All Chapters of The Bargain : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“The sleeve of this dress is similar to her skin tone. It would be difficult for anyone to notice it was her real skin. With a full coverage makeup, even she would doubt she was ever injured.”“Pity you don’t have the remedy for my pains too.” Racheal said quietly.The man paused, and stuttered.He was the head of a glam team she had not seen before, and she did not like him.He smiled too much, but it was an unkind smile. She noticed how badly he had been treating his team since they got here.She suspected that he’s was Danna’ Sherrod’s private glam team.She had brought him here, and only someone like her would work with such a nasty man.“Less talk, more work Nico.” Danna Sherrod said, taking a seat.The woman had come to her suite early that morning with the presidency's doctor. She waited for the doctor to check all her wounds, and take the bandage off her head.She waited quietly still for her to bathe and eat, more quiet than Racheal had ever seen her. She didn’t know the woman

“Wait.” Steffan said, and got out of the car.He waved Isaac away to open Racheal’s door himself. He held out his hand, and she placed hers in his.“Thank you.” She said, wincing a little as she stepped out of car.He had pulled a little too strongly on her right arm, where she had been cut.“What is it?” Steffan asked, pulling her close. She avoided looking at his face.“Let’s just get done with this.” She replied.He was about to hold her hand as he usually did, but stopped halfway, remembering that hand was scarred. He frowned, and placed his hand on her waist.“Let’s go.” He led her into the building amidst a few flashes from cameras.It felt like her first press conference all over.The difference now was the location. The hall was better designed and furnished.The only important person here was the presidential aide, all the other people here were lower presidential staff members, and the press.Racheal quickly realised what the President and First lady were doing.They were pr

Racheal spent the next few days in absolute silence. She did not resist the doctor coming to check her wounds, and refix her bandages. Steffan did not leave their suite the whole time, except when Jade visited. She was the only one Racheal wanted to have a conversation with. She was grateful Jade did not ask her why she lied too. She did not even talk about the press conference. On one of those days, the intelligence officer arrived to tell Racheal that her father was asking to speak to her. She looked at the woman for so long that Steffan thought she would not reply, and spoke up on her behalf. “Racheal cannot speak with him today.” “I will speak with

The rotary wings of the helicopter spinned, making the clothes of the team fly. Racheal walked past the huge trucks from different companies that had arrived on their request. Some brands had up to five trucks present.“You invited the press?” She shouted over the noise of the helicopter to Terry. He gave her a what-did-you-think look. “I need to speak to the sick among them first.” Racheal said.“I will go speak with the camp manager.” Nasir said hurrying away. Racheal looked up at the camp buildings. They were all in a need of urgent repair. How could Spencer Sherrod abandon a displacement camp in this condition? Or did he not know a place like this existed. He had to know.The camps back in Xen were in much better conditions. “Mrs Sherrod, we need to get pictures.” Terry said, walking closer to her. He saw the look of disagreement in her eyes and spoke up before she could protest. “We need to prove to the public that we are actually working.” Racheal sighed and turned ar

The manager wheeled further outside, far away from the building they had just exited. Racheal looked around at the other buildings where the workers were also taking supplies. She hoped the reliefs were being distributed evenly.“Where is Zuri?” She asked Terry who was walking beside her on the lawn. She noticed the manger wheeling directly towards a high wall. “She is supervising the distribution of the relief item.” Terry responded. Racheal glanced behind and saw her guards were keeping the journalists from following them. She looked away quickly, hoping no more accidents would happen and cause another journalist's death.She hurried forward and caught up with the manager, just as he arrived at the wall.“I have not been here in a while. My conscience can’t take it.” The manager said.Racheal noticed a gate she had not seen before, it was small and green with moss so that it blended with the wall.“What is behind this wall?” She asked “You’ll see.” The manager said, and knock