“Common, precious how come you have the guts to ask me that kind of dirty question?” He turned around to her with a disgusting look. Precious looking at his facial expression knew that she had crossed the line so she turned around to him with a sigh of relief, ”I’m so sorry for asking that kind of dumb question. Believe me when I say that I didn't ask that purposely.” She pleaded with him. He exhaled silently, “I know that you want to ask a thousand and one questions on what transpired between me and Anna but I believe some things are meant to be private.” He made it clear to her. “It's fine Mason. You don't have to tell me everything even though I keep on pestering you which is a turn off but I promise you that I won't ask you any questions about who she is to you anymore.” She made her intentions clear to him. “It's fine, Precious. Let's just assume that we didn't get to have this kind of conversation between ourselves.” “Does that mean that you've accepted my little apology
“Yes! Everything is okay. Precious. But, I want you to do me a favor.” “A favor?” She looked at him feeling amazed. “Yes!” He smiled back at her. “What could that be?” She asked him patiently waiting for his response. “I want you to fasten your seat belt and hold onto the chair so tight because it's about to be a long ride,” he advised her. “Mason, I hope it's not what I'm thinking that you are about to do.” He shook his head and reached out to her, “Just fasten your seat belt and do what I ask you to do.” “But, why are you…” before she could finish her sentence Mason zoomed off at a very fast speed. “Mason, this is risky. I don't want to die now at all kindly reduce the speed limit.” Her eyes were closed as she held onto Mason's wrist. Mason didn't even pay attention to her but was more focused on the cars before him. “Mason, turn off the ca I want to come down. I don't want to reach the bus stop again.” Precious shouted at the top of her voice begging Mason. “Why?
“And, who are you to ask me that kind of question again?” she eyed at him from his head down to his toe.He moved closer to where she stood and bent closer to perceive the odour coming out of her mouth to be sure that she hasn’t been drinking, “Have you been drinking, Anna?”“Do I look like someone that is drunk to your eyes for you to ask me that kind of question? She yelled at him in anger.“Well, in case you don’t know there is no difference between you and a drunkard from the way you are speaking.” he made it clear to her without minding how she would react to his statement.Anna gave him deaf ears and tried once again to make an entrance to the room but she was pushed back by James.“Can’t you see that I’ve had a long day and my body aches so bad all I want right now is to go in there to rest my head and sleep.” “If you truly want to go in there to rest your head and sleep then you have to tell me where you are coming from.” ‘“How about I tell you where I went to immediately I
“Father! Father!” Mason kept shouting his father's name all around the mansion where his father lived to get a response but yet to no avail. Everywhere was silent like a graveyard and this was unlike his father. “What could be happening? Is there something going on that I'm not aware of?” he stopped at the entrance of the mansion and muttered slowly to himself. “Are you sure someone hasn't raided this mansion?” He questioned himself. “No! I don't think anyone is capable of raiding this place without getting punched. But, come to think of it for a second my father sent me a text in urgency and it feels as if he was in danger.” “Enough! I'll enter this mansion and I'll know what exactly is going on.” He inhales and exhales, placing his hands on his chest and saying a short prayer. “Let's do this, Mason. At the count of three. One… two. Three…” he pushed the door of his father's mansion that led to the sitting room. “Why is everywhere still dark? What exactly is going on in h
Andrew struggled with his breath to speak up but as he kept on trying his voice wasn't loud enough. “Father, tell me this is a prank. What the hell is happening right now? “ he yelled out loud feeling so paranoid. “I.. I.. Want..” Andrew placed his head on the floor and started convulsing. “Fuck! This is unbelievable.” Mason stood up from the floor and started pacing around with his hands moving around his hair. “Sir, do you want me to call his doctor for you?” One of the maids reached out to Mason for help. “How about we get you some water to give Mr. Andrew.” Another maid suggested as they tried their best to come up with a solution. Mason who was seen pacing round and round the dining table thinking of the next solution to do calmly said to himself, “I think I know what to do.” He carried his father off the floor and took him to the room. “Sir Mason, what exactly are you doing? Do you think taking him in there will revive him? We need to rush him to the hospital before
They all stared at him without any response coming out of their mouth. “Are you guys deaf? I asked who poisoned my father,” he shouted at them at the top of his voice with a straight look. They all looked at each other starting from the maids down to the guards and responded to him in unison, “Nobody sir.” Ha! Ha! Mason laughed out loud looking at each other in their eyes moving from one point to another. “So, what you guys are trying to tell me is that I'm a liar, right?” He stopped for a moment and raised his eyebrows. “No sir! We are just saying that we didn't poison our boss. Mr. Andrew has been a very good fellow to us and he treats us like his own family so why are we going to poison him.” The eldest among them spoke up her voice cracking as tears streamed down from her eyes. “Enough!” He commanded them with his hand raised signifying to them to hold their voice. “Does that mean that I'm a liar?” He asked them one more time. “No sir! That's not what she meant. S
After waiting for up to thirty minutes just to catch up with a bus Precious finally found one and quickly rushed into it as the drizzling rain was pouring on her body. “Welcome ma'am. Where are you headed to?” The driver welcomed her in with a smile on her face. “Drop me at Keyamo cafe. Thank you.” She responded to the driver while her attention was still focused on her phone. “Alright, ma'am.” He started his engine and zoomed off to her location with his head moving alongside the rhythm of the music. Precious was so focused on her phone that she didn't care what the road was like, “Let's meet at Keyamo Cafe. I have a lot of things to tell you about what I witnessed today.’ She sent the text to an unknown number and switched off her phone. The driver looked at her through his car mirror and noticed that she was feeling uncomfortable and unrelaxed. “Ma'am, it feels as if something is going on through your mind. Do you mind sharing with me?” Precious shook her head and scoff
Mason left his father's room after sealing his cheek with a kiss and headed over to where the CCTV room was being controlled. “Gotcha!” He jumped out of joy and anger mixed in his feelings and made a silent walk to the room. “It's time to know who the real culprits are.” He pulled out the chair and sat on it with his eyes focused on the screen looking for any slight proof. Precious rested her back on the chair and placed her phone on the table. “I think Mason is not who we know him as.” She spoke up to Louisa. Louisa rolled her eyes, “Is this what you want to tell me about?” “Yes! We both need to join our hands together and think of better ways to find out who he is and what exactly is his mission in that company.” Louisa laughed out loud, “I think you hit your head on the wall, right?” “What made you say that?” She rolled her eyes at her. “That's because you are talking out of context. Oh! What am I even saying? Didn't I see that he carried you to your destination toda