Richester was baffled as he couldn’t get the full details of the conversation he heard but one thing was certain, “the Mandelas” was the prime suspect.He concentrated on organ transplant surgery in order not to cause any failure.The relatives, individuals, and press were patiently waiting outside, the press most especially covering the event and everything that was happening in Rich Hospital. The viewers were beginning to have a different opinion on how they saw Richester as they waited for him to be out of the OR.The surgery lasted for a couple of hours. Richester stepped out of the OR with a deep exhale, he had beads of sweat on his forehead as he washed his hands with sanitizer on the sink. He pulled out the nose mask and dumped them in the trash can.“Move him to a free hospital room.” He instructed the nurses that assisted them which they did without protest.He met Stanley in the hallway who shot him an impressed thumbs up. As soon as he stepped into the waiting area, everyon
“Right now, I’m certain that Madam Harriet has a hand in my case, Zoey’s case, and a few recorded deaths in Mandela Hospital.” He said brazenly, still pondering. He looked at his grandmother.“If so, we need to get more evidence and put them behind bars.” Grandma Pia said vividly, he agreed skeptically.“I feel they aren’t doing these alone. Someone is behind them and if we are arresting anyone, it should be the main culprit and not his lackeys.” Richester commented.“Then, how are we going to catch him?” She rubbed her forehead. “I know they would never expose him so fast, they would even bear all tortures to protect his identity.” She sighed heavily.“I don’t know - - I also don’t know how to draw them close because we are enemies as it stands.” He rubbed his chin, thinking rashly.“If so, I have someone you can work with.” Grandma Pia said with a serious voice and he faced her, looking at her anxiously.“Who could it be?” He mumbled.“Come in.” She flicked her hand in the air and S
“You didn’t do it with her, did you?” Bianca shouted at Damien immediately as he stepped into her bedroom.“Take it easy and calm your voice down. Someone might hear you.” He instructed her in a low tone but she didn’t care.“I don’t care anymore, should I?” She crossed her arms. “When will all these be over?” She sucked.“I don’t know yet. Stella is becoming suspicious.” He rubbed his forehead.“Does this mean you will keep fucking her until she is no longer suspicious or something?” She yelled at his face in annoyance.“I thought you understood before coming here!” He sprang from the bed. “If you are going to mess everything up, I won't hesitate to send you back.” He spat at her face in contempt.Bianca was taken aback as she had never seen such a sight of her husband before, he exhaled sharply.“Secondly, I didn’t fuck her. She is in her period!” He said conclusively and stormed out of the bedroom.Bianca fumbled on the bed in annoyance, she was getting irritated and tired already.
Damien rolled on the seat with a cold smile on his face, across from him was his bank manager.The man finally lifted his head from the document he was reading.“Mr. Damien, the account is open to receive funds.” The man assured him.“That’s great.” He nodded sharply. “And the savings, how much do I have there?” He raised a slight brow and the man’s eyes returned to the computer, his hands got busy on the keyboard.“$12.5 billion.” The man replied.“How come?” He startled a bit, trying not to look bothered. “What happened?” He questioned the manager seriously.“Madam Bianca transferred about $30 billion to her account.” He informed him and immediately Damien slapped his hand on the desk.“How dare she?!” He growled in anger. “Why? Why did you grant her access?” His brows furrowed as he stared at the banker devilishly.“S- she is your wife, sir.” He stuttered.“Wife?” Damien scoffed loudly. By this time, some of the bank personnel were already wondering what was happening between them.
“Can you not do this, this morning?” Stella groaned in annoyance as she came down the stairs.Damien followed her with his hand on Bianca’s ear while dragging her behind him.“I don’t mean to ruin your morning but she needs to leave,” Damien said seriously.“Leave?” Bianca scoffed, struggling away from his grip. “I’m not moving an inch out of this house,” Bianca said scornfully.“I don’t understand what’s going on here. Yesterday, you two were acting lovey-dovey and now, you are quarreling.” Stella curled her lips. “What kind of drama are you two acting?” Stella asked anxiously.“I want her out of this house! She stole my money frequently and I can’t continue to condone such an attitude. She needs to return!” He said abruptly.“This is my house and I’m never leaving.” Bianca seriously rambled with words and didn’t know when she spilled the wrong one.“Your house?” Stella rolled her eyes in disgust. “Now, I’m with him and you must leave. I’m done accepting your nuisance!” Stella spat a
“What are you doing here?” They asked themselves at almost the same time and faced each other.“I came for the same thing you came for.” He swallowed hard.Richester took Amanda to Grandma Pia’s mansion, though she reluctantly followed in order not to cause suspicion in Mandela's mansion.“The vault?” She rolled her eyes. “I’m never giving it out.” She tightened her grip.“What are you going to do with it?” He rubbed his nose, staring at her scornfully because he doubted if she had the password.“What else? Crack the password out of course.” She scoffed, giving the vault a second look.“I have the password.” He cleared his throat. “How about we unlock it together?” He raised a brow and her eyes widened.“You have the password?” She tried not to react convinced, staring at him intently. “Why should I believe you?” She batted her lashes.“Because you have just three chances, otherwise the vault will be deemed useless.” He scorned, looking proud. He felt courageous because he knew the pro
“Mum, why are you screaming? What is it?” Stella asked anxiously, staring at her mother intently.“Where is it? Who took the stuff that I kept!?” Madam Harriet barked at their faces.“What stuff?” Damien questioned.Madam Harriet exhaled sharply when she realized that none of them had an idea where she had kept it, not even Stella. She was only wailing her tail without a master.“Mum, are you okay?” Stella snapped her out of her thoughts.“I - -, did someone come here?” Madam Harriet stammered.“Someone?” They rubbed their chin.“I didn’t see anyone here when I came in.” Bianca rattled out with her hands in the air.“That reminds me.” Stella began and everyone faced her. “The security at the entrance told me something about a burglary in our mansion,” Stella informed her.“Burglary?” Madam Harriet gasped, her eyes shooting sharp daggers at Damien and Stella. “Why didn’t anyone inform me?!” She queried with a loud voice.“That’s because it wasn’t necessary.” Damien found his voice back
The calm soul catchy music played in the background as couples and business partners on each exclusive reserved table enjoyed their time.“Why did you invite me over?” Stella broke the silence, staring at him in disgust. She doesn’t look pleased to be with him and wasting her time on a date but would be thrilled if he was with Bianca, Stella was one insatiable woman just like human needs.“A lot has been happening these days and we barely have time for ourselves.” He curled his lips, with affection permeating his eyes.“I miss you so much, my woman.” He said, grabbing her hand on the desk.Stella scoffed in mockery while pulling her hand. “Are you stupid?” She shook her head. “There is a lot on our plates now and you are talking about love.” She scorned him.“Does that mean a married couple should love?” He tried not to feel hurt no matter how sharp her words were piercing into his impatient heart. “We have nothing to do with Mum’s vault.” He reminded her.“Right? But we are both susp