A Trillionaire’s Revenge

Two days later..

I pace around the living room anxious, as I await aunt Ruth's call. My legs are hurting in my Louboutin heels but I ignore. Luke had gotten me an iPhone, a gesture he believed meant that he now trusted me completely.

Luke had gone to work, and the house was as quiet as usual. I hadn't seen or heard from Laurel for a few days and I couldn't deny the fact that I was worried if she was alright. The Laurel I knew would have been pissing me off everyday, continuously.

Aunt Ruth's text comes in and I read. I had asked her to reach out to Rocky and José respectively. I had to know exactly what he intended to do so I could stop him on time.

Aunt Ruth; Child, for the love of God tell your husband who Rocky is! I have just spoken to Rocky and he wasn't even keen on telling me anything and was even extremely rude to me.

I text back; No, Aunt! No, please, I can never ever tell Luke the truth because I fear for Rocky's life! What did José say?

Aunt Ruth; He only said he knows you've been brainwashed and that he's with Rocky no matter what decision he makes.

I don't reply her last text because I didn't know exactly what to say.

"Emmanuele!" I call as I sit on the couch. I am rubbing my temple as she arrives.

"Madam, are you having a headache? Do you need a massage or some medicine?"

"No, no, Emmanuele, may I have a glass of water, please?"

as she rushes to get a

water and I'm grateful. "Thank you." I say, handing

is Laurel?" I ask, genuinely wondering where she

her in two days." She

"She left?"

know, I'd find out for

nod, "What's for

to Mr. Carrington's meal plan, steak, guacamole, calamari corn soup

but may I have spaghetti bolognese

madam. You may. I'll get

I'm allergic."

on television and the WiFi is acting up so I'm unable to watch anything on Netflix so I decide to take a tour and familiarize

had taken two packs of Hershey's dark chocolate from the pantry and I was glad I went there. I stand in front of Luke's study and wonder for a good minute if I'd be doing the right thing by entering without

properly scanning the place for the first time. The room is warm, as the fire place is lit. The mahogany chairs were shiny, properly cleaned. My eyes fall on the full jug of water. Luke's pictures were hung in different directions of the room and I smile to myself

lot of files on the table, but what catches my attention is the shelf of awards besides the fire place. I move closer and take a count. Twenty one awards in total.

on his chair and look round the room. There's a picture of Jesus on the table and I pick it to have a closer look but my hand hits the jug and the water pours all over the

by the water. I drop them on the dry side of the table but the contents of a particular document falls on the floor. I take tissue

pick the documents but my phone rings.