Sisters Wives: Married To My Annoying Professor

Inaya's POV

I was about to argue with him when his priceless daughter Karisa called with a sweet tone and Father turned to look at her with the brightest smile ever.

He had never for once looked at me that way, "When did you come here?"

"Father, you don't have to be too harsh on her," Karisa hugged Father.

Karisa was the trophy daughter everyone wanted, the beautiful smart daughter who was always obedient and made their family proud. Even better, she was a doctor, when has Father never been proud of her.

"I don't want to be harsh on her but she keeps bringing me," Father complained, "Not like she is bringing me out for good reasons."

"I will talk to her," Karisa flashed me a small smile, "I will make sure she apologizes to that professor."

"Why should she?" Mother's voice echoed in the room, and I smiled, "How dare he hold a disciplinary hearing for my child?"

"This is why she has become like this, you have spoiled her rotten," Father raised his voice at Mother, "Can't you see she was wrong?"

"How was my daughter wrong? Can't you see he is purposely on her case, maybe he just wants money or status or something," Mother yelled back at Father, "We will both handle it, nobody, even the media, won't get a whim of it."

"Chloe," Defeat rang in Father's voice as he called Mother's name in a low tone.

"Mother....." Karisa called, and Mother raised her hand in the air, stopping her from speaking any further.

A smirk made its way to my face. This was the reason why Mother was my best friend; she understood me in ways no one did.

"Inaya," Mother gently touched my face, "You should go prepare for the wedding and leave that man to me, I will handle him."

I jumped into Mother's arms as my heart filled with happiness, "Thank you, you are the best."

The smirk on my face was visible as I walked towards Father, I held his hand and pushed the document into it, "I guess I won't be needing it anymore."

Karisa is getting married to the son of a presidential candidate. That's good; I will definitely make sure to use his influence.

I will make sure Professor Marcel loses his job by Monday. I won't stop there; I will make sure he becomes homeless and has to beg on the street.

I needed to clear my head, so I took a bottle of alcohol from the wine storage and went to my room, "Why are you here so early?" I asked Eveline when I saw her sitting on my bed, "What's that?" I added when I saw something on the bed.

"That's why I'm here," Eveline stood up from the bed, "I got multiple pregnancy test kits so we can confirm if I am going to be an aunt or not."

"I....."

"Inaya," Karisa called my name when she entered my room without knocking, "Why is that here?" Karisa looked at me waiting for an answer."

My eyes locked with Eveline, "It's mine," Eveline laughed, "A girl gotta be conscious."

"Sure, you should go get ready, the groom will be here soon," Karisa held my hand as she said to Eveline, "I want to talk to you." I nodded my head and followed her outside.

Karisa was my favorite sister; she was my ride or die. She might be my half sister, but to me, she is my sister. Even if she scolds me in front of others, she will make sure to make them respect me and she was the sweetest person ever. She can never be wrong.

"I know you are angry at the moment, I just wanted to reassure you that everything will be okay, Father is angry at the moment but you should talk to him later," I rolled my eyes mentally.

I jerked my hand away from her hand, "Is that why you called me outside? I thought maybe you wanted to help me out with the issue on ground."

"I will help you with that, don't you trust your sister?" I nodded my head, "I called you out to please ask you to behave just for today."

"Are .... Are you trying to say I always misbehave?" I couldn't help but scoff loudly.

"I'm not saying that, I just want you to be on your best behavior today, just for today and I promise I will make everything alright again," Karisa stretched out her pinky finger, "Promise?"

"Promise," I made the pinky promise with her, "I should go get ready so I will welcome the guest."

"We will take the test after the wedding, the guests have started arriving," I removed my clothes and entered the bathroom.

I had a quick shower and rushed to get ready. I didn't need much after all I wasn't the one getting married.

I wore a red silk open-back dress, I threw a black blazer on it, and wore black heels. I did a nude makeup and packed my hair into a high ponytail.

"You look beautiful," I said to Eveline when she stood in front of me. She was wearing a beautiful blue long-sleeved short gown, black heels, and her hair in loose curls.

"Let's go welcome the guest, we might find our husbands here," Eveline jokes.

"You know I don't care about that right now, I love my life this way and I would never trade it for anything," I picked up my phones from the bed and threw it inside my purse.

The guests had already begun to arrive, so Eveline and I went to the garden to greet the important figures. The wedding was to be held in our garden, but I don't know about the wedding reception.

"The bride should be ready soon. When do you think the groom will get here?" Eveline asked a question I didn't have the answers to.

"I don't know and I don't care," I gave her the nicest answer my brain could find.

My eyes fell on Father and Mother who were casually talking to Henry Henderson, one of the most powerful presidential candidates and businessmen. I didn't know my family had such connections to invite him to my sister's wedding.

"Wait, wait, is it the Beckham Henderson we all know?" My eyes looked at Eveline with confusion, "The groom's name is Beckham Henderson."

My eyes darted between the board where the names were written and Mr Henry Henderson who was standing with my parents.

My mouth hung open in surprise when I realized that it was The Beckham Henderson who was getting married to my sister, "There is only one Beckham Henderson."

The surprise on my face turned into a smirk when it clicked that it would be extremely easy to render Professor Marcel useless.

"I'm so excited, I should text the Brooks siblings to hurry up," Eveline gushed excitedly.

I understood her, many people don't know the face of Beckham Henderson, we only know the name and it would be such an honor to see his face.

I was more than excited, not only was I going to see Beckham Henderson's face, but I was going to be his in-law. Oh, I couldn't help but think of the power that comes with it.

A small frown made its way to my face when I saw my sister's bodyguard rush past me to Father. She said something in his ear, and Father's demeanor instantly changed.

"What's going on?" Eveline asked and I shook my head.

I hurriedly grabbed Mother's hand when she was about to walk past me, "Mother what's wrong?"

Mother sighed deeply, the lines on her forehead were visible as she lowered her head in disbelief, "Karisa is nowhere to be found," Mother's voice came out in a whisper.