All Chapters of MISS GOLD DIGGER: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

One look at the caller, and he quickly excused himself. I took a sneak peek at his phone, and it had Ellen as the caller. I wonder what I was expecting anyway. I waved him off and went downstairs after a few minutes to see Dean speaking to Oliver. I couldn't help but imagine what he could be telling Dean with all seriousness if not to warn him to stay away from me. "Hey, is everything okay?" I was beginning to get worried." Dean asked the minute I came over. "Sorry, I should have called; I ran into a friend and had a little catching up," I said. "Oh, ok," Oliver gave me a side eye, but I ignored it. I walked away from both men with the excuse of getting something to eat. I took a plate to dish out food from the feast right before me. "The puppy has a new owner now." I heard Mrs. Caine's voice from behind me, but I ignored her anyway. The last thing I want is another confrontation with her. "You should take more food, you poor thing; I don't think that would be enough," she chuc

It's been one week since the incident at the office, but why the gray sedan was still on my ass beats me.It was more like a third leg following me everywhere. I was in the room one evening preparing to step out for a date. Yes, I know what you are thinking.I am not going to let any man tie my ass down, nor will I allow anyone to kill my dreams.That dream of living in wealth and affluence, I checked myself out in the mirror, and I was looking so good.I picked up my clutch and my phone to step out. But decided to take a final look at my date, to feed my eyes before I gaze on the real thing.Nick Barnes is one of the most talked about eligible bachelors in New York City. I heard he lost his father recently to a terrible accident, making him the sole heir of his father's fortunes.I feel so terrible, but it's great news. I mean, now is the perfect time for him to get married, and I heard he recently broke up with his girlfriend. Are you thinking what am thinking? You know what that m

To think I was taking shit from the security guy to find out more about the shipment only for Oliver to hand it over to me on a platter without ass-licking anyone. I felt the urge to shove my foot down the security guy's throat but decided not to. I have always known that our system was dysfunctional, but I never imagined that our system was rotten to this extent.For heaven's sake, why would he traffic these little girls in a container halfway across the world? I could feel my blood boiling and my muscles cringing while watching the video.But one thing still baffles me: where do they all go? I mean, the girls. He gets the shipment every month; where does he keep these girls?It takes a lot of work and connection to keep this kind of deal off the police and the media raiders. I was lost in my world losing track of time. I looked up from the video I was watching to see Oliver dozing off with his head leaning on the window.I sighed, "He has gotten thinner." I whispered to myself; he

I haven't seen Oliver ever since the incident with Ellen; at first, I was pissed, hoping to see him and return the slap, but when I remembered he gave me a video of Carson trafficking young girls, I became scared for him.I worried that he must have told her those things because he was scared. But I couldn't bring myself to call him; the last thing I want is another visit, from Ellen. But anyway, I was kind of glad it wasn't Carson or Geoffrey; it wouldn't have gone after the slap, and maybe it would have been a bullet to my head.I was still lost in thought thinking about what best to do and how to go about it when I heard my phone ringing. I grabbed the phone from my desk, hoping to be done with the call before Tanner caught me.She is literally on my neck lately; I guess Geoffrey threatened the shit out of her when he came for Barker's file and she decided to take it out on me like she always did.One look at the caller ID, and I was pissed. I thought I made it clear that I didn't

I could swear I saw that guard standing behind me the day Ellen visited me; normally I shouldn't have recalled, but they scared the shit out of me."What is he doing here?" I asked myself, hurriedly walking into the building, hoping Ellen didn't send him here to kill me just because I called Oliver. I mean, that will be madness, but it isn't beneath her anyway."Hey," I heard a male voice yelling behind me, and I quickly increased my pace, almost running."Hey, stop," he kept yelling, but something was off about him; he wasn't yelling at the top of his voice; it was more like he didn't want to attract attention to himself.But I will be damned to stand around and find out what he wanted."Stop, I just want to talk," he said in a whispering tone.I stabbed the elevator button with my fingers, occasionally looking back to see if he had caught up with me.The elevator door pulled open, and I quickly ran inside, stabbing the button to close faster.The door was almost closed when he stuck