Keith and Camila came back home and Camila was so tired.“I'm really tired, Keith,” she grumbled, sitting on the bed.“Of course you're tired. You've been jumping around since morning. So, it's expected for you to be tired,” Keith said, holding Camila's legs. “I'll give you a foot massage.”“I would love that. Thank you,” Camila said, lying on the bed comfortably while Keith massaged her feet.“That's good Keith. Please keep up with the good work. I didn't know you knew how to do this stuff,” Camila said, enjoying her massage.“Don't come to me next time because I won't be able to do this for you next time,” Keith joked.“I'll surely come next time and you'll not be able to refuse me. Keith chuckled at what Camila had said. He knew she was telling the truth. He was still going to massage her foot if she ever came again. There was no way he was going to refuse her. When he turned back to look at her, she was already sleeping. He chuckled, keeping her leg quietly, then stood up and kept

Sheila was going downstairs when she met Abraham's annoying assistant. He was just staring at her. Gosh, she hated this man.“What are you staring at? Could you get lost. Do not spoil my day with your presence,” she said, hitting his shoulder while passing. “Fool,” she muttered as the assistant just turned to watch her with a grin expression. She went downstairs to see Abraham already seated eating his food. She didn't even spare him a glance. She sat far away from him.“Still angry about last night, Sheila love?” Abraham asked, smiling sweetly which made Sheila's stomach twist. She hated it when he smiled like that.“This man is really a sick bastard,” she thought. “You should know last night wasn't my fault. It was all on you. You always get on my nerves. I've always told you that your stubbornness could get you killed but you wouldn't listen. Just be a good girl and make me happy by doing as I say and nothing would happen to you but you think doing your thing your way is better wh

“Be careful. Abraham Corner is a very dangerous man. I don't want him hurting you,” Mr. Hockings said, feeling worried for his daughter and for some time now, Sheila felt happy. It has been a long time since her father showed that he cared. “I'll be careful daddy. This time would be different from last time,” Sheila said.“I hope so. We can't afford to flip,” Mr. Hockings said.“I know that daddy. That's why I'm working hard to keep my anger in check and working hard towards the set goals,” Sheila said.“That's good,” Mr. Hockings said, lost in his thoughts. “What did you say you need my help with? I hope you've not gotten yourself in trouble? Mr. Hockings glared hard at Sheila who rolled her eyes.“Calm down, dad. Nothing of that is going to happen anytime soon and about that, I'll tell you when that happens,” Camila calmed her dad down who already looked worried but hid it well. “Come, let's go down. I need to go,” Sheila and her father came downstairs to see the guard Abraham ass

“Dad, come on. This is not the time to leave anybody out. We need to move as one and she didn't blurt out our plan against Thompson,” Sheila reasoned.“I'll tell her. So, who's this your friend who will help us with our plan?” Mr. Hockings asked.“You don't need to bother. I'll tell you when the time is right but first, we have to put our plan to motion immediately and you have to start with telling mum. I need to go downstairs. I can't be here for too long. He might suspect something,” Sheila said, leaving her father grumbling. “Stop doing that and hurry up dad,” she said, going downstairs.“I really hope she knows what she's doing,” Mr. Hockings muttered to himself leaving his office.“Come on, Camila. Be fast. We need to get to the office early. Mrs Genevieve is waiting for us at the office, and I still don't know why she wants to see us,” Keith said, curiously as Camila came out of the dressing room.“Who knows? It might be because of the end of the year business meeting,” Camila

Keith smiled, also liking the idea of Sheila begging. It would really be pleasing to the eyes.“What do you want Sheila?” He asked.“Abraham,” Sheila answered, making them laugh.“You want Abraham? Do I look like I'm holding him?” Keith asked.“I want you to help me bring Abraham down,” Sheila said, resting on her chair.“Help you bring Abraham down?” Keith asked. “And why do you think I'll help you?” “He's your enemy and I could use the help of another enemy to bring him down. Don't get me wrong, I can do that myself but it would be long and boring. If I can get help from you, then the process would be faster,” Sheila said, checking out her nails.“And I ask you again, why do you think I'll help you?” Keith asked, furrowing his eyes.“Because he's your enemy and you'll need help in defeating him,” Sheila said as Keith laughed. “What's funny?” Sheila asked, confused.“You people amaze me. After all you've done to me, you expect me to help you. Unbelievable. Just as your boyfriend cam