Frank glanced up at Sheila with a questioning look, his eyes narrowed at her uneasy figure pacing around the room. He felt suddenly choked like the walls of the room were closing in on him. He did not feel so sure he wanted to have anything done for Sheila, especially during a period this crucial. Yes, Sheila did come up with good plans with great impacts, she was excellent at it, but not until recently where almost all her plans would only just have good starts but no longer ended so well and instead only got them in trouble and with dozens of repercussions. He has not even been able to get over the repercussions he was facing for the execution of the online bashing they did, but Sheila did not know that, sincerely she didn't care all that mattered to her was that her plans get done the way she wanted it.“What? You should not act so rashly this time, Sheila,” he advised, with a small growl mumbled beneath his breath. Sheila paused her pacing then turned around to face Frank with an
Sheila remained seated in the front seat of Frank's car, leaning against the door to study her face. Of course, she had ensured that Frank put no mark on her face, she could not do that to her gorgeous face, but her eyes were red and puffy with her nose bright pink from all the crying she had done at the cost of the bruises on her wrist and waist during the infliction. The spots were both sore and aching all thanks to Frank's expertise in handling the delicate assignment. She glanced at Frank and then smirked when she saw the red scratches on his hand, well one could blame her for losing her temper when she was getting her bruises done, she had gotten so angry that at one point she snapped then retaliated and her anger only fueled more when she caught a glimpse of the mocking smile on Frank's face while she was whining which had only made her more angry and more keen on her retaliation plot. She leaned back into the car cushion and pulled back the arm of the sweater she had worn to h
Sheila ignored the unpleasant trail that went down her spine and went back to the mission at hand which was to act like the perfect victim and sway her way into the hearts of the people here so they could sympathize with her and help her kick this asshole butt. Her eyes darted towards Keith again and she was met with a lopsided grin, his eyes trailing her every move and stalking her like a prey to be devoured, but he should not be the one looking like that when she was the one going to be doing the devouring today. She took her gaze away from him and took it back to the crowd gathered and watching her curiously, her gaze met briefly with Frank whose face was hard and emotionless, he only gave her a quick nod to acknowledge their eyes meeting but his eyes remained pensive, making Sheila think for a quick moment what was wrong with him before moving her gaze to her father whose look was not in her way but instead glaring at Keith with such spite. She sucked in a deep breath, it's time
Keith kept his eyes fixed on his ex-wife who had been out to get him because of her supposedly justified hate, she looked like she wanted to puke the little color she had on her face when she came in looking battered had long slipped off her face, her eyes widen open and almost popping from its socket, one would almost believe she had seen a ghost. He shook his head, Sheila has been proving to be more dubious than he would have ever thought, she was going extreme with her attempts to get back at him for whatever reason she hated him in the first place, claiming to be raped to drag him down was one thing but getting intentional injuries to prove it was on another level of extreme, one he would never have thought she could do especially since one could easily get makeup done to fake a bunch of bruises but from the bruises Keith had caught a glimpse of, it was obvious that was not a work of makeup, he glanced briefly at Frank sitting at the front roll and narrowed his gaze, he was certain
Sheila was fuming, in fact, she felt like she would explode from all the anger piled up in the pit of her belly. Not only had Keith turned her plan on her but he humiliated her in front of hundreds, she was sure the news was viewing right now live on various platforms, the anger that Keith had waited until she spewed all her lies before he revealed the truth. He had outsmarted her yet again, for fuck sake she should have suspected something was wrong when she kept meeting his gaze to meet him giving her that creepy smile. She was not just fuming, she was furious. And she felt so disgusted with herself her body still crawled from all the hands that had touched her when the people had surrounded her and thank heavens for Frank or she would have gotten into a fight with the stupid reporter that called her a lying whore. She was more than fuming, and to be sincere there could be no words to describe the anger she was feeling.With her jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it would hurt,
“Wow, Mr. Thompson you sure are buying so many properties,” one of the workers in the Thompson properties incorporated said as he tagged alongside Keith. The worker also happened to be the newest recruit to the company and was on his way to resume as the new assistant manager of Keith. He looked young, around his early twenties and Keith could see some similarities between the guy and Mr. Kevin, for starters they were always running mouths, but what would one expect from the uncle and his cousin? Keith did not actually take in Mr. Kevin's cousin because of their relationship but because he had truly been impressed with the records the small man had presented, and for a man this young he had already achieved what others could take years to achieve. He also needed to be around more young minds for more refreshing and renovating ideas, that was the reason behind the plan of recruiting. And on the outside business prospect, Keith just happened to take an instant liking to the young man.
“Thompson, that bastard.”Sheila raised her head at the sound of Frank's voice, she watched the door patiently until he pushed the door to their room open and slammed it harshly shut as he stepped into the room. She took in his large figure with a raised brow, his hair was messy like it had gotten fingers run through thousands of times. He had gotten rid of the suit jacket and tie, even the buttons on his shirt had been left undone, and it was not long before she noticed he had also gotten rid of his belt. Sheila scoffed, it seemed to be that Frank got impatient and undressed on his way up, which she found funny. His shoulders were slumped in defeat and his body was tense, his nose was flared and his eyes were filled with anger. “What got you this riled up? What did Thompson do this time?” She questioned curiously, dropping her phone to turn to Frank and give her full attention to him. Frank scoffed, “He bought yet another of my property.”Although the news was not pleasing to Sheil
Sheila frowned then repeated, “Sue Thompson? How is that in any way going to help the situation?” She questioned curiously.Frank resisted the urge to slap his palm over his face, for someone as smart as Sheila, she asked stupid questions sometimes, questions that should never be near her mouth ever but it was quite the opposite for Sheila as she tended to drop stupid remarks from time to time.He eyed her for a minute wondering if he should give her some moments so she could redeem herself by figuring it out herself but he decided against it, “Well of course it is going to help us in every way, Sheila darling,” he said with a mocking smirk.Sheila scrunched his face, realizing what he was up to. “This is the part you open your mouth to use and try to make yourself useful with it but instead you use it to prove what a fool you are,” she snapped, narrowing her gaze on him, daring him to speak and challenge her.Frank stood his ground, his gaze hard and unwavering. If he wanted to, he w