Ariana Layton
focused; real estate associate; grandmother
- Messages
- 6
- Blood Status
- Muggle
- Relationship Status
- Widow
- Age
- 01/2001 (58)
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Ariana was fourty nine years old, and she'd already lost her husband and her eldest daughter. It had been almost a month since she'd received word that Olive had met her demise, and honestly the woman thought that it was preposterous that the Ministry was trying to cover it up. How could there have been a murder with absolutely no details? The investigation was ongoing, but as of yet no one could give the muggle an actual reason as to what went on with her daughter. As far as Ariana was aware, Olive was at home at the time, and even though there were no traces, she still had her own suspicions as to who it could have been. As Leda's mother, it was her legal obligation to meet with her and discuss Olive's Will. Bethany of course still had her son living with the pair too, and so Wendall was tagging along for the time being until Ariana could book him a flight back to Michigan to be reunited with her own sister. No doubt she would be pleased to have him scampering underneath her feet once again.
It was strange for the business woman to be sat in her daughters home, various things around the house that seemed oddly personal, but none of which she could place. Asides from the months Olive had come to stay with her after Clement's death to help Ariana with the fluctuating real estate market, she hadn't spent much time with Olive since she was a child. Long gone had been the days when Ari, her husband and her only daughter lived a life a luxury, and apparently no matter what she tried to do, it was destined never to be her luck again. Ever since Leda had been born and they'd lost the Layton's company to bankruptcy, Ariana's life had been nothing but an uphill battle that refused to be fulfilled. Of course she was grateful for Olive's help stepping in where she could, but as she looked around her daughters home she realised how very little she'd actually known of the woman and her interests, and even less so of her younger daughter; a young girl she'd never had to chance nor strong desire to bond with. Then again, she'd heard that Leda liked to cause trouble, so maybe it had turned out for the best.
Ariana hoped that the discussion of Olive's Will would have been between just herself and West King, a tall scrawny man whom Olive had chosen to marry. At least that had been the intention. The visit to her daughters house was also the first time she was properly introduced to him, and her grandchildren Amortentia and Felix. Such odd names. Ariana couldn't help but wince when she'd first read them. Unfortunately, the whole tribe appeared in the house, even some boy from Leda's school that she wasn't even sure of the name, Marlin? Morwen? Another strange one.
The woman slapped a pile of papers across the dining room table, checking her watch and getting to work, pen in hand as she began to split the documents. Of course everything always came down to her to sort things out, and since no one could be trusted, she would be the host to go through and tell the rest of the family what was in the agreement. "It's family only," she said upon hearing footsteps, hoping that if it was any of the friends that seemed to come and go, that they'd leave them in peace. It was going to be difficult enough to deal with West, Leda and Wendall let alone anyone else that wanted to ear wig into a private conversation. She scanned through another piece of paper and spotted another name. Asphodel. Oh great, Olive was due to have a step-daughter too. Why did Olive always want to go and make things extra complicated? Ariana sighed, it would have been so much more more desirable if Olive had chosen to settle down with someone who could actually take care of her, look after her, and didn't come with so many strings attached. "Well come and sit down, let's get this over with," she called out, hoping that the sooner they took a seat and Olive's assets divided, the sooner Ariana could get back to her proper work.
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