ranted in her usual feisty way.
Tom just stared, not being able to get a word in edgeways, as usual. He never could when she was in this mood.
‘George and Anne are very good friends of mine – of the whole family really, Mary and myself used to hang around with them many years ago’ He told her.
Charity just stared.
‘My question still stands – why haven’t I been invited if I am your girlfriend – ashamed of me or something?’ She demanded.
Tom rolled his eyes and sighed.
‘I didn’t think it would be your cup of tea’ he answered, ‘you will have to watch your P’s and Q’s, as they are rather…. conservative’!
Charity stood there, with her arms folded in a ‘matter of fact’ way. Tom sighed. He could tell she was about to retort at that remark, and he was right.
‘Are you trying to tell me I am too common for them?’ She indeed retorted.
Tom sighed again.
‘Let’s just say that you are not what they are used to!’
Charity just stared at him. If he hadn’t got what she wanted, she doubted she would have even have looked at him, let alone be with him. She’d show him.
‘So are you going to invite me or not?’ She asked, looking at him in such a way, that he didn’t have a choice but to invite her, and she knew it.
Tom just stared, he knew he was beaten.
‘Yes, but I do want you on your best behaviour’! He warned her.
Charity smiled. If it weren’t for the money that was at stake, she’d certainly show everyone what she was really made of.
‘No problem’! She assured him and smiled her sweetest, devious smile.
They went back out to the others, who were still enjoying themselves after the lovely lunch they had just consumed. Once they sat down, Tom announced Charity’s appearance at the dinner – much to the shock of the others, including Sadie’s whose face had a look of annoyance that Charity had once again managed to worm herself an invite. Charity, in return, smiled smugly and triumphantly at her rival, knowing that the thought of her being invited to the dinner party, had annoyed Sadie and that she had pulled one over on her. Nobody said a word, just sat quietly for the moment, waiting for the right moment to strike up a conversation, to take the atmosphere out of the air even the sunshine was still glowing the atmosphere from Tom’s announcement and Charity's end made it decidedly cool, they were unaware of them being watched from a distance.....
Later that evening, over at Dale View cottage, Charity was getting herself ready, whilst Chas watched, smiling.
‘Well, Chas, how do I look?’ She turned, her arms outstretched to reveal herself.
‘Very Sexy!’ Came her answer.
‘Excellent!’ She grinned and carried on with the finishing touches.
‘Going to a lot of trouble for him, aren’t you?’ Chas asked.
‘He’s worth it!’ Charity replied.
‘Him, or his money?’ Chas asked.
‘What do you think?’ Charity said, ‘After what he said about me ‘not being their sort of person’, he’s lucky I’m not gonna show him up, it’s a good job, he’s rich and can give me the sort of lifestyle I want, otherwise I would show him what Charity Tate is really like!’
With that, they both laughed, and Charity carried on getting ready.
Meanwhile over at Holdgate Farm, Tom eyed the table, to make sure everything was in place.
‘Right, is everything done that needs to be done?’ He asked
‘Yes, everything has been done we just need to get ready and then wait for the guests of honour to arrive’! Sadie assured him.
‘Excellent’! Came Tom’s reply, and gently squeezed her arm, as a gesture of thanks for all her hard work.
Everything was going to plan – so far, so good.
‘Dad’, Jimmy hesitantly started.
He wasn’t sure how to approach the subject of Charity being invited to the party, but thought he had better mention it, as diplomatically as he could.
‘Yes?’ Tom used the same hesitant tone as his eldest son, unsure why Jimmy was using that tone to start with.
‘Are you sure about Charity coming tonight?’ He asked, taking the bull by the horns and asking straight out.
Matthew and Carl just looked first at Jimmy and then their father, unaware of what was going to be said next, Sadie just looked at Jimmy, then at Tom to also see what the next word was going to be, and to also see if she would need to jump in to ease any bad situation.
Tom just looked at Jimmy, and then said:
‘Why?’
Jimmy, unsure of what he was going to say next, opened his mouth first, and then the words seemed to follow:
‘I just wonder if she is George and Anne’s cup of Tea, that’s all?!’ he shrugged, wondering what his father’s next comment would be, since he had dragged Charity’s name up.
Tom just looked at his eldest. Then he said:
‘What do you mean by that?’ Tom asked, frowning at his eldest son.
Jimmy gulped and went to open his mouth, but words failed him. All that happened was his mouth opening and shutting. Sadie immediately jumped in, knowing Jimmy would dig himself in such a deep hole, he would not get himself back out, so she would have to bail him out.
‘I think what Jimmy is trying to say ‘Dad’ in his normal ‘diplomatic’ way, is that Charity is so full of life, and really makes a party swing, and George and Anne can be very, well, let’s say, conservative!’ She told him.
Jimmy, very glad of his wife’s intervention, pointed at her after she finished speaking.
‘That’s what I was going to say!’
Tom looked at Sadie and replied:
‘Don’t worry, I have had a word with Charity over this, and she is going to be on her best behaviour tonight!’
‘Excellent, no need to panic then, we will have a great night!’ Sadie immediately said, stating the point by clasping her hands together in a gesture of authority as if to say the subject was now closed.
‘Of course we will!’ Tom agreed and smiled at her, who returned the smile.
Sadie then shot Jimmy a very quick ‘warning’ glance, and he shut up.
A few hours later, and everyone was sat having a drink, waiting for George and Anne to arrive. The doorbell rang, and Tom said:
‘Great this must be them!’ and got up to answer it.
‘Funny, I didn’t hear any cars come!’ Jimmy said, going to the window to check.
In the meantime, Tom had gone to the door to answer it. It was Charity, who was dressed to kill. She smiled sweetly as Tom opened it. Tom in return, just stared, at what was in front of him.
‘Charity, you look absolutely gorgeous, come in, come in!’ He said, when he finally managed to say.
‘Evening Tom’ Charity said ‘thank you, glad I look the part!’
She walked in after being invited and waited as he shut the door. She was pleased with the look on his face at her appearance.
‘Excellent’ She thought, ‘It’s working perfectly.
After he turned back round to face her, she carried on smiling sweetly at him, and he grinned back and slipped his arm round her waist as he led her to the living room to the others.
‘This is going to be fine tonight’ He told himself ‘Charity looks gorgeous, she is really trying’
They walked into the living room, and everyone turned round to see Charity with Tom.
‘Look everyone, it’s Charity, and doesn’t she look gorgeous?’ Tom proudly said, as though making the point that Charity was trying her best.
The Kings just looked at Charity and then Sadie said:
‘Oh yes, Charity you look absolutely wonderful!’
Charity unsure of what Sadie was up to just replied:
‘Thanks Sadie’ and gave a forced smile and pulled a face that was only meant for Sadie.
Sadie returned the smile, just as forced and then turned away.
‘Right, can I get you a drink Charity?’ Tom asked her.
‘Love one!’ She replied, still with the forced smile on her face from flashing it at Sadie.
‘Right, now just waiting for the Guests of Honour!’ Tom said and went near to the window to both check for Anne and George coming and also to get Charity a glass of Champagne.
Chapter 2 coming soon: Will Charity behave herself at the party, and will the party be a success?