"Please stop the car" Jasmine's rasped voice came but the taxi driver didn't do as she had instructed. She repeated what she had said and her request seemed to have annoyed the driver."I'm not stopping till I reach your destination. You two caused me to miss appointments today,do you think you can be able to pay for the damage you caused me by wasting my time?" Marshal knew from the tone of the man's voice that he had been angered. True,they wasted his time but he had underestimated him and how he would have rewarded him handsomely if not for the disrespect he has shown to Jasmine in his presence."Stop the car right now!! Fucking stop the car right now!!" Jasmine screamed hitting the doors of the car as hard as she could.She needed to breath. She needed to walk away because perhaps doing so was going to while away the pains she felt.The car wasn't providing that comfort she needed and only walking down the bush road appeared to do so."Please just stop the car. We'll drop here"
Arun walked into the company building. At first, he heard murmurs around him but he raised his head and walked right in. They were his workers and he had rights over them. For those he beheld their faces sniggering behind his back, he was going to sack and lay off without notice. This was his company and he was going to take it back from the chaos he had left it to be in, especially the new one Maya added. "Welcome back to work sir" His assistant ran over to him as he was approaching. He looked like someone who had not left his job position ever since he left him. "Go on" he instructed sensing that he had wanted reporting something to him. "The warehouse at ....." "I know" Arun sighed and mumbled, cutting him short before he could finish. Of course he knew what had happened to the warehouse, more surprising was that it was his wife who had caused it and was now leading a narrative that it had been caused by enemies and a paid arsonist. And an investigation to discover whom
"Tell the reporters we're no longer taking interviews" But the call was incessant and the caller did not back out from calling. "Have you told what I said?" Maya questioned her chauffer. He had been acting as her secretary the past weeks and she hadn't questioned why nor ready to stop him from doing so, being safe in his company. "The caller seems to have am insider information to tell you ma'am" "What is there to tell me that I haven't heard" she muttered to herself before collecting the phone from him. "Your sister is alive and she is Marshall Yugo's wife" the voice said before the call disconnected. Maya puzzled over the bit of information she had been told. Her sister... Jasmine... Jasmine Padmavati. But Marshall... The Padmavati's... Thinking out loud, the Padmavati's weren't in attendance on the day he unveiled her and there was no sign of even one of the family members. Could it be that what she had been told was true or someone was trying to pull her legs with a fak
The fragrance Maya perceived oozing from her chauffer was somewhat familiar. It's musky scent reminded her of someone she had met at Arun's company before but she couldn't piece whom. As she alighted from the chauffer and began walking up the stairs to take the elevator, then did it happen that her memories were awaken.Yes, she had seen her chauffer from somewhere before. She had run into him on one of her trips down Arun's office. How could she forget. She was angry that day caused by Arun's stupidity and she had bumped into an arrogant man who got her without apologizing. The man had been handsome, the same handsomeness that had caught her attention that day and had caught her attention the day she cheated on Arun with him. The same handsomeness that had made her question why he chose to be a chauffer instead of other flashy titles he could have picked up from his path to success from his good looks. She wanted to smile and feel proud that he had seen working for her as an ho
Maya was growing hot with impatience as well as they all sat waiting for the board members like she thought they were. Jasmine sat in their midst knowing she was whom they were waiting for but didn't bother to speak since none of them didn't ask her. Marshall's secretary had come with her and sat by her side while they both waited, for who ever Arun and jos wife believed they were waiting for. In after what seemed like forever, Maya finally asked her husband whom they were waiting for and if it were still his other board members who held minority rights in the room."The owner of Jasmine companies" he muttered. She stared at him and then at Jasmine. She was there already. Didn't he know that she was the owner? Oh well, how was he to. But at the same time it hinted her at another reason. If Arun didn't see her as coming to represent the jasmine companies, then why was she there and who was she representing. " Of a truth, you are actually looking at the CEO and owner of Jasmine Cor
"Don't you think you're exposing yourself too much for a person that doesn't have her name cleared yet?" Maya asked with all seriousness, facing Jasmine as she did. Jasmine smiled as she knew where she was driving at and Marshall had been wise enough to expect a day like this. "I'm sorry but I do not quiet follow you Mrs. Ruge" she calmly replied. "Oh stop with the silly pretended Jasmine. You don't need to hide the fact that you're Jasmine Jaiswal from me" Jasmine turned to her secretary. "Jasmine Jaiswal is the late daughter of the Jaiswal family. Perhaps you're being mistaken for her ma'am because of the resemblance in your names" he explained. Maya bursted into an uncontrollable laughter. " I swear you're so good at acting Jasmine. You should be given an Oscar because I almost didn't even recognize" " If you would excuse us ma'am, my boss here has a meeting we're attending and we cannot afford to be late for anything" her secretary said again and Jasmine began walking away
