The Saint Gregory yacht traveling north was filled up with family and friends who had came to celebrate with Fanny’s family over the tragedy that struck Brian and to expect his wake from coma. The party was making the rounds across Rio Hondo and beyond and many tycoons and celebrities looked out for it.Already it was the talk of the town; the media had spread a weird sensation about the intrigues honorary party in honor of Brian would gather.As Fanny had wanted, it was indeed a yacht party that would be the most remarkable with features of musicians and state-of-the-art intercontinental dishes. Salsa, who had been busy, never thought she would see me until I was invited to the podium to render a special song in honor of Brian.I just wished I could pass the offer but I had to give Brian the honor I had been giving him. All over the walls of the yacht the team of the party was everywhere. The team of the party was: He will wake someday.All eyes were on me when I sang through tears;
Once I got down from the stage, Salsa waved at me to join her in the lone VIP cabin, which was reserved for me by Fanny. Earlier, Fanny had informed us every family was going to occupy a VIP cabin and the management of the yacht had already given each cabin a tag, so that they wouldn’t be an argument over it.Once I got in front of my cabin, I saw the tag they gave it, LATE MR BRIAN AND MRS MELISSA.“Who did this nonsense?” I fumed, pointing at the tag, “Who wrote this nonsense tag?” I queried and stared around as almost everyone around focused on me while a few were busy.Salsa noticed the pandemonium I was creating and she paced to the door of my cabin and raised her gaze, “Oh my god! Who wrote this? Is Brian dead for Christ's sake? Why did they put late to his name?” Salsa asked and combed her gaze around.Through clenched teeth I fumed on, “Can you imagine the rubbish? Who could have done this rubbish? Who told them Brian is late? Brian is only in a coma and not late!” I yelled at
When Salsa returned to the cabin, she met me singing and humming Brian’s favorite song and she was forced to join me. Soon, we started dancing to it and I was forced to grab the smoothie on the table.At the time Salsa had not put the sleeping pills in my smoothie, which would induce me to fall into deep sleep.“I am not done preparing your smoothie, you know,” Salsa whispered to me.She was shocked to meet me already drinking the smoothie. Her intention upon leaving the rest room was to put the sleeping pills in my drink and then watch me fall into deep sleep for the black Indian to take me to bed.“I am yet to add banana and I know you love banana so much,” she said, all smiles, her arms still pocketed as she could feel the pills in her pocket.I screwed up my face, “Why didn’t you add banana?” I queried, “And you know how much I love banana. Please take this and add banana.” I shifted the jar of smoothie to her.Smiling ear to ear, Salsa carefully collected the jar of smoothie and
Opula, Kate, Raja and the photographer gently opened the door to my cabin and instead of meeting Salsa and me, they met only Salsa who was shedding tears and running helter-skelter, with her arms on her head.Opula scurried to her side, “What is it? What is the problem, Salsa?” she asked anxiously, and when sobbing wouldn’t let Salsa utter a word, she grabbed her shoulders and asked emphatically, “What is the problem? And where is Melissa? Talk to me for Christ's sake!” she barked.Salsa pointed to a spot on the floor, “She was just lying here as I phoned you but the moment I left for the restroom and returned, I couldn’t find her anymore,” she sobbed.Kate bellowed, “What do you mean? What arrant nonsense! What are you blurting out? Did you put sleeping pills in her drinks as agreed? And if you did, did she drink it all?” she almost pushed Salsa on the floor as she shook her on the shoulders in wrath.Salsa shook her head, “I did. Yeah, I put the pills in her drink, smoothie precisel
Once Eva gazed upon me, she peered at my face to see if my breath was still intact. This she had often done ever since she saved me from the trap of blackmail Opula and Kate had set for me.With her gaze raised to the ceiling, Eva shook her head in pity, smacked her lips in pain, arms on the waist as she recalled the moment she rescued me from the web of being blackmailed.At the time Salsa had drugged me and left for the restroom, she never knew Eva was peeping at her through the window. Coincidentally, at the time, Eva had come around to present her gift to me in honor of Brian, when she caught sight of Salsa staring at me while I slept. She had contemplated and refrained from barging into my cabin, so she perched at the window and peeped at what Salsa was doing. She had heard Salsa make a phone call to Opula and Kate, inviting them over and it was then she knew Salsa was up to ruin.Shortly after Salsa went into the restroom, Eva had sneaked into my cabin, and, like a cat, she took
Opula and Kate had a perfect master plan; they had planned it in such a way that no one would suspect Brian was injected with a lethal dose, and since it would be done during the hour of yacht party, all fingers would point at the cause of his death as natural.No one would suspect them of murdering Brian because he almost gave the ghost a few weeks ago and if he should die now, it would be traceable to it.While the party was getting heated, Opula got to the side of Kate and dragged her out of earshot.“Have you heard from the doctor?” Opula asked as anxiety hung in her eyes. “I have been trying to reach him, but it is not connecting. I just want to remind him of tonight’s job. I don’t want him to forget. You know this is the only time we have to terminate Brian,” Kate whispered to Opula.Kate took out her phone and showed Opula the text message she had sent to him. “His phone line hadn’t been connected, but I sent him a reminder, so I guess he should be aware.”Opula’s face lit with
