Chapter 117

Sarah had been very busy making arrangements for the wedding, and her mother made sure that everything was in place. Everything was perfect until she realised that she had one more job to do.

After a long drive, almost at the outskirts of Los Angeles, she walked into a dark underground building and stood there for a while. A man walked out of a room with a stick of cigarettes in his hands.

Sarah smirked, and she laughed at the same time. “Long time no see, black wolf." 

“Sarah, it's been a long time. I have been seeing you all over the blogs. You are indeed a smart woman. That's the goal,” he said, dragging his cigarette.

Sarah giggled and gave him a tight hug. “It's been a while. I've got a job for you,” she whispered in his ears. She pulled away, and they both walked into the dark underground with so many bodyguards guarding the place and tonnes of ammunition arranged on the wall.

Sarah looked around, scanning the whole room, and smiling. It's been a long time since she visited here, and she remembered how she would always admire the guns on the wall every time she was there. 

“Here, have this,” he turned around and handed the glass of whisky over to Sarah.

  

“You shouldn't bother about that right now. I have more important things to focus on,” she spoke.

The black wolf stared at her and let out a mysterious chuckle. “You never reject a drink. For you to do so, you must be pregnant for the billionaire,” he spoke.

Sarah smirked and crossed her hands on her chest. “You know me too well, black wolf,” she spoke. “Cheers, now let's get down to business." 

“Anything for you, my lady,” he responded and puffed his cigarette as he gulped down the glass of whisky.

Sarah leaned in. “This is a very difficult task, and I need you to do it without leaving anyone behind. It needs to be done in two days' time before my wedding ceremony,” she explained.

“Consider it done, as long as you are willing to pay up the complete cash. You know money speaks,” the black wolf responded.

She opened her purse and reached for her phone. She scrolled through her photos and sent two photos to the black wolf.

His phone buzzed with a notification, and he opened it. “Who are these people? And what do you want me to do for you?” he asked

. 

“The guy there is my ex-boyfriend, Zane; the other girl there is my maid. I need you to do a clean job and eliminate them before Saturday morning,” she ordered. 

  

Black Wolf smiled, “You have nothing to worry about.” 

“I just sent some money. It should be enough for the job,” she said and stood up to leave. “I have to go now before it becomes suspicious,” she said.

“I hate to do this, Marina, but this is the end of you. Nobody messes with Sarah,” she said.

*****

Earlier today

Sarah got into her car after having lunch with her friends. In the afternoon, Nicklaus rushed out of the garden when he received an important call when they were together.

They all looked at her and wished they were Sarah, and she felt on top of the world. They giggled and talked about the latest gossip. 

Sarah was about to reach for her lipstick from her purse when it fell on the driver's seat.

“Fucking lipstick,” she cussed and leaned in to pick it up when she noticed something under her chair. She narrowed her eyes and reached for it.

She discovered that it was a tiny recorder after taking a closer look at it. Immediately, she turned on her engine and drove to her old friend's crib.

She disconnected the recorder and walked into his office. “Remember the stalker we have been trying to identify? She asked.

“Trace this camera. I believe it had something to do with that bitch. I won't leave here until you find me something,” she spoke in anger and dropped the recorder on the table.

Immediately, they started to trace the tracker number and the recorder. After a few hours of doing the research, the name and identity card of the stalker finally showed up.

“Sarah, we have found it.”

Sarah quickly rose from her seat and walked to the other side of the desk as she faced the computer screen.

She looked at the image closely, and her heart slammed hard against her chest.

“Marina?” 

“Do you know her?” The man asked,

“She is my maid.”

Sarah recalled the fight she had previously with the girl in the woods. She remembered how she shouted as she hit her with a wood on her head, and she could remember the voice.

“It all makes sense now. So it's been you all these while, Marina. Who would have thought that you are the devil?” She spoke out loud with a calculative look on her face. 

Sarah drove back home that evening, and she forced a calm smile on her face even though she was boiling inside. 

She quietly locked the door and bolted it. Making sure that nobody mistakenly storms into the room.

She was making sure that there wasn't any foreign device in her room. She walked around as she scanned, and she heard a beeping sound under the rug. 

She reached for it and took out a recorder. It was the same recorder that she saw in her car with the same serial number.

 she quickly threw it to the ground and scattered it into pieces with her heels. 

“Marina, you just used your hands to do your own grave.”

“I'm not sorry. I will make sure you don't live to see my wedding day. You may want to ruin it, and I will ruin you before then.”