“Mrs Genevieve you're being too dramatic,” Keith said as Camila's eyes went wide. She gave “What?” Mrs Genevieve said, putting her hands at akimbo.“Yes, and you're being biased. I and Camila did this together. I don't see you scolding her.,” Keith said as Camila gasped.“Thanks for throwing me under the bus,” Camila said, rolling her eyes.“Oh please, you just enjoy it when I'm being scolded,” Keith said.“No, I do not. I just don't feel the need to fight Mrs Genevieve,” Camila said.“Because you like it when she scolds me,” Keith argued.“I do not,” Camila countered.“Are you shouting at Camila?” Mrs Genevieve asked as Keith paused.“Well…,” he cleared his throat. “I can never do that. We're just talking,” Keith said, making Camila chuckle. He glared hard at her as she shrugged.“It doesn't seem that way,” Mrs Genevieve said as a knock was heard on the door.“What?” Mrs Genevieve, Keith and Camila said in unison.Chris peeked inside to know if he was safe or if he should retreat.
Keith smiled, also liking the idea of Sheila begging. It would really be pleasing to the eyes.“What do you want Sheila?” He asked.“Abraham,” Sheila answered, making them laugh.“You want Abraham? Do I look like I'm holding him?” Keith asked.“I want you to help me bring Abraham down,” Sheila said, resting on her chair.“Help you bring Abraham down?” Keith asked. “And why do you think I'll help you?” “He's your enemy and I could use the help of another enemy to bring him down. Don't get me wrong, I can do that myself but it would be long and boring. If I can get help from you, then the process would be faster,” Sheila said, checking out her nails.“And I ask you again, why do you think I'll help you?” Keith asked, furrowing his eyes.“Because he's your enemy and you'll need help in defeating him,” Sheila said as Keith laughed. “What's funny?” Sheila asked, confused.“You people amaze me. After all you've done to me, you expect me to help you. Unbelievable. Just as your boyfriend cam
Sheila came out of the building as she hailed a cab. “Shit, I hope Thompson calls me. If he doesn't help me, my plans would not be complete. I need to make sure he agrees with my plan and for that I have to wait for the right time. I just hope it doesn't take too long,” Sheila thought, telling the cab driver to stop a few blocks away from her parents house. She pays him, coming down and wearing a face cap, then she follows from the back and sneaks into the house so the security guard doesn't see her and finds out that she sneaked out. She enters the house and sees her parents still talking to the recorder she recorded with her voice to deceive Abraham. When her parents saw her, she signaled them to meet her in the kitchen.“How did it go? Did the person you went to meet agree to help you?” Mrs Hockings asked as Sheila turned to her father.“So, you finally told her?” She asked as he grumbled.“So, did it work?” Her father asked, changing the topic as Sheila sighed.“No, he didn't but
“Of course, you'll take her side,” Keith said as Camila glared at him and Mrs Genevieve hit him on the back of his head. “Ouch! What was that for?” Keith asked, massaging the back of his head where it hurts.“That's for talking rudely at Camila. You should respect her and not stress her in her condition,” Mrs Genevieve said, moving towards Camila. “Are you hungry dear? Let's get you something to eat.”“Thank you Mrs Genevieve. Unlike some other people who don't care,” Camila said as she stood up and left Keith.“What conniving women,” Keith said, going after them.Sheila went home rethinking her plans. Her mind went to Thompson. She hoped he would put her plan into consideration. If he was expecting her to beg, that would be the last thing she would do. She was Sheila Thompson after all. She was going upstairs when Abraham called her. She turned and saw him coming out of the kitchen with a cup of coffee.“I hope you enjoyed your parents' place?” He asked her. Sheila thought for a seco
“You're so bitter and that's why your mouth is foul,” Sheila retorted.“Well, deal with it,” Abraham retorted as his phone rang. He checked the caller before turning his face to Sheila. “Next tomorrow, the wives and girlfriends of rich businessmen will be gathered. You'll go there and represent me. You better be on your best behavior,” Abraham said.“When I've I ever not been on my best behavior?” Sheila asked, smiling as Abraham clenched his jaws, narrowing his eyes at her.“I don't know what's going on in that little brain of yours but if you think you will embarrass me and tarnish my image, then don't come back and just stay there because the moment you step out of the building, you will be no more,” Abraham threatened scaring the shit out of Sheila.“You really don't need to threaten me. I'm not that stupid to embarrass myself and tarnish my own name,” Sheila said.“You're that stupid to do so and forget to go shopping and do the stuff you're made of. You can't dress less,” Abraha
“Camila? What's going on?” Keith asked as he began to panic. “Sir, we're being followed by an unknown car. It's a bit scary,” the driver said.“What? Camila, are you okay?” Keith asked, trembling.“Everything is okay, Keith. It's just some men in a black car chasing us,” Camila said“Can you see their faces?” Keith asked.“No, I can't and they are making me so angry,” Camila said, her face red with anger.“You need to calm down. Tell the driver to move out,” Keith said.“I'm not doing that Keith. I'm going to confront them. They can't just come and threaten me,” Camila said.“Are you insane Camila? This is not the time to play hero. Think about our baby and leave there,” Keith ordered.“I am thinking about our baby and that's why I'm going to confront them. I'll show them that I'm not scared of them,” Camila said, coming down from the car.“Camila, Camila,” Keith shouted but Camila had already left the car. When the men saw Camila coming out of the car, two guys from the car came d
“How do I look?” Sheila asked, coming down with a smile. She was putting on an emerald dress which had a slit by the side. “So, how do I look?”“You better get going. You wouldn't want to be late,” Abraham said, grunting.“You could have at least complimented me. It won't kill you to do so,” Sheila snapped.“And what? It won't still change anything that you're a horrible person only after me because I have money,” Abraham said, mocking her as Sheila scoffed.“You're one to talk. You're not so good yourself. You talk as if you're an honest man,” Sheila said, picking up her purse as Abraham glared at her. She turned to him, giving him a smile. “Don't miss me too much and don't worry I'll keep your image safe, that's if you'll even have one very soon,” Sheila said, much to Abraham's dismay.“What's that supposed to mean?” He asked, clenching his fist.“Ciao,” she said, ignoring Abraham as she left.Sheila arrived at the venue with her head held high as she walked inside. Other women look
Sheila came home feeling Abraham's judging eyes watching her as she groaned.“Please, can you stop giving me those looks? I did not tarnish your name or your perfect image of that's what you want to know,” Sheila said, already so tired of the day.“So, why are you back so early?” Abraham asked.“Pfff, you call this early? You should be happy that I'm really learning how to keep my anger in check,” Sheila said with a small smile on her face while looking at Abraham.“What do you mean? Did something happen?” Abraham asked, quite curious.“Well, those women are disgusting gossip. They only know how to brag and show off. They don't say anything productive and they have a very unpleasant way of insulting someone. I was so close to punching each and everyone on their face. I was this close to ripping their hairs,” Sheila said, showing how angry and enraged she was.“You could have at least just stayed there,” Abraham pointed out as Sheila glared at him.“Oh please, Abraham. Spare me the bul