The doctor swallowed hard upon seeing such bull-looking security personnel and his nervousness intensified as fuel being added to fire. Suddenly he began to sweat profusely on the face and he wondered who they were.Pulling away, the doctor was lost in thought as he withdrew his hands from giving Brian the injection“Who are you gentle men?” the doctor queried as he took a few steps backward and stared at them from head to toes, “You don’t need to invite us, doctor. We are security personnel from the Fanny villa. Fanny Luis sent us to watch over his son…” 0ne of the men replied him and stared around the ward to inspect the ward.The doctor screwed up his face and queried, “Watch over him? Did anyone tell Fanny we don’t have security personnel that watch over our patients? This is unethical and embarrassing. He shouldn’t have taken such decision without consulting me.”“I beg your pardon, doctor,” the other security replied, “I guess you don’t know who you are talking about. We are ta
The twilight at dawn was what woke Rod from slumber, and he realized he had spent the night in Opula’s bed, and he screwed up his face once he realized he was in a strange bed.Already smiling at him from the wine shelf was Opula who was all dressed up, with two glasses of wine handy. Her face was filled with smiles as she advanced to her guest.“Indeed, you had a wonderful night, sweetheart,” Opula said and dropped a glass by his side.But Rod didn’t approve of his presence in her bed. “What the hell am I doing? What happened to me?” he queried and quickly sprang from her bed as his eyes combed around. “What did you do to me?” he widened his gaze at her.Opula chuckled and sat on the bed. “I guess the question should be what did you do to me, huh? Well, we had a great reunion after all these years of breaking up. I am elated to have you back in my life.”Rod sighed and yelled, “You must be out of your mind. How did I end up in your bed? Answer me, Opula!” he barked and stamped his fe
I was discussing with Melissa the other day and she mentioned her love for Turkish gown. Although she is from a poor family, her sense of fashion is laudable. She was nagging about the incentive Fanny stopped paying her and how it has affected her number of dresses,” Salsa said to Rod who was smiling cheek to cheek.Today she wasn’t meeting Rod in his private jet but at a cocktail café. It was obvious Salsa had accepted her fate as regards her love for Rod and what she was out to achieve. Things would get more intriguing and shocking as she looked forward to making Rod marry me.Rod smiled cheerfully as he shook his head, “Are you sure she is going to accept it? My heart gets broken each time Melissa rejects my gift. I wish she would accept it if I should buy her the whole world,” Rod said with an iota of doubt.Salsa sucked a brief grin; and it was as if she had taken a personal decision to work out things between Rod and I; even if it would be the only feat she would achieve in her
Fanny Luis was having a board meeting with his staff when the knocking of oxford sounded noisily close by. Although Fanny expected all his staff to be present at the meeting, he only thought the noisy shuffling could be coming from a guest.But the oxford knocked louder as the person walked closer and closer, Fanny threw caution to the wind with his speech. His instinct informed him that the person was as furious as he thought but he took solace in the fact that it could be a guest.With the boldness to continue the meeting, Fanny shrugged off any form of distraction especially the knocking of the oxford.In a short while, when the meeting got heated Rod barged into the conference hall and shot a disgusting frown at fanny.“Rod Benson?” Fanny called, uncertainty clouding his voice with scare hanging in his eyes. “Can’t you see that I am in the middle of a crucial meeting with my staff?” Fanny queried and rebuked his guts through his enraged staff which stood behind a pair of glass.R
The chairman tossed his head in disapproval, “Have you forgotten you took an oath of honesty for this contract? You assured us that all your information and data are correct to your best of knowledge. R and D limited is a company founded on honesty. We abhor dishonesty, Rod Benson. You can’t be married and you claim to be single. This is not even a case of divorce.”“No, please , listen to me, chairman,” Rod interposed him, “Opula is only an admirer who claimed to be pregnant for me. She is just desperate to be my wife and because I am not giving her the attention she decided to go public about it. I have never been married. You can ask my father.”Once again the chairman shook his head in disapproval, “I have no business with your father but you Rod Benson. You have breached the contract agreement on honest and code of trust. We can’t go into joint partnership with a tycoon whose marital status is questionable to the receptionist. Let’s call it a day, Rod Benson.Rod’s eyes flinted
