I couldn't lift a finger after Catherine left, she struck my heart with words that stick. Like an unfortunate deer, struck by a steel spear, I crumbled on my table. Her words keep resounding in my head and for a second, I doubted my love for Helen.I managed to get up from my seat after a while, pick up my phone, and headed sluggishly like a drunk giant supported by a mosquito limp outside. When I reached the reception, the looks on my worker's faces made me realize that I was truly out of place. I saw Mr. Philip's chaotic face too as he rushed toward me. He must have sensed my dilemma and offered to help.Seems untrue and hard to believe that a giant man, like me, would be so frustrated by a woman's words. “Are you alright, sir?” He asked after he had taken his place beside me. I tried to get a grip on myself and acted normal. I ignored his question and continued my journey. He twitched and hurriedly joined me.“Cancel every appointment and meeting, till tomorrow. I need a quiet mo
Like every other person, the first day flying on a plane would have been momentous. A day to lean back on the soft sofa, call the plane attendance and order everything nice while enjoying the beautiful sight from the clear blue sky. Those were what I would have done if my mind wasn’t spoiled before leaving. The fear of death couldn’t allow me to lift my head. Thank God for the headrest. I was moody throughout, even two days before departure. Lucas’ has tried every possible way to make me happy, but I still couldn’t find a single reason to be happy. The fact that he had discussed it with Catherine behind my back added to the feelings of betrayal I have. I expected him to talk to me about Catherine after the day she said she will meet him in the office. Not saying anything about her means a lot. He could be secretly seeing her. During breakfast, he didn’t offer to take me to the airport, he only nodded when I told him I will be leaving for two weeks. This single act concretes my suspi
I turned to Jane, and carefully watch her expression. I smiled and leaned towards her and whispered. “Is this how it’s done?” on hearing that, she farrowed her eyebrow and rolled her eyes left and right. She had a perplexed face, I could tell from her face that she had no involvement. But who can tell? Her master would have already met up with the plane attendance and instructed them to poison the drink. “You mean inside a plane, ma’am?” she finally spoke out after a few minutes of thinking. I nodded, trying to not what comes next from her. “This is my first time, ma’am.” I acknowledge with a nod and returned my gaze to the fine lady beside me. “I think I am fine,” I said to her with a broad smile, as I pushed forward my long coat to cover my chill feet. It was obvious that I felt cold. I could tell by the way she looked at me when I declined. She returned the smile after a brief examination and then, pushed the tea to Jane. “Do you mind, ma’am?” that was when I knew I have acted d
HelenIt was a good thing to be a celebrity, I knew that my fame had escalated, but not outside of Austin. When I set foot there, everyone stood and started clapping, I widened my eyes in confusion. What the hell are these people doing? I hope they know it's the wrong person. I duck my head and imagine how embarrassing it will be when they figure out that I am not the person. I waited for them to stop before I brightened my face to light again, instead, they continued clapping and mumbling in between.“Make some noise for our latest model.” It came from Sir Mark, I turned in his direction as soon as I heard the voice, and in no time I looked behind him, around the door, but no one else was there other than us. He winks at me before giving the loudest clap.At that point, I knew it was me, everything was now falling into place. Well, certainly I didn't know how to react to that, but something in me pushed me to wave, and I did. Surprisingly, it works. After a few more rounds of applau
The first thought that I picked was forcing the drink down her throat."You want to give me that, Jane?" I noticed her stillness when I asked and I smirked"Huh?"She readjusted in the bed, covering herself with the duvet before nodding with a smile."huh hmm, sure it's for you, have it." She extended farther to my face. I shook my head and shifted to the edge of the bed."I am fine, thank you. " I tried to smile while watching her reaction. Her forehead tied up instantly, and her brow folded. Just as I suspected, she was disappointed. She must have thought I would give in to her weak praise and drink from her cup.I know she would probably not poison this particular drink, because of the insecure environment. Still, I didn't want to give her a chance or should I say, any reason to think I will eat with her. She knew if I got hurt that night, if no one else should know, the bodyguard behind the door would certainly know she had a hand. I think she wants to gain my trust first. To m
I got off the bed immediately, with all the speed I could generate at that moment. With the way I jump from it, one could suspect that the bed was burning my butt. It was like a natural reflex that I couldn’t help The mention of Jane in the kitchen brought terror and despair, even confusion instantly. Her presence in that kitchen could only bring death. I may not be the victim, because I know of her motives, but another person may be, so I have to stop her immediately. Helen, think of something, I muttered to myself as I rolled my eyes up and down. “Excuse me ma’am” The voice on the other end sounded again, and I realized that she had held her breath, and waited for me to say something. “Oh, that’s nice. I have to wait then. Thank you.” I dropped the phone and rubbed my forehead. I smiled when I realized that I was sitting and rubbing my forehead like Lucas. I guess he has transferred some of this threat to me. This isn’t a time to think about Lucas. For God's sake, it’s a human lif
She stepped out of the elevator which looked like a house, her face was all bright up with a smile. I tried to maintain a calm face too while accessing every detail of her expressions. "I brought your food, ma'am Helen," she said after stepping closer to where I was standing. "My food? You didn't tell me you were a chef Jane" I said to her still smiling. I stepped forward and peeped inside the cart. "What's in there?" I pointed at one of the covered foods. "It's a special egg benedict, I know you'll like it, I made it with hollandaise sauce and a bit of beacon." She said smiling. The name of the food was enough to reject it. I was never a fan of poached eggs. Even as a kid, my mum would always try her best to convince me to eat it, but all her effort was abortive. I placed my right hand on my mouth so I won't be tempted to vomit. "What's that? Don't you like eggs?" She must have noticed my unusual face and probed. "Not really, so Jane, when did you become a chef?" She smiled
I felt her wet nose stick on my legs. She held onto the tip of my trouser while burying her face on my feet. At that point i felt compassionate, i felt like lifting her up and telling her that it was alright. But remembering the evil plot she and Catherine has plotted harden my heart again. I shifted from her and looked up to the other chief. I wanted to know if there was anyone among them that help her out.“Who was with her when she poisoned the food.?” i throw the question on the air, they shrug one after the other and turned in suspicion to one of the chefs. I looked at the four of them carefully, trying to identify any form of fear around them. “Who?” I shouted, this time with a tighten face.I was about intimidating them, when three men with an irregular pattern of cloth came in. They wore black trousers with a white shirt tuck in, the black tie around their neck was not too long, long enough to be allowed in a church choir department. The distinctive different between them and