New Life : A Second Chance

Kay couldn't help but be completely amazed at the babies that were sleeping peacefully in their cot.

Sayuri had been discharged and naturally, they were staying at the Smith Mansion. Sayuri and the babies were in Kyle's bedroom, which had been expanded to include the room that had been beside it before.

Kyle had this done while Sayuri was in a coma.

He had already been planning such a thing, to bring Sayuri home even if she never woke up. Luckily, she did.

All of her clothes and other necessities were already in his bedroom and at first glance, it appeared as if they had been husband and wife for a long time. The twins were in their cot which was placed beside the bed.

Kyle was the type that didn't believe of having the babies in a different room.

They were still babies, and they had their own cot, so there was no reason to have them so far away. This way, when they needed feeding, Sayuri wouldn't need to get up and walk all the way there.

Plus, Kyle didn't care nor minded the babies crying (and thereby, disturbing his sleep). Children grew up too fast anyway, and their baby years would be gone in an instant. Also, since they have twins, it wouldn't be fair to have Sayuri take care of them all the time, right?

Though the twins did have their own au pairs, Kyle wasn't the type to leave everything to them. He was more of the 'hands-on' sort of parent. Since the au pairs would basically be taking care of his babies during the day, it was only right that they took over at night.

Otherwise, where would the bonding begin?

Right now, though, the babies' parents weren't around. They were busy handling one loose end, by the name of Sarah.

"You're going to get playmates soon," Kay told the twins, "Auntie Sofiya is already just waiting for the day, you know. It's past her due date, in fact. I guess her baby is not ready yet to meet the world."

But at least, the baby was healthy. 

Ali had taken such good care of Sofiya, while Sofiya herself was much more careful with everything. She had been in the hospital for a week now, just resting in order to minimise any premature labour.

Betty, too, was ready to pop.

Fortunately for her, her pregnancy was one of the normal ones. Sam and Betty were expecting a girl, while Ali was having a boy. 

"It looks like it's going to be an even distribution in this first round," Kay said with a laugh, "I hope the four of you will grow up to be the best of friends, just like the parents are."

"Even though we don't get to meet so often now, the bond is still there," Kay continued, as she reminisced about old times, "We were the Elite Five. I wonder what you'll be known as? The Fantastic Four?"

She smiled, just thinking about it.

"It's time for their feeding, Ms. Smith," Wendy, one of the twin's au pair said as she came into the room. 

Since Kyle and Sayuri were out on their mission, the babies were placed in the nursery that was connected to Kyle's bedroom. The partition between the nursery and Kyle's bedroom was closed this time, of course, since Kyle and Sayuri weren't at home. 

Kay got up and nodded.

It's not like she had to leave, but Kay was feeling a bit … well, she's not as decisive as Kyle and Sayuri are.

Yes, she knew that Sarah had crossed the line but … a part of her still did miss her friend. 

Her first friend.

Kay walked back to her room and flopped onto her bed and as usual, she opened up the Webnov app and started reading. There weren't any new chapters today, as it hadn't been released yet, so she merely re-read some of her favourite chapters.

With a disgruntled sigh, Kay closed teh app and closed her eyes.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

Well, it did for a while but not enough to stop the thoughts from churning in her mind.

"This MIB thing is definitely not for me," Kay sighed, thinking to herself, "Well, not this part at least. My heart is just too soft."

Sure, she had killed before but it had always been in self-defence.

What Kyle and Sayuri were doing?

It was revenge.

Retribution?

Whatever it was, even though Sarah did deserve it as she had tried to kill Sayuri and the twins … Kay still couldn't have made that call. The most she would have done was send her to prison.

She didn't blame Kyle or Sayuri, and neither was she of the impression that they were doing the wrong thing.

In fact, it was more like, 'this is not what I would do' personally but it didn't mean she disagreed with it.

It was either Sarah was prosecuted by the law, or executed by the victims.

Either way, it was to achieve justice.

Well, it was a good thing that she fell for someone completely normal then, albeit, a bit young. Kay didn't think Joseph would be the type that would go down the route Kyle did. A nice, normal person.

It was then that Kay got an inkling of her 'path', so to speak.

What made her different from Kyle, and what sort of journey she would take.

Kyle had Sayuri, and they were like two peas in a pod. 

Undoubtedly, they would continue their 'ninja-type' missions or do things along those lines. When she thought about it, Kyle wouldn't be able to keep still and just be a CEO.

But her?

She would be quite happy just working at the company.

Just then, there was a knock on her bedroom door. She tilted her head, curious as she looked at her door. 

People hardly came to 'visit' her, really, so she wondered who it could be. She went to open the door, although she had thought about just saying "Come in!". She didn't know why but she had the inkling it would be better if she opened the door instead.

When she did, her mouth hung wide open for a while.

"Mum?!" Kay said in surprise. Why was she here? Was something wrong? No, that wasn't the surprsing thing.

Her father was here, too!

What's going on?

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Kay looked at her parents in disbelief.

"What? Really?" she asked for the umpteenth time.

"Kay, if you keep asking for confirmation for every sentence I make, this is going to take a very long time," Patrick said very patiently.

"Well, you can't really blame me," Kay defended herself, "You're proposing a change in something that has been set in stone since time immemorial. How do the other Smiths feel about it?"

"They're actually quite keen. Now, they are going to formulate the proper test like what the Smith Heir goes through. Minus the actions to trigger the Smith Anger though."

"That's good," Kay said, "From what Kyle told me about that, it's really a horrible thing to do, you know."

"But it is the most effective," Parick countered.

"New position, huh?" Kay said, bringing the conversation back to the topic.

"The test for the COO is simple, really," Patrick said, "The COO's role is to work together with the CEO like a well-oiled machine. You would need to be able to know what he wants, anticipate his needs, and fulfill them hand-in-hand."

"You know, you should watch what you're saying, really," Kay said with a smile, "That sounds more like a wife than a COO."

"Same difference," Patrick said, "The question is, are you on board? Do you want a permanent position, which is basically Kyle's right hand man."

Kay smiled, "It sounds perfect. I accept."

When her parents left the room after getting her acceptance, Kay rolled about her bed.

It was like, instant gratification.

She was just thinking about how she'd miss the office and all the inner politics going on in there. Kyle didn't tolerate it, but Kay felt it spiced things up.

Nothing was going to really change, actually.

She was still the acting CEO right now, and once the COO title goes through the official channels and she is confirmed as the COO - well, she would be doing what she had been doing all this while. No change other than, she would be the 'COO' and no longer in Kyle's shadow as the 'Acting CEO'.

Kay smiled to herself, quite pleased with how things were developing.

Even without the holiday with Lance in order to 'find herself', the path was opening up to her. Stepping on this path made her feel lighter and that it was 'the right thing', so she was at peace.

With that thought, Kay opened up her laptop and started on her daily 'observation' of a certain young boy's day.