"You locked him up somewhere, didn't you? Where did they take him to!" Sarah asked impatiently. Richard gave Sarah a wry smile and said, "If you're thinking of seeing him, then get rid of that dream cos that will not happen even in your next life since you'll still be my wife. A friend who's so greedy as to try to covet my woman doesn't deserve to live. I'll make sure he dies a natural death," Sarah froze immediately. This was exactly what he was doing to Philip now. She overheard his conversation with someone over the phone the other day. He had explicitly instructed them to torture Philip more until life becomes so bitter to him and protract his death until he begins to wish that he could die right away then in the end, kill him if he didn't die from the torture. Sarah's fingers slowly slipped away from his wrist that she had been grabbing. "You'll do no such thing to Frank, Richard," Sarah said in a voice that sounded almost like a whisper. Sarah's da
Sarah took out her phone and dialed Frank's number but it wasn't reachable. She tried again but heard the automated voice, repeating that the line wasn't reachable. Sarah had never been this frustrated, all her life. She let out a deep sigh. "So, what do you intend to do next, do you know where Frank is kept?" Asked Daisy. "I honestly don't know. I only hope Richard reconsiders his decision because I really don't know where to start looking for Frank. None of the guards in the villa seem to know where he took Frank to and even if they do, they might not tell me," Sarah said thoughtfully. Daisy was lost in thought too. Since Mr. Wilson locked Frank up because he saw him with his wife, Sarah running away from the villa might even fuel his decision not to set Frank free anytime soon. "Don't you think that he might be more infuriated and may decide not to set Frank free now that you left the villa because of him?" "I threatened to divorce him if he does
Because her mood had been sour for the past few days, her morning sickness seemed to have returned. She constantly felt weak and most times, it seemed as if the earth was spinning before her. Sarah tried to stand up again but felt something like a fog covering her eyes before she fell back on the bed, her head pounding very loudly. She became feverish as her body shivered uncontrollably. Fortunately, Daisy arrived home in no distant time. When she entered the bedroom, she saw Sarah sprawled on the bed, her lips shivering and rushed to her. Daisy palpated her body and discovered that Sarah's body was as hot as a boiled water. "Oh my God! You have a fever,"Daisy didn't know what to do. She quickly picked up her phone to call Mr. Wilson. She scrolled her phone up until she saw the name, "Iceberg knight" While she was thinking of a befitting name to save his number with the other day, Daisy remembered an account name on facebook and knew that it was a perfect name for a man as
Sarah arrived at the office earlier than most of her colleagues. She walked into the females' canteen and found only a few people there. Of course Petra and her friends were always the first set of people to come to work. This was because they always used the extra hours before the given time to gossip. They were tucked away in the corner eating their breakfast and gisting happily when Sarah walked in. To avoid their side talking, Sarah tried to make herself as inconspicuous as she could and quietly walked to a table farthest from the group. Because Sarah didn't want to be late to the meeting, she didn't take her breakfast at home. Since she still had about 21 minutes before the meeting began, she quickly opened her lunchbox to eat first.Immediately Sarah began to eat, she saw the group looking her way and muttering something among themselves then laughing quietly. She didn't pay any attention to them and continued to eat her food. Sarah secretly wished that Lucy was there so she w
"Mr. Wilson might be smittened with that her face and will not look our ways if she attends the meeting. Girls with such faces as Sarah's are vixens and know how to seduce men too," said Petra. "That's right. What do you suggest we do?" Angela asked. "Didn't she feel uncomfortable when she breathed in the smell of my perfume? What happens if it goes directly into her system?" Petra asked, looking at Sarah's food devishly. Angela followed her line of sight and understood what she meant. Petra hurriedly opened her handbag and Angela picked the perfume from the bag and poured a large amount of it into the tomatoe stew in Sarah's lunchbox then stirred it until it blended with the oil before she smiled victoriously and put the perfume back into the handbag. As they were about to go up, Angela thought of something. "Wait. What if she doesn't eat the food again when she enters? Let's lock her up here," she suggested and Petra agreed to it. They quickly lock
"Didn't you say that Mr. Wilson is here? Where is he then?" Angela asked When she saw the vacant swivel chair at the forefront of the hall. The manager's seat was very close to his while every other person sat around the large conference table. Because it was a general meeting of all the company's employees in this particular mall, there wasn't enough space around the table to accommodate all of them so some of them sat at the back of others but made sure that they were close enough to the table. The hall was equally very large and even had extra space left after they all sat down. "Use your brain, Angela. Will the manager bring his seat out if he isn't here? He's probably in his office and will come in, in no distant time. Maybe the reason that manager told the supervisors that Mr. Wilson is already here was so they could hurry up before he enters," said Petra. Angela nodded in agreement. Petra was actually right. Because the CEO was around, Leonard made sure that
"Where's one of your staff, Sarah?" Richard asked when Leonard sat down. Only Leonard heard what he said. Leonard panicked when Richard asked this question. He had heard the rumor that Mr. Wilson gave Sarah three weeks probation. 'Has he come to sack her in the presence of everyone? No wonder he's here. This will be too humiliating for Sarah,' Leonard reasoned. He racked his brain for an excuse to give to Richard so as to buy more time and use this opportunity to call Mrs. Vera. Maybe, her pleas might soften Mr. Wilson's heart and stop him from embarrassing Sarah publicly. Richard's cold gaze didn't allow Leonard to come up with any reasonable excuse. "Sarah...she...she's in the canteen. One of the girls told me some minutes ago that she's sick. She's eating so she can take her pills before joining us. She said that she will be here soon," Leonard garnished his words in order to attract Mr. Wilson's sympathy and maybe make him reconsider his decision. The truth w
Petra and Angela dragged their feet backwards as they tried to avoid everyone's gaze. Lucy suddenly thought of something. She looked up, her eyes widened by the realization that just hit her. These two were actually so evil! Lucy gave them a hostile look before saying, "I don't think we need to search for too long," she fixed her scorching eyes at Petra and Angela as if she wanted to dry them up with them. Everyone followed her line of sight and channeled their gaze at the duo. Petra's heart missed a bit. She had never been this humiliated all her life. She wished she had wings so she could fly out of this place. Angela couldn't bring herself to lift her head up anymore. She lowered her head and tightened her grips on the hem of her black jean trousers. "A few minutes before the meeting began, I went downstairs to fetch my purse that I forgot in the canteen. These two were the only people that I saw when I got there. They both locked the door to the canteen and whe