Chapter 37
It was just a week before month end but Trey felt that it was forever. He disliked having to visit Brenda and night for he did not want Jiliain to be all alone in their gigantic Centurion property at loose will. Her father's concubine who had met Anable for the very time had since told Brenda about it in an effort to incite a breakup. Ever since their then trailblazing romance glowed, she had not been as submissive as she had been for the first two months of her occupation but respect was not one of the traits her mannerisms had been lately bereft of. She was not the kind of person who treated maids with a heavy hand but she was beginning to lose all that lenience. She could tell from her new hairstyle and brand-new iPhone that Trey's involvement in her life had taken a toll on their relationship. She also blamed the ensuing scenario on her beauty which gave everyone who came across her no choice but to throw in some complimentary remarks.
"You are very beautiful Brenda" Trey's father had said as he looked at her flaunting her behind like a peacock upon visiting.
She was not the kind of person who used her beauty to deliberately hoodwink men, neither did she employ it to look down upon other women nor merely took the publicity that came with it into her head.
"They always say that but I don't see it that way myself. True beauty is in the heart" she had responded to Trey's complimentary utterances on their first night.
At that particular juncture, his father's concubine felt displeased by the manner she had ironed her clothes and was then making a meal of it.
"This is not how you used to do it, redo them all, I'm not happy at all" she ordered indignantly before banging the door on her way out.
She had noticed that Brenda's sudden wayward trends were escalating and had since realized that Trey was then unprecedently a regular caller at her place which made her feel very uncomfortable. His buoyant arrivals in a sleek latest Range rover sport made her feel envious in spite of having three cars of her own in the garage. It had not sat down well with her when his departed dad told her that the expensive Range Rover had been bought for Trey whom she knew had a number of other big branded cars at his disposal. It painfully pierced through her chest whenever she faced the reality that all her cars, Including the