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The Son You Wanted DEAD Chapter twenty four
"Thank you," Clarissa said to her father and then turned to her mom. Mrs Charles looked to the far corner of the room. "You have my permission." Mrs Charles said. "Thank you," Clarissa said. "What I don't understand is why that young man didn't say he was your husband. The butler only told us he was the houseboy." Mrs Charles said. "He is indeed the houseboy. After all, I couldn't just kick him out after marrying him. Bad things would be said about me. I have to keep him here just for a while till everything about my marriage dies down among the public. While he is here he still has to make himself useful right?" Clarissa explained. "I suppose so." Mr Charles said. "So what is your plan?" Mr Charles asked Clarissa. "I mean, how do you plan on retrieving the stolen documents and bringing the Vandelsons down?" Mr Charles said to Clarissa. "It's something I am already doing dad. I can't tell you and mom right now. You two will have to wait until the time is right. I guarantee you
The Son You Wanted DEAD Chapter twenty five
Mrs Charles was surprised at her daughter's response but didn't say a word more. I walked in and placed the final plate of food on the table for the Charles family. I was about to leave when I suddenly heard Mr Charles' voice, "hey." Mr Charles said. I figured he would be referring to me and I turned around. "Sir?" I said. "Yes. That's not where to place the tray. Who do you expect to reach there?" Mr Charles questioned me. I looked at the tray I had just placed on the table. If he need it then he could have just asked his wife or Clarissa to pass it to him but I guess this is either laziness or it's a case of 'like father like daughter'. "My apologies sir," I replied Mr Charles. I picked up the tray from the table, "Where should I place it?" I asked Mr Charles, the tray still in my hands. "A space on the table where I can reach. Where else?" Mr Charles replied. Mr Charles stared at me as if I was an idiot who just didn't understand the right thing to do. I placed the tray as
The Son You Wanted DEAD Chapter twenty six
Mr and Mrs Charles, along with Clarissa, left for work. This meant that it was just me, the butler, and the maids left in the mansion. I had to put my plans into action now. Luckily for me, I saw the room Mr and Mrs Charles came out from this morning. I looked around myself while standing in the middle of the mansion with a bucket and mop in my hands. The task that Clarissa gave me would take forever to finish. I hate that woman. At least I know where to start from. Carrying the bucket and mop with me, I climbed up the stairs to enter Mr and Mrs Charles' room while they were gone. I reached their bedroom door but once I put the bucket down to be able to open the door, the butler popped up from nowhere. "What are you doing here?" the butler asked me. My heart skipped a beat on hearing his voice but I pretended to be calm on the inside. "Miss Clarissa sent me to mop all the floors of the mansion," I answered the butler."All the floors?" the butler questioned and raised his left ey
The Son You Wanted DEAD Chapter twenty seven
Clarissa's ex was back in her life again and was there to stay. It took him some time to be able to get her direct phone number but he was successful and that was what mattered. "Zane how did you get my number?!" Clarissa yelled into the telephone, trying to hide her tense feeling. Without waiting for an answer, Clarissa, with shaky hands, put down the telephone, ending the call. Clarissa began to panic and blamed her stupidity for the awful mistake she had just made. "No-no-no! I did not just do that! He hates it when I do that!" Clarissa panicked. Suddenly, a knock came on Clarissa's office door. Clarissa jumped in fear as her heart skipped a beat. Clarissa had to place her hand on her chest and hold it there to calm herself. "Who is there?" Clarissa asked. "Ma'am, it's me, your secretary." the voice answered. "What do you want?" Clarissa asked, in annoyance. "I am so sorry to disturb you ma'am but I heard you shouting. I just wanted to check if everything is okay." the secr
The Son You Wanted DEAD Chapter twenty eight
[Later in the evening, At Zane Murray's mansion.]Just as Zane Murray sipped his expensive wine, his doorbell rang. Zane waved away the maid which had brought him the wine and he remained seated on his sofa, while he stared at the wine bottle in front of him. After a few minutes, another maid of Zane's enters. "Sir. There is a woman here to see you." the maid said to Zane. Zane set his wine glass down on the glass table in front of him and then relaxed his back on his sofa, "and her name?" Zane asked the maid. "She didn't say." the maid answered Zane. "And you asked her already?" Zane questioned. "I asked but she refused to tell me." the maid replied Zane. Zane smiled to himself. He knew very well, who it was. "Tell her to come in," Zane instructed the maid and she left. After some time, the maid returned with a lady behind her. Without turning his head, Zane spoke to the maid, "leave us." Zane's maid left and a few seconds later, Zane turned to see that just as he expected, Cl
The Son You Wanted DEAD Chapter twenty nine
[At the Charles family mansion]I feel so exhausted and at the same time, angry that I got nothing done in the end. This made no sense to me. How come nothing was incriminating in Clarissa's room despite the kind of person I knew she was? She must have dipped her hand into something illegal at some point. Or is all the secrets kept in her parents' room? That damned butler locked the door before I could get in and now that I'm done with the mopping, it's already dark. Mr and Mrs Charles will be back soon and so will Clarissa. I blame this error on myself. I should have begun from the top in mopping instead of going straight to Mr and Mrs Charles' room and getting the butler suspicious. I stood up from the floor and went outside to get rid of the dirty water. I was doused in sweat and smelled horrible. After getting out of the house with the bucket, I approached the gate but the security man stopped me. "I just want to get rid of this dirty water. Nothing else." I said to him. Th
The Son You Wanted DEAD Chapter thirty
I walked around the maze like a mansion in search of a spot to sleep. I stopped at a wide space and decided to sleep close to a wall. Of course, I had no blanket to wrap myself in and no sheet to protect my skin from the deadly cold floor but I had no choice unless I was going to sleep on my feet. I lay down and my body shook as my skin came in contact with the floor. I don't know how but I managed to fall asleep despite the cold... [The next day]I felt myself away but my eyes were still closed and I was still, I'm some way, asleep on the floor. Someone was kicking me and that was what brought me fully away. I opened my eyes just to see a maid standing over me. As soon as I got up, the maid left and I didn't know what to do. What was that all about? Did they send her to me or she was checking if I was alive or dead? Either way, now I'm awake and I have to get back to my employers' sight. I walked back to the living room and there I saw that Mr and Mrs Charles were standing right
The Son You Wanted DEAD Chapter thirty one
"I think your houseboy is already enjoying the show anyhow," Zane stated. Clarissa looked up and saw me. She instantly stood up and kept the tray on the table and glared at me. It was only at that moment that I realized that Clarissa was in a maid's uniform. A very short one. I was so busy enjoying her suffering that I didn't even notice it at first. I am very sure that it was this Zane guy that made her wear it. But what is he holding over Clarissa that is making her bend to his will? "I thought I told you to clean the bathroom upstairs," Clarissa said to me. "Calm down baby. Just sit down a little." Zane said to Clarissa. He was tapping his lap, which meant he wanted Clarissa to sit on his lap. Clarissa looked angry, embarrassed, and helpless at the same time. She sat on Zane's lap and he made he relax on his body while Zane placed his hand on her left thigh and slowly slid his fingers upwards while glancing over at me. I decided that I had seen enough. This wasn't something I
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