Rod Benson was full of smiles as he drove into the complex of R and D Limited. Today was the D-day , the CEO of R and D sent for him to come over for official finalization of the fifty billion dollars joint partnership with Benson Group.His eyes sparkled with impatience when he alighted and gazed upon the towering sky scraper of R and D limited. His father, James had told him, the joint partnership was going to be stepping stone to their acquisition Of R and D limited. If he could lose anything in the world, definitely not the contract, because in few years time, the Benson Group would be the highest shareholders of R and D.Today was more than a feeling of Halloween to Rod as he curved his cheeks with contagious smile.“You are welcome to R and D limited,” the securities chatted indistinctly to Rod , with a gentle bow and a gorgeous smile, which ushered him into the elevator .The fact was that Rod had attracted the joint partnership deal and James Benson’s joy knew no bound the day
It was late hour when I heard my door creak and a figure walked into the dark chamber. Whosoever the figure was must be conversant with the villa and must have passed through the security manning my entrance, so I wasn’t anywhere close to the edge of fear.Rather, my eyes were welled up with tears as I stayed up all night staring at the photos of Brian and recalling the good, timeless memories we shared; the unforgettable excruciating moments with Brian as an insane man and the only night I had with him upon regaining his sanity.Indeed life had not been fair to me and I wondered what my end would look like.I stayed put as Eva sneaked into my inner chamber and when I turned on the lantern, she whispered to me, “Turn off the lantern fast.”I could see she was having a huge bag across her shoulders; obviously the bag was stuffed with things I couldn’t tell but from the way she trudged under the weight, the bag must be heavy.“What is it? What is happening Eva?” I whispered and shot my
Eva was having a quiet cocktail drink by the pool when one of the servants hastened to her side, bowed to her and said, “Ma’am your father demand you come to the penthouse with immediate effect. He wants to have some words with you.”Eva was down in the deeps, her face was lacking luster. Right about now she was ready to blow hot at anybody and put them where they belonged. They had done the most unexpected thing to her and in retaliation she had done the worst unexpected thing which was the reason Fanny demanded to see her.At first she didn’t want to respond to the servant but for the fact that it was a servant she said, “Now you listen, “ she replied , the servant, “Go up there and tell my father I am too busy to be disturbed. Now move it!”she ordered and continued sipping her cocktail with impunity.The servant did not only shake her head in refusal, she went on her knees, “Please ma’am you know I can’t go on such errands. He is not just your father, he is my boss. He will get me
Eva had never been tensed and worried as she saw the police men barge into my chamber to search for the money. She thought it was a lost course because she was the one who kept the money under the bed frame in my inner chamber so the money was going to be searched out in no distance time.Eva couldn’t stay at a place and neither could she stop peeping at the ongoing in my chamber. She could hear the shuffling and ransacking of properties in my chamber and the next chant she was expecting from the police men was, “I have found the money!”While Eva paced up and down and sweated profusely, I did even the worse. For the past thirty minutes my knees had been trembling and unable to carry my body.When Eva stepped forward to me and saw the tears trickling down my cheeks, she swallowed hard and whispered to me. “Perk up dear and be of good cheer. I know they are going to search out the money. When I hid it under your bed frame I least expected my father going to the extent of getting the po
There was a heavy pandemonium when I got to the villa. The entire Fannies were out in the sitting room as heavy indistinct bickering hung over them. What the hell was happening? As if there had been waiting for me, a hush tranquility breezed into their midst when I walked in.I met a shocker; standing at the entrance of some chambers with his men was detective Sam, the same detective that arrested my mother, somebody I just met at the police station not quite long.“Nice to meet you again Melissa,” Detective Sam said smiling cheek to cheek, “Do you belong to the Fannies?” he asked.But busy-body Opula replied instead, “Poverty-stricken, gold diggers don’t belong to my family. She was my late brother’s contract wife, but today she is no longer a part of this family because divorce awaits her.”I gnashed my teeth and folded my fist before dimming my eyes at Opula. Of a truth those words got to me and I couldn’t keep back, “I could hit you right now Opula. I could hit you for referring t
“You ceased to be my mother from the moment you attempted to murder my husband. Henceforth, please, mark your boundaries and thread your path. My name is Melissa Luis and not Melissa Brant. I stopped bearing your name when I married Brian. You escaped jail this time; you may not escape it next time. You can go ahead and give my inheritance to the motherless babies’ home. I will be the most fulfilled heiress to know that you did. Brian is my everything. Good day Mrs. Brant,” I said through tears.And when I turned to leave, Rod grabbed my arm to stop me, “Please hold on, Melissa. We break up to make up. Can’t you see your mother is apologetic? Why can’t we make peace here and now? We can’t keep fighting and quarreling…”“Let her go Rod Benson,” mom fumed and sighed greatly , “ I don’t have a daughter. I used to have one but right now, no more. My daughter won’t stoop to as low as getting into a marriage contract with a rejected mad man who has done nothing but ruin to her…”Rod interru