FINALLY

CHAPTER SEVEN: FINALLY

Alan woke up the next day to find out that his phone was missing. He looked over to see Valerie sleeping soundly under the covers, which irritated him. He let out an annoyed huff, got out of bed, and started searching for his phone.

After thirty minutes of ransacking the entire room, he still couldn't find it.

"He walked up to where Valerie lay and picked up a pillow, smacking her head twice. She sat up, looking confused and dissatisfied.

"What is it?" she asked, holding her head and massaging it.

"I can't find my phone. Where did you put it?"

Valerie scoffed, rolled her eyes, and got out of bed.

"How am I supposed to know where your phone is? Why don't you ask Mini?"

"What do you mean by that? She is my assistant!" he growled.

"Who says she isn't?" Valerie countered.

"I don't know what you're insinuating or what's going on in your small brain, but whatever you think you're doing now. Stop it," he snarled, grabbing her wrists.

Her countenance contorted into a smirk as she yanked her wrists away from his grasp.

"I'm not doing anything, I am simply doing wife and mommy duties, " she replied caustically

"If I find out that you have something to do with everything that is going on, I won't hesitate to throw you and your son in an incinerator, " he snarled in a whisper tone.

He started to make his way to the door and she asked a question that had been bothering her since last night.

"Why was my father not at the party last night?"

He stopped in his tracks and turned to face her, a wicked smirk forming at the corner of his mouth.

"Who cares?"

She walked up to him, holding his arm.

"We had a deal, Alex, he is supposed to be allowed to come see me at every Christmas party, don't be like this now, " she pleaded

"You're in my space Valerie, " he said and pushed her away from him and left the room.

Valerie rushed to grab her silk nightgown jacket because she was wearing a silk cropped singlet and shorts, she rushed after Alex.

"Where are you going? Give me answers. What have you done with my father? " she asked, but he kept on ignoring her as he walked away.

Valerie noticed that he was going to his study, so she continued to go after him.

When they reached the dark hall where his Study was situated, he grabbed her by the hand, his hands moved to her neck, pressing her against the wall. Her eyes bulged out of their socket as she struggled to breathe and speak. Her lips quivered as she let out choked whimpers. Tears trickled down her chin as she realized that no one was around the area, to save her. Her mind constantly drifted to her son and Alan's promise.

Loud footsteps of someone running echoed through the hall, Alex dropped her and walked into his study. Valerie lay on the floor, clutching her neck softly as she gasped for air, tears freely flowed down her chin as she felt a hand on her thigh.

"Alan, " she managed to say.

"Hey, it's okay. Let's get you up, " he said and when he noticed that she couldn't stand on her own, he put his hands under her thighs and carried her in bridal style.

He made his way to leave the hall when they both heard Alex yell and things being smashed. They looked at each other questionably as Alan turned to go back to check what happened.

The office was in disarray, papers and shards of glass, scattered on the floor. Alex stood in the room, his hands on his head as he faced the window that overlooked the estate.

Valerie asked Alan to put her down and she leaned into him to prevent herself from falling. The red marks on Valerie's neck coming into view.

"What's the matter?" Alan asked and Alex turned around panting, holding his head and running his hands through his hair. He looked at the camera that was situated in the corner of the ceiling and he saw that someone stuck chewing gum to the camera.

"The blue file. Someone was in this office, " he growled, panting.

"So? It's just an office and a blue file, make a new one, " Alan said uninterested in what kind of mental breakdown he was having.

Alex walked up to Alan, his breath fanning his face. "That blue file is my life, everything will be ruined, the company everything, "

Alan pushed Alex away from him.

"You mean the company that you already started ruining? You know that I came to LA because of your overspending, money laundering ass, right? "

Alex paced around the office holding his head, he remembered that he had the computer where the camera was connected, he rushed into the connecting door and found nothing. More screams and growls escaped Alex's mouth as he destroyed more things in his office.

Alan immediately left the room, holding on to Valerie. When they left the area he looked around and asked Valerie if she had any affinity with what just went on.

Valerie shook her head to say no.

"After the party, I went upstairs to check on Kevin because Fareeda said he had a fever and I went to take a shower after and sleep, "

Alan wasn't sure what the contents of the blue file were or why it mattered to Alex, but he knew it was important.

"What were you doing in his office then?" he asked when they reached Valerie's room.

Valerie sighed and opened the door, allowing Alan to enter.

"I overheard Alex on the phone, talking about gathering money and leaving. So when he left the room, I checked the drawer," she explained, pointing to it. "I found wads of cash and a statement of withdrawal indicating a total of 300 million USD. I hid it, but when I came back to check, it was gone. That's why I was in his office."

Alan nodded, processing everything that she had just said.

"Did you find anything else useful in his office?" he inquired, and Valerie shook her head, indicating that she hadn't.

He sighed, feeling frustrated.

"What do you think?" Valerie asked.

"Someone is definitely onto us," he replied.

Outside the room, someone's head was pressed against the door, listening in on all the conversations that they were having.

Ah, the fun that they were all going to have is inevitable.

The anticipation of what was to come filled them with excitement.

Seven years was a really long wait time to execute a revenge plan.

Finally