CHAPTER TWELVE.

Marhoni was seated in his living room enjoying a glass of wine when the doorbell rang, a worker quickly went to open the door and she shrieked in fear. The gory sight in front of the door was too heavy for her to handle, the battered body of Sheila laid on the floor lifeless.

" What happened?" Marhoni asked as he walked up to the door. As his eyes fell on his daughter, he was taken aback.

" Sheila?" He muttered more to himself as he was not able to comprehend the fact that it was his daughter who was lying in the pool of her own blood. He looked around to see if there was anyone in sight but all his guards were down unconscious.

"Sheila" he screamed and knelt on the floor beside her body, as the other helpers heard his voice they all rushed to the door and met the same sight.

" What happened to her?" They began to whisper among themselves in fear.

" Call the ambulance," the head of the workers said as she walked up to Marhoni. She has worked for him for years now and she knew everythi