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
Keith stood by the entrance of his house, patiently waiting for Camila to ascend from the stairs. He had left her earlier to dress all while he had gone to make some arrangements for their transportation to the annual auction of the city. Both he and Camila had gotten special invites and although they had been requested in the invite to bring along a plus one, it had not been hard for either Keith or Camila to choose who they would be going with for the special occasion. The sound of clicking sounds caught his attention, causing him to look up. It was the sparkling silver heels that got Keith's first, and his anticipation to see her intensified. Once Camila ascended more steps, Keith's eyes widened a fraction more as he took in the dazzling beauty of his girlfriend. She looked more than stunning in her red dress, which clung to her body with precise perfection, the dress had a split right from the thigh straight down, showing a bit of her creamy thigh and he felt a pang of jealousy a
“Wow! You were not joking when you said you would be going all out,” Camila professed with an astonished look.Keith took Camila's hand to his mouth and placed a peck at the back of her hand, “Of course, I would not want to disappoint my baby and also those awaiting my downfall.”Camila met his gaze with a knowing look but said nothing, taking her gaze back to the Lamborghini packed before her. The white beauty was a gorgeous sight and made her feel so important. It warmed her heart to see someone give her such special treatment as if she were royalty. And it made her damn proud to know she had bagged such a man, to think she almost said no when he asked her out. Now she understood more why that bitch, Sheila was still so hungover and obsessed over Keith. Sheila might be too blinded to realize it or rather too foolish to acknowledge the fact but the reason for her obsession, the reason for her inability to move on from Keith was because she knew what she lost. Sheila only keeps preten
Keith was twirling his wine glass between his fingers, watching the liquid swirl according to the movement. He peeped up from the glass and his gaze met with Camila, who was looking at him with a pleading look that begged for him to save her from her peril. By her peril, he actually meant the group of women she was in a conversation with. It turned out his girlfriend was much more popular than he was, which had nothing to do with himself but everything to do with the fact that she was the only invited female for this year's annual auction. He wiggled a brow at her in mockery, the corner of his lips twitching a little. A group of ladies had come for Camila a while ago and his girlfriend did not seem to be enjoying the conversation as much as the other women were, and although the look on Camila's face made it obvious of her discomfort, the other women did not seem to notice.He sipped from his glass of wine, contemplating if he should save Camila from her torture or just let her be, i