"I loved you, Arun. I did, so very much. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. I did agree to. I walked down the altar with you. I took the vows, I fucking took the vows because of you!!" "I never asked you to do that for me Jasmine. You did it on your accord. Don't try to pin the blame on me." "Don't fucking tell me that!! don't fucking tell me that!!" She screamed on top of her lungs, much that the other prisoners in the other ward across hers began to look at her with quizzing eyes. "You know how I hate being abandoned. You know how I hate the feeling. I never agreed to fall in love before because if it. I hated love. My thoughts were always pretty much the same. what if you left me, what if we got separated by death early in life . I'm so used to the feelings of being abandoned, don't fucking tell me that you're doing so. Don't tell me this divorce papers are real. I trust you, please" Her voice came very low and slowly, almost as if she were pleading with a kill
Jasmine's eyes opened and the sharp scent of antiseptic filled her nostrils. She didn't need anyone to tell her that she was in a hospital, the chains that binded her hands and legs to the bed were enough indication. "Jasmineeeee!!!!" She heard her name and she slowly turned to the entrance. The voice was unmistakenly familiar, the only voice that could offer her comfort amidst the turmoil within her soul. It was Mia, her best friend since childhood. They had carried their friendship to their adult ages after the death of their mother's, the tears in her eyes made a tear fall from hers as well. But Mia was not allowed in the ward she was in, so she stood at the entrance. Jasmine already knew why. She has fainted the time of her hearing and had been rushed to the hospital. Say, anytime soon, she would be discharged on the doctor's word and that would be it for her. Her judgement would be pronounced and she would rot in jail for years for a crime her husband, or should she say ex
"Don't you think you're exposing yourself too much for a person that doesn't have her name cleared yet?" Maya asked with all seriousness, facing Jasmine as she did. Jasmine smiled as she knew where she was driving at and Marshall had been wise enough to expect a day like this. "I'm sorry but I do not quiet follow you Mrs. Ruge" she calmly replied. "Oh stop with the silly pretended Jasmine. You don't need to hide the fact that you're Jasmine Jaiswal from me" Jasmine turned to her secretary. "Jasmine Jaiswal is the late daughter of the Jaiswal family. Perhaps you're being mistaken for her ma'am because of the resemblance in your names" he explained. Maya bursted into an uncontrollable laughter. " I swear you're so good at acting Jasmine. You should be given an Oscar because I almost didn't even recognize" " If you would excuse us ma'am, my boss here has a meeting we're attending and we cannot afford to be late for anything" her secretary said again and Jasmine began walking away
Maya was growing hot with impatience as well as they all sat waiting for the board members like she thought they were. Jasmine sat in their midst knowing she was whom they were waiting for but didn't bother to speak since none of them didn't ask her. Marshall's secretary had come with her and sat by her side while they both waited, for who ever Arun and jos wife believed they were waiting for. In after what seemed like forever, Maya finally asked her husband whom they were waiting for and if it were still his other board members who held minority rights in the room."The owner of Jasmine companies" he muttered. She stared at him and then at Jasmine. She was there already. Didn't he know that she was the owner? Oh well, how was he to. But at the same time it hinted her at another reason. If Arun didn't see her as coming to represent the jasmine companies, then why was she there and who was she representing. " Of a truth, you are actually looking at the CEO and owner of Jasmine Cor
The fragrance Maya perceived oozing from her chauffer was somewhat familiar. It's musky scent reminded her of someone she had met at Arun's company before but she couldn't piece whom. As she alighted from the chauffer and began walking up the stairs to take the elevator, then did it happen that her memories were awaken.Yes, she had seen her chauffer from somewhere before. She had run into him on one of her trips down Arun's office. How could she forget. She was angry that day caused by Arun's stupidity and she had bumped into an arrogant man who got her without apologizing. The man had been handsome, the same handsomeness that had caught her attention that day and had caught her attention the day she cheated on Arun with him. The same handsomeness that had made her question why he chose to be a chauffer instead of other flashy titles he could have picked up from his path to success from his good looks. She wanted to smile and feel proud that he had seen working for her as an ho
