Keith could feel Camila's eyes bore into his back as he made his way towards the restroom. He knew exactly where he was going since he was very familiar with the restaurant, this was not his first time coming here and he also happened to be well acquainted with the owner of the place, and were also into business together. And besides he had no business going into the restroom, he just had to go there and wait_It had been a day since Frank came to meet him desperate for his protection and he had been wondering ever since if he made the best choice by not helping. Frank was an asshole, a liar, a betrayal, and lots more but does that mean he deserved death? Keith had not doubted for a second when Frank said the Hockings would kill him, he knew just exactly what the vile Hockings family could do, after all, he had also been a victim of their whole charade and evil plots. Even though he did not trust Frank, he was not a man anyone should be trusting, and not to mention that Frank was n
“What you did was too far, Keith. You took away everything, did you ever think of how we'll survive?”“And I'm sure you thought about that too before leaving me to die in jail.”Sheila's mouth open agape as Keith fired back at her question, his eyes were blazing with different emotions but his composure remained completely normal if anyone were to be watching from the outside they would think he was all alone In here and not in any conversation whatsoever, and just his composure was enough to annoy Sheila and push her closer to the edge. By ‘closer to the edge' she meant, ‘I really wished I brought my gun and I could just blast this motherfucker brains out'Keith scoffed, “And I finally got her speechless, if only I had my phone with me now, I would take a picture of your face right now because it is more than priceless.”Sheila's jaw clenched and she took a daring step forward, her shoulders high up in a defensive stance almost looking stupidly confident as if she could succeed in be
The red haired that had been seated on his sit immediately jerked upward with her head bowed and her hands folded together meekly,“I'm sorry, Sir,” she rushed out quickly, a hint of a shiver in her voice showed she was afraid despite how relaxed she looked about the whole situation. “I shall take my leave now.”Keith nodded, “Ok, I appreciate you keeping my girlfriend company while I am gone.”The red haired cheeks became a brighter shade of red, and she made it a mission to keep her eyes on the ground, “It's nothing, Sir. I really should go,” and without waiting for arrival she bowed once more and began walking away hurriedly.“Do not forget what I told you,” Camila yelled after the red haired before turning to meet his gaze with a frown, “You scared my company away.”“What should she not forget?” Keith asked at the same time Camila spoke, he raised a brow at her as he processed her words, “What! How? All I did was thank her for keeping you company.”Camila scoffed, “Well your intim
Sheila looked out of the window, with a proud smile that graced her lips bright with red lipstick. She looked different than she did after the court case, her face was fuller and bright, almost like she was glowing. She was dressed in glowing colors, with a fluffy shawl around her shoulders along with a purse that looked new. She took her time to admire herself in the pictures she had taken before she left her house, her smile growing with each passing moment. It has been three days since the stupid restaurant incident, the day she stooped low to Keith Thompson's level, the day she lowered her pride and begged the imbecile. But it was different now, that old Sheila was forever gone, left to rot, and yes, it had everything to do with the man of affluence that had spoken to her that day in the men's restroom. Just as Sheila had suspected, the man was wealthy, and not just small scale wealthy, she was talking about a man with a net worth of over seventy five billion dollars net worth, a
Sheila resisted the urge to belch aloud mostly because she was seated beside her new man, Abraham Connor and she had to act a little shy so as not to scare him away with her outrageous acts that should only be shown in the middle of a relationship when they had possibly gotten to know each other more. But that was not even the painful part sincerely, she did not mind putting on an act of good manners because it was something she was normally good at on a normal day_ the real deal was that she had to eat slowly and worst of all not eat to her satisfaction because she did not want to look hungry and desperate for food. No matter how bad her situation was, she was not going to act on it. And that was the reason why she was still feeling hungry despite having already eaten two plates of food.“Are you sure you are satisfied with the food you had? You can have more if you want, Sheila, do not be shy,” Abraham asked, must have obviously noticed Sheila's pointed look at the other food still
Abraham raised a brow at her, not exactly looking too concerned with her change of mood, “What is wrong?” Sheila looked up to meet his gaze, this time pinning him down with her look instead, “How come you agreed?” Abraham's sort of look of concern is now replaced with a confused look, “Agreed to what exactly, Sheila?” “What I said about Thompson,” Sheila pointed out hoping he would get the point she was trying to make immediately but much to her dismay Abraham said, “And how is my agreeing with you saying Thompson should rot in jail a bad thing?” Sheila scrunched her face in annoyance, thinking for a minute that he was playing dumb intentionally. “Nothing really, except you would not have agreed if it isn't because Keith Thompson has done something against you.” “So, what you are implying is that someone would have to do something bad to me before I can agree that he deserved to rot in hell?” Abraham questioned with an emotion on his face that she could not decipher which
She ignored the sarcasm in his voice, “So are you still going to meet him again?”“Not anymore, he has a more fitting partner already.”Camila's brows drew together In question, “I didn't know Abraham Connor needed a partner.”Keith nodded his head in agreement, “I thought he was a one man package and didn't like working with people, at least that was what he told me,” he said with a thoughtful look on his face.Camila frowned, “I guess he could need somebody sometimes, so who is his new partner that managed to be better than you in the eyes of Abraham Connor.”Keith threw his head back and laughed aloud, not minding that the people in the cafeteria were watching. “What?” She asked, confused.“It's the way you call his name, always using his full name and your face squeezes together as if the name is bitter or something,” Keith said between laughter. Camila's cheeks burned bright red, her eyes darting momentarily from the table then back to Keith with a now composed face, her blush
Mrs. Genevieve scoffed, folding her arms over her chest, “That guy. I fucking hate that guy.” Keith's gaze met with Camila's eager gaze for a brief second, his brow raised in question and confusion, and then turned his attention back to Mrs. Genevieve. “What did he do?” Keith questioned.Mrs. Genevieve snorted, causing Keith to wince and as he opened his mouth to speak, probably to comment on her snort, but Mrs. Genevieve shot him a hard glare which immediately got him snapping his mouth shut quickly.“Please tell us, Mrs. Genevieve,” Camila said in an unusually sweet voice, her eyes bright with eagerness and curiosity.He rolled his eyes and released an exasperated sigh. “Could we at least have our seats, please?”Mrs. Genevieve shit him yet another glare causing him to flinch again before she does as he says. He heaved a sigh of relief, ignoring the sound of Camila's giggles as he sat down and Camila followed suit. “Now that we are settled, tell us everything, Mrs. Genevieve,” Ca