“Hey watch your words Janet. I am your uncle - you don’t get to disrespect me like that. I wouldn’t take such from you ever again. Don’t mistake me for your sister Sarah who you can trade words with and insult or fight like cats and rats with. I am not like that. Be careful with your words.Janet’s face was a mask of displeasure, her tightened lips showing that perhaps she wasn’t going to argue about Thomas’ stance of not wanting to be disrespected. She rolled her eyes dismissively though, showing complete contempt.“Yes, you are right to say that I was initially on board with the idea that we call Janet and things were perhaps going well initially but you can’t tell me that you don’t see what happened after that? “Everything just seemed so thought out. Those conditions she gave, those words of worry and uncertainty that came from her - everything just seemed so thought about. I am not buying it even if you all are.”Frank frowned, his face narrowed in disappointment. “Thomas, this i
“I know that you are just saying this to get back into our good books but I would rather have that than all that you were saying earlier,” Janet responded, rolling her eyes with intrigue.Everyone went their way but Frank recalled his earlier dealing with Jeffrey.Jeffrey who had been in the corner of the hall and listening to everything that was being said couldn’t help but have his eyes molded in a swirling sea of contradiction. His heart was a battleground of conflicting emotions.On one hand, he wanted the antidote to be given to them and used to recover Lady Winston because that was the only way that Frank was going to be in the mood to release him from the bondage that he put him in. He knew that Frank was only transferring aggression towards him so he had to be appeased with a piece of good news or else he could die of torture.But on the other hand, who would want Lady Winston alive? If she got back consciousness, she would become much more fierce than she was before because s
Her thoughts were a whirlwind of uncertainty and her mind was a sea of doubt. It wasn’t the first time that she felt that way though. She has been feeling doubtful since the moment that she saw Doctor Lopez inject her mother with the syringe that transferred the virus to her body.Sarah kept replaying the moment over and over again in her mind. She couldn’t stop having flashbacks and sometimes when she tried to sleep in the middle of the night, the memories would be so glaring that it was as if she was experiencing the moment all over again. She couldn’t sleep for 48 hours since Doctor Lopez inserted the syringe in her mother.It was as if something kept pestering her about the reality that her mother was going to die. But why was she even worried about that? It was what she thought she had always wanted especially since the moment that Lady Winston attempted to abort her pregnancy and humiliate her in the presence of other people. That was the height of wickedness that a mother cou
She understood the work that she was given for that day at least but aside from that, it was as if there was an atmosphere that her soul wasn’t agreeing with. She had spent almost all of her years on earth working at Winston Corporation so perhaps it was a normal feeling.Sarah could even swear that she would have slept off within those 3 hours that she had resumed her work if the task that she was given wasn’t much. Her fingers were very busy giving not much space for her brain to sleep off and that was why she could still be awake. It was very much in contrast to the vibe that she was getting from Doctor Lopez.Sarah’s breath was held in an anxious pant of tension as she thought about what she was going to say next and how she was going to put out her speech. She didn’t know if what she was going to say was going to put off Doctor Lopez’s mood. That was not her intention and she hoped that he wouldn’t see it that way.“Errm, I am happy. I am really happy for you and that you like it
Sarah could hear his voice come out in a muffled murmur, his voice tinged with a veiled admission. “I have an idea and I know this might not be fair to Rico in his quest of getting his brother back but I think we should give Lady Winston more poison instead of getting her an antidote. We should either do that or tell Paul that we can no longer find the antidote. You could be my witness to that.”“We need to be smart in doing this because I am sure that they might release Jeffrey soon and expect us to give them the antidote. Doing that doesn’t solve the problem and I would have told Paul about it but I fear that he would be too diplomatic to make the right decision. In the meantime let this remain between the two of us.”Sarah’s skin was a mask of goosebumps as she trembled in a violent shudder and her eyes were wide in fear. “I will have to get back to you Doctor Lopez,” Sarah spoke and with a burst of tension, she pressed the red button in her phone to cut the call.Sarah’s eyes wer
But she didn’t want to appear stiff-necked to her superior so she had to concur. “Alright Ms. Natalie, thanks a lot. I appreciate your generosity. I would be at the lunch hall in a few minutes.”“Very good!” Ms. Natalie responded with a smile on her face before she turned back to leave, closing the door behind her.Now she had to go to the restaurant. She hoped that there wouldn’t be anyone there who would want to engage in a talk with her. Anyway, she had a wonderful method that she could use to take away her attention and steam off the conversation of anyone talking to her for too long. She wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone and she wondered if she was ever going to be in the mood to talk. She didn’t think that she was going to spend too much time at Migos Enterprises. Just as she was engaging herself in another deep thought, the door busted open again. It was Ma. Natalie again.“Forgive me, I didn’t ask about your baby. How is she doing?” Ms. Natalie asked, her voice tinged wit
“Oh, Mirabel is doing fine. She was lively just a few moments ago but she is now asleep,” Sarah responded, caressing Mirabel’s hair. She intentionally avoided the question about how her first day at work was because she didn’t know how to respond to that just yet.In any case, she was relieved that it was her brother Marcus Winston who stopped by to talk to her. She always had the feeling that someone was going to interrupt her thoughts by wanting to engage her in a conversation that she wasn’t going to be interested in.But at least with Marcus’ presence, she didn’t have to be worried about all that anymore. Also, she had a thing or two to speak to Marcus about and she hoped that she would develop the courage to talk to him about it and that he wouldn’t impose his opinion like the way Doctor Lopez did even before she could let out what she was going to say.“That’s good. I’m happy to hear that,” Marcus responded.The waiter brought the chips with chicken that Sarah had requested and
“Why would I be thinking about her? I don’t get it, Sarah. Where is all these coming from?” Marcus asked, his eyes darting with a frantic flicker of fear.“It’s just a feeling, Marcus,” Sarah responded. “I have been having a bad hunch about her since the other day that she was injected with the virus and was convulsing.”“The day that she was injected with the virus marked the beginning of our freedom. What are you talking about?” Marcus’ face was a black canvas of confusion, his eyes darting in a frantic search for understanding.“Look at all of these. Look at the wonderful environment in which we now find ourselves. Look at the wonderful people. Look how much we are being paid. Look at how we are being welcomed. Everything seems so good so I don’t get it. Why are you looking back? Why are you trying to get stuck in the past?”Sarah’s face was contorted with her passionate concern. “I know that you like it here. Yes, you find the whole environment very comfortable and beautiful. Yes,