"Ella, what?" Helga asked as she immediately put her car to a halt, she was almost at the villa of Bruce. "Mum! Who? Ella?" Miranda asked almost shivering."Ella, your sister, ma'am" her soothing voice send a cold message to Helga's body.Helga immediately muted the call and put it on a loudspeaker so Miranda could hear. "Aunt, I just got home now and I was told you are no longer in Coronado, Where are you because I am stranded, I don't have anywhere to stay, Please forgive me, Aunt," Ella pleaded. "Mum! What do we do, I knew she would come a day to take away my joy from my new dad, mum do something about it, she must not come," Miranda said with a sad tone."Oh! Ella, how do you do? Well, you are right, we are no longer in Coronado or any part of the United state, we are now in Germany, I and my daughter are now in Germany, and please, let this be the last time you will contact us, we don't want to ever see your motherfucker face again, you are such a stroke of bad luck to our li

"She has gained consciousness and she is better now!" The doctor said to Anthony."I am glad to hear that, can I see her now?" Anthony said as a stream of joy ran deeply to him hearing his victim had gained consciousness and was a bit okay. "Of course, you can, after me, please," the doctor said and Anthony followed him to see Ella who had been transferred to a private ward. She is given preferential treatment because of who brought her into the hospital."That's her" the doctor pointed to Ella who was lying on the bed.Anthony immediately recognized her as the bartender that attended to him in Bentley Guest House, whom he beat the manager up for his sake. "Oh! No! Bartender?" Anthony asked, staring deeply into Ella's eyes, who had her eyes opened. "Customer? What are you doing here?" Ella asked surprisingly. "Oh! I am so sorry, I am glad you are all right. If there is anything you need or want to eat, the doctor will take care of it," Anthony said.He couldn't believe his eyes, t

"Yes, who is this?....Ella..Ella..Oh..my goodness, where have you been, I have been extremely worried, I didn't even know who to reach and how I would get to you," Annabel stated immediately after she picked up Ella's call, She had been extremely worried about where Ella was and for the past 4 days, she has been expecting a call from her. "Annabel, it's a long story, I will gist you all, once I get to your place, just send me your address," Ella said. "All right, I will send it right away, just call me once you get to the street address that I will send now," Annabel replied and the call dropped. She was full of joy and she immediately sent the address of her home to Ella. Her old grandmother was always home and she hoped to take permission from the new person employed as the bartender to watch after the kitchen.It was the second day after Williams told Annabel to take the role of the bartender and cook that Williams employed a new bartender. It was a male that he employed this ti

Ella fell, weeping profusely as her two bags were apart."I am sorry, manager, please, don't hurt me," Ella said, weeping as the mark of Jim's hand showed deeply on Ella's face. "You think I am not going to ever set my eyes on you again? You little witch, just know that you are a living dead today," Williams said looking disdainfully at Ella. "Please, don't hurt me, I am sorry, please, manager," Ella pleaded. "Shut the fuck up, asshole, any words from you, you are gone; Jim uttered. Ella couldn't say a word again. She kept quiet and started weeping profusely. "Dude! Fuck, this girl is really beautiful, I think I will have a taste of her," Jim said, while the other guy, Jack, bent down and peck Ella's cheek. "This girl will be fucking sweet," Jack uttered smiling sweetly. "Are you fucking crazy? Don't peck her, she is mine," A rage of jealousy ignited from Williams. "Today, I am gonna get all I want from you, I will fuck you real hard," Williams said as he held Ella's jaw, licki

Mr and Mrs Oliver Smith were really disappointed, they couldn't believe that Bruce, the poor wretched boy of yesterday whom their daughter insisted on getting married to, had become rich to the extent of being the director of the most powerful company in Denver. "Honey, was that believable? Like Bruce, now the director of such a powerful company, how exactly did he do it, I do not think I can fathom this out, he ran away after using poverty to kill our only daughter! We must take revenge," Mrs Oliver Smith raged, as she paced up her down in their living room. "Relax dear, just let our lawyer do the work, he will meet us in court," Mr Oliver Smith said, a bit relaxed now.When they got home, Mr Oliver Smith contacted their family lawyer, Edward Sam, a little chubby man with a moderate pot belly and he has been the lawyer of Mr and Oliver Smith for quite some years now and he was extremely good at what he does. Edward Sam was informed to immediately write a petition against Bruce Har