Does anyone feel sorry for Mrs Clyde? 😄
It was dark and cold as she arrived at the mansion. Walking straight to the stairs, she was stopped by Sophia who was standing on the staircase with arms akimbo. “Sophie..,” she stammered.“And where have you been all along?” Sophia asked angrily. “I was at the police department, you were here when they took me with them,” Mrs Clyde answered calmly. “You and Ryker deserve to be in jail!” She snapped. “Sophie, I don't have all the time for your naggings. When I'm done sorting myself, I'll explain why everything happened,” she said with a smirk, trying to walk past Sophia. “You don't have anything else to explain. You're pure evil,” Sophia snapped. “You're not far from evil, either. You ruined your sister with acidic content and you think we've forgotten about that?” Mrs Clyde smirked. “You made me do it!! You..,” she tried to speak but refrained from doing so. “What?” Mrs Clyde asked, seeing her battling with words. Sophia remained silent, panting angrily. “What do you know?”
He tried to open the door but all to no avail. He could see Vanessa approaching him in the same dress she wore on the night he killed her. “Don't kill me!! Don't hurt me!! Mother!! Sophia!! Sasha!! Help!!” He thundered all over the bathroom until strength left him and he fell on the floor unconsciously. Outside of his room was Mrs Clyde, Sophia and the guards trying to open his room door. “Ryker!! Ryker!!” They called, banging on the door. The door opened, showing Sasha, panting heavily in front of them. “Where is my son? What is going on?!” Mrs Clyde cried as she ran into the room. She found Ryker lying on the bathroom floor unconscious. “He was hallucinating again, mother!” Sasha cried bitterly. “And what took you so long to open the door?!” Mrs Clyde cried. “He was holding onto me for help. I couldn't break free from him,” she cried. “Quick, get him off the floor!” Sophia ordered the men.They helped him off the floor and placed his body on the bed. “What is going on wi
“Mother, I wasn't hallucinating, I saw her!” Ryker insisted while sitting on the hospital bed. Mrs Clyde was on the armchair facing the bed. Sasha was seen standing behind her. “There was no one there, Ryker. Stop this nonsense! You don't know what you've done, everyone knows the truth now!” Sasha fired. “Stay calm,” Mrs Clyde urged Sasha. “Mother, I saw her..I saw Samantha,” Ryker cried. “Enough, son! It seems the more we try, your condition keeps getting worse. We'll have no other option than to move away from Switzerland to a far away country,” Mrs Clyde informed him. “Why, mother? I'm not sick, I'm fine!” He snapped. “Don't you get it? The police will be pushing for an investigation soon. The news is everywhere! Your videos have been flying all over the internet again!” Mrs Clyde cried. “No..no..no..I can't take it!” He broke into tears immediately. Sasha hurried towards him and placed a hand around his shoulder. “It's gonna be over soon,” she whispered to him.
Her lips curled into a sinister smile as she walked towards Ryker standing before the mirror. Clad in black suit and shoes, he adjusted his long black tie while looking at his reflection in the mirror. Sasha's reflection appeared in the mirror and he smiled wryly, seeing her corporately dressed in long black blazers, pantyhose and ankle length boots. “Are you set?” She asked with a smile. “Almost,” he replied. “We're running late and I need to be there for the set up,” she said, looking at her wristwatch. “My aide will be there,” he informed her. “I don't trust her enough, I need to set up things myself,” she argued, walking away from him. “Sas, you worry too much,” he chuckled, turning to look at her. “I need to make sure everything is in order. This is your reputation, we need to save it,” she said confidently. They both stared at each other for a while. He made a nod of approval and she smiled and nodded. *** Dressed in a janitorial uniform, her loafers shoes g
They finally touched down at the base and the heavily armed men guard their way out of the elevator. “This looks like a secret underground warehouse for OTECH,” Sophia expressed as they found themselves in a large space filled with tech equipment and gadgets. Samantha nodded with a wry smile. “It's late, and you both should get some sleep. We leave first thing in the morning,” She announced. “We're not sleeping in the same room, are we?” Sophia asked. Ken smiled shyly. “He'll take you to your room,” Samantha replied with a wry smile. She turned to leave but Sophia stopped her. “Um, I'll love to ask you for a favor,” she said nervously. Samantha nodded. “I heard doctor Steve is being held up here. I'll like a word with him,” she demanded. Samantha looked at Ken. “Fine,” she said in approval. The small steel gate opened automatically and they walked into the small lit up room where they could see the grey hair doctor lying on his bed. “Sophia,” he called out we
IRELAND With her bum resting on the table, she watched the interview keenly and a sinister grin appeared on her lips. “You think you can play the game, Sara, I'll show you how to play better,” she muttered with a grin as she watched Mrs Clyde on TV, walking out of the studio in shame. Her phone rang and she smiled mischievously and picked it up. “Good job, Sam. She's kept the flames of shame burning,” Sasha's voice sounded from the phone in whispers. “Thank you, Sas. Can't wait to play the rest of the game,” Samantha chuckled. “See you soon,” Sasha said. The call ended and she heaved a sigh of relief. The bedroom door opened automatically and she stood up right as Mariah and Ryan showed up in the room, alongside Sophia and Ken. Ryan marched towards her angrily. “I can't believe you took 30 billion from them! What are you up to Samantha? You wanna crumble CTECH?!” He charged. She smiled sheepishly as she looked into his eyes. “Nah, CTECH is safe. 30 billion dollar