The conference room was tensed up. Isabella sat directly opposite Clara while Diana sat at an angle between them. Together, they formed a triangle. The table between them was white in colour and had a recorder on it. ‘Why are you doing this?’ Isabella asked; her voice calm and menacing. ‘I beg your pardon?’ Clarasaid. She clutched her bag and stood up, getting ready to leave. ‘Why are you giving this testimony about a man you supposedly loved and cherished?’‘I never said I loved him. I was going to. Maybe I would have loved him if he treated me right.’ ‘But what you are doing right now can be said to be character assassination. Do you know that?’‘I am not attacking someone I did not know. This man knows me, wooed me and dated me for almost two years.’‘Did he promise to marry you?’ Isabella asked.‘We were getting there?’‘Then what went wrong?’‘Nothing. Absolutely nothing. It is what he does. When he has used you to a certain time, he just breaks off the agreement.’‘Was there
The story in the morning newspaper became the hottest topic in town. All of Beaumont’s elite and every other person in the city rushed to get a copy for themselves. Clara had just seen the story when the office clerk dropped a copy on her office table. She rushed to her phone quickly to talk to her mother.‘Have you seen the newspaper today?’Diana was quiet. She too had seen the paper and it was not good for her and for the Robert family. She had hoped it would not come out like this. ‘Mom, are you there?’ Clara asked. Clara suspects that her mother already knows. She was impatient for answers and her mother’s silence was not helping. ‘Clara you shouldn’t be listening to gossip. You should have worked to do it.’‘Mom it is not gossip. It is on the morning news. All of Beaumont knows about it. What have you done?’There was more silence. ‘Mom speak to me.’ Clara was growing impatient.‘I did what I did to keep our family business afloat. You can blame me all you want but I did what
Michael was confident that, with Diana Roberts in custody, his revenge scheme would succeed in bringing about the ultimate humiliation of the Roberts family. Even so, Grandpa Robert made him push it aside because he knew he could always reach out and take care of the elderly man if the need arose. He was the only member of the family to treat him with dignity, and he frequently referred to him as the son he wished he had.‘Mom speak to me.’ Clara was growing impatient.‘I did what I did to keep our family business afloat. You can blame me all you want but I did what I did because I am a mother and someday, you will understand what I did.’‘You mean you got mingled with drug trafficking and you are saying I shouldn’t judge you?’ Clara’s voice was rising.Young woman, get a hold of yourself. I am still your mother and I deserve respect from you. That which you have read from the newspaper is just story until it is proven. And I have done nothing wrong but to care for you and your brothe
Michael nods approvingly. The waiter arrives with glasses and a bottle of drink, and after placing them on the table, proceeds to pour it in glasses. They didn’t say anything to themselves till the waiter left. It was Michael who broke the silence.‘Where do you stay now?’ he picks up his glass, hands it to Isabella and he takes the second.‘I am sorry I won’t tell yet, till I find out who it is that came to rob me.’Michael nods and says, ‘I understand.’Isabella nods too and asks. ‘What have you been up to? Any new business deals?‘Baby, why haven’t you been picking my calls? Is she the reason for the distraction?’ Michael froze as he saw the prostitute stroll into the lounge and threw herself between Isabella and him. The prostitute stroked his chin, totally ignoring Isabella.‘Baby has missed you, though it is healthy and strong.’ The prostitute continues, rubbing the curvature of the emerging bulge that was her stomach, with one hand while still rubbing Michael’s chin.Isabella
Michael was confident that, with Diana Roberts in custody, his revenge scheme would succeed in bringing about the ultimate humiliation of the Roberts family. Even so, Grandpa Robert made him push it aside because he knew he could always reach out and take care of the elderly man if the need arose. He was the only member of the family to treat him with dignity, and he frequently referred to him as the son he wished he had.Even with Diana in prison, Michael wasn’t satisfied. He wanted more; he wanted to bring the Robert family name to ruin so that they would know not to treat people like shit or as stepping stones to success. He decided to hire a detective, Nicholas Romo. He came highly recommended by Cynthia, whom he had confided in. She had said he was the best at what he does and he doesn’t leave any fingerprints or mark that he was in a place. So he arranged to meet Nicholas in a dingy bar, on the outskirts of Beaumont city. Despite its look on the outside, the bar was filled to th
News broke in the town the following morning. It was about Roberts. Diana had escaped from police detention. Everyone was talking about it on the television, radio, social media and even the blogs. Diana had escaped from the facility where she was held pending when her case would be moved to court for legal proceedings. The night before, a police officer had gone to her cell to give her some food and beddings. She had overpowered the officer and ran out of the cell. Then making her way to the laundry rooms, Diana found an open window and climbed out. People were advised to relay any information they had about Roberts or Diana to the nearest police station. When the police arrived at the Roberts family mansion to find Diana, they didn’t find anyone at home. And seeing that there was a possibility that Diana and her children had left town, they put out an announcement to the public in the hope of finding them.Michael was in his office waiting for Abraham and to hear from Luke his Henc
‘Why is Michael still alive?’ Roberts Snr asked Steven roberts. They were outside on the corridor of the floor where the governor’s ball was held. There was nobody close by and it was not breezy that night.‘It wasn't my job to handle that part. Was it?’ Steven Roberts replied. His eyes were fixed somewhere else other than his uncle. ‘I ask again, why is Michael Solomon still alive?’Steven Roberts didn’t answer. He squeezed his face and looked elsewhere.‘I see you have grown some balls. I haven’t heard from you or my spy in weeks and I show and you have no explanation for me. That is fine. I see that you want to run this family to the ground. That is fine. But I can tell you categorically that, I would sooner have you kicked out of our family than have you ruin all the hard work we have done so far.’‘I haven’t ruined anything. You made the arrangements to have someone come over and kill Michael. And you didn’t think to inform me.’‘Do have to inform you about doing anything for my
Burdened by the shame and disgrace of the suit against her mother, Clara decided to reach out to Michael to help. Michael refused to see her but after a lot of begging, decided to meet with her. They agreed to meet in a quiet park in the middle of the night to keep away from prying eyes.On his way there, his mind flashed back to the day of the divorce. Everything came to him as if he were in that scent that day.‘Thank you for agreeing to meet with me Michael.’ Clara said. Michael nodded. It was not his plan for them to stay long so that the fewer words he said, the faster the conversation would be, or so he hoped. Clara continued.‘Please is there any way you can help me with this case? It is tearing me apart.’‘I wish I could. I don’t know how to help you.’ Michael responded.There was silence. Clara continued,‘or is it that you don’t want to help me at all?’Michael didn’t say anything. it pained him to Clara this way. He had loved her genuinely and she knew so. He had loved her