"Tell the reporters we're no longer taking interviews" But the call was incessant and the caller did not back out from calling. "Have you told what I said?" Maya questioned her chauffer. He had been acting as her secretary the past weeks and she hadn't questioned why nor ready to stop him from doing so, being safe in his company. "The caller seems to have am insider information to tell you ma'am" "What is there to tell me that I haven't heard" she muttered to herself before collecting the phone from him. "Your sister is alive and she is Marshall Yugo's wife" the voice said before the call disconnected. Maya puzzled over the bit of information she had been told. Her sister... Jasmine... Jasmine Padmavati. But Marshall... The Padmavati's... Thinking out loud, the Padmavati's weren't in attendance on the day he unveiled her and there was no sign of even one of the family members. Could it be that what she had been told was true or someone was trying to pull her legs with a fak
Arun walked into the company building. At first, he heard murmurs around him but he raised his head and walked right in. They were his workers and he had rights over them. For those he beheld their faces sniggering behind his back, he was going to sack and lay off without notice. This was his company and he was going to take it back from the chaos he had left it to be in, especially the new one Maya added. "Welcome back to work sir" His assistant ran over to him as he was approaching. He looked like someone who had not left his job position ever since he left him. "Go on" he instructed sensing that he had wanted reporting something to him. "The warehouse at ....." "I know" Arun sighed and mumbled, cutting him short before he could finish. Of course he knew what had happened to the warehouse, more surprising was that it was his wife who had caused it and was now leading a narrative that it had been caused by enemies and a paid arsonist. And an investigation to discover whom
"Please stop the car" Jasmine's rasped voice came but the taxi driver didn't do as she had instructed. She repeated what she had said and her request seemed to have annoyed the driver."I'm not stopping till I reach your destination. You two caused me to miss appointments today,do you think you can be able to pay for the damage you caused me by wasting my time?" Marshal knew from the tone of the man's voice that he had been angered. True,they wasted his time but he had underestimated him and how he would have rewarded him handsomely if not for the disrespect he has shown to Jasmine in his presence."Stop the car right now!! Fucking stop the car right now!!" Jasmine screamed hitting the doors of the car as hard as she could.She needed to breath. She needed to walk away because perhaps doing so was going to while away the pains she felt.The car wasn't providing that comfort she needed and only walking down the bush road appeared to do so."Please just stop the car. We'll drop here"
Arun watched from a corner of his eyes as Maya answered almost all the questions asked by the press she had Invited. She had won. Well, it was obvious she did. She had gotten him to return to their mansion with her where she already had numerous Interviews waiting for their return. And she has made him appear before the camera with her, regardless of how angry he had been. To admit she did have a good plan up her sleeve and her burning his warehouse had garnered pity from the public towards him, sentiments that were fast rising his stocks back into the market. And with what she argued about the recording being adulterated and fake, it was easy to believe too, considering how AI was on the rise in the society and the use of cloning apps. She indeed was smart but the remnants of his anger about her burning his biggest warehouse still remained. "You will go to work after the interview. You'll show the people that you're not backing out from what belongs to you" she said affectionat
"While coming here did you honestly think I was going to believe your cock and bull story?" Jasmine mumbled with a heavy saddened voice from what she had heard. "Who did you even think you are to come here and spill such bullshit before me, expecting me to believe!?" She snapped angered. "Calm down Jasmine.... I" "Calm down? You expect me to calm down after the bullshit you just spilled?" She continued bawling, trying her hardest to prevent the tears that had gathered at her eyes from falling. "I'm sorry but I didn't mean it that way, I only wanted to tell you the truth about..." "Truth? What truth?! Your perfectly crafted cock and bull story? Your imagination? What truth!!" "Just who the fuck did you even think you are!! What gave you the right and impetus to say this to me!"" I was the..."Again Jasmine cut her short. But his time her voice was calmer than how angry she had been before. She was still, as if she had received a new revelation. "Ofcourse. Did I forget. You're
"From the house worker at the Jaiswal's I was able to ask, the young Jasmine had cried alot arguing that someone had killed her mother that rainy night after she was tucked into her bed, but her father had silenced her saying it was in her imagination" "Why would her father do such a thing, he should have listened to the young girl and found out the truth concerning what she had said" "That was what I said too but well, you're about to find out why he did what he did soon"" Her father apparently struck a deal with the little girl. He was to bribe the media into not talking about the suicide she was ruled to have committed, reasons being for his daughter not to live her life reading all over the media about how her mother committed suicide" he continued, pausing at intervals to study Marshal ans the rapt attention he was paying to his narration. " Who ever would hear that would say he is a very caring and thoughtful father"" That was what I wanted to say too but keeping quiet beca