Sheila finished discussing with the women, getting the information she needed from them then she stood up, going over to where Abraham was.“Having fun?” She asked. “This wasn't so bad, was it? So, does this mean you'll be coming here often?” She asked.“Don't push your luck,” Abraham said, not sparing her a glance.“Believe me, I'm not,” Sheila said, checking her watch. “So, do you feel like going home now?” She asked.“Nope. I think I'll stay here for a while,” Abraham said as Sheila nodded.“Okay. That's good for you. I'll be heading out. Have fun,” she told him as he turned to her.“Where are you going?” He asked as she checked her watch again.“Well, I'm taking my parents out. I got a reservation for them at hotel Casablanca. If you are bothered about how I am going to get there, then don't bother. Max is already here,” Max said as Abraham gave her a heated stare.“How did you contact your parents, book a reservation and also call Max over?” He asked her as she shrugged.“Simple.
“Reservations for the Hockings,” Sheila said to the doorman as he led them to their reserved table. “Thank you,” she said, sitting down. Her father opened her mum's seat for her to sit. This was one of the things she loved about her dad.“What are you looking at?” Her father scolded, sitting down. Sheila rolled her eyes smiling.“Are you still grumpy about coming out? No one would notice you here,” Sheila said.“I hope you're right,” he mumbled.“This place is so beautiful. I love it here Sheila,” Mrs Hockings said, looking around.“Not bad,” Mr Hockings said, folding his arms as Sheila chuckled.“Would it kill you to give a proper compliment dad?” She asked as he shrugged.“How did you find this place?” Mrs Hockings asked as Sheila smiled.“I can see you love this place, mum,” Sheila asked.“Of course, I do. I can't remember the last time I came to such a fanciful restaurant,” Mrs Hockings said as Mr Hockings placed his hands on his laps. He got shaken up by what his wife had just sa
“I love the feel of the water touching my legs,” Camila said, holding Keith's hand as they walked barefooted on the beach.“I know right. This surreal environment feels like home. It's peaceful, like how a home is meant to be,” Keith said, kicking the water with his legs. “After seeing how quiet and peaceful this place is, I don't wish to go back home,” he said, looking at Camila who looked back at him. “How about we run away and leave everything behind. Just the two of us. We'll start a new life, a new identity away from all these people. We'll make a new home with ourselves and maybe our little ones,” Keith said as Camila nodded.“I like the idea and I also like the sound of it. What about Mrs Genevieve?” Camila asked.“Eventually, she'll forgive us. Especially when she sees our kids. It would melt her heart,” Keith answered.“Okay, nice plan but are you really serious about running away?” Camila asked as Keith paused, looking into her eyes.“No,” he said immediately as they both la
“What a view. I could kill just to be here again,” Camila said as she and Keith sat on the hood of the car watching the sunset while drinking and eating.“This is delicious,” Keith said, looking at the beer and steak on his hands as Camila smiled.“I told you, didn't I? They make the best combination,” Camila said, looking at the sunset. “It's beautiful,” she said.“But not as beautiful as you are,” Keith said as she blushed, hitting him on his chest.“Ouch! What was that for?” He asked, rubbing his chest.“No need to flatter me. I already know I'm beautiful and that's why you're deeply in love with me,” Camila said, chuckling while Keith looked at her smiling while still rubbing his chest.“Since you already know, why don't we make memories today?” Keith asked, making Camila confused. Before she could understand what was happening, Keith pushed her in the car, lying on top of her.“What are you doing?” Camila asked, blushing while Keith smiled.“Trying to do right by my beautiful gir
Sheila came back home after going to the spa. She felt refreshed and happy. She made new hair, did her nails, did her facials. She was looking like a whole new person. She was smiling, walking through the doors as the maids greeted her.“Where is Abraham?” She asked, fixing her bracelets properly.“He's in the garden, ma'am. He has visitors,” a maid said as Sheila made a face while the maid left.“Visitors?” She asked herself as she waved it off. “Oh well, I'll go check who the visitors are and then go to my room,” she said to herself, going to the garden. What she saw had not prepared her for anything. Her parents were sitting down next to Abraham and the table was already set.“Hey, she's back,” Abraham said, clapping his hands with a smile on his face. Sheila looked at her parents and then at Abraham. Mrs Hockings picked up her cup, drinking from it. She didn't like the tension. It was too thick. Mr Hockings was angry but he didn't say anything. He just sat there, throwing daggers
“For someone who has nothing, you sure are proud,” Abraham said.“And for someone who thinks he has all the power in the world, you sure are stupid,” Mr Hockings said as Abraham ticked.“Hey, you will show me some respect in my house. I won't allow you to come inside here and insult me,” Abraham shouted.“Who's fault is it? We never asked you to invite us here. I personally wouldn't want to come to this stupid house,” Mr Hockings said.“If I were you, I would know my place. I feed you with my money and I can as well destroy you with it,” Abraham said.“That's enough. Let's stop talking and eat before the food gets cold,” Sheila said as Abraham growled.“Shut up. I do not want to hear your voice till you leave this table,” Abraham ordered her which got Mr Hockings more angry. Sheila folded her fists.“I'll really take pleasure in killing this man,” Sheila thought. Mrs Hockings just looked at Sheila and then Abraham before looking down on her plate. She seemed to be lost in her own thou
Keith was working on a file when a knock came in. It was the police.“Good day Mr Thompson,” he greeted as Keith stood up from his seat, giving him a handshake.“It's a pleasure having you here, officer. What do I owe the pleasure of this visit?” Keith asked.“Lily Donovan has refused to say anything. She has been quiet. She insists on a lawyer,” the officer said as Camila and Smart came in.“Good day officer,” Camila greeted as the officer nodded. Smart just went ahead and sat down.“If she wants a lawyer, then get her a lawyer,” Keith said.“That's what we tried to do but she insisted that we shouldn't bother,” the officer said as Keith and Camila looked at each other before looking at the officer.“I guess she has a lawyer who would bail her out. If that's the case, we'll see her in court,” Camila said.“You didn't have to come over here. You could have given me a call but nevertheless, thank you,” Keith said, shaking the officer as the man left.“I'm really happy. By the time she'
“I tracked down the phone Lily was receiving calls for and guess what?” Smart asked as Keith and Camila looked at each other.“It landed at Abraham Corner's hand,” Camila said happily.“Sadly no. It's in the hands of a madman,” Smart said, shocking them both.“What?” Keith and Camila shouted at the same time.“Yes and the name that was registered on the phone belongs to a dead man. So, there's no way of proving that Abraham Corner was responsible for anything,” Smart said as Keith gave a wry chuckle.“I can see what Abraham did there. Nice plan,” Keith said.“So, the only way for us to expose Abraham is if Lily confesses,” Camila said as Smart nodded.“Yes, and even if she does, there won't be any evidence to back it up and we'll still lose the case,” Smart said.“Abraham really planned this all out. Sheila was right. It wasn't over yet,” Keith said, pondering on what he would do.“Maybe, if Lily rots in prison, she would be forced to talk,” Camila said.“Well, it's there for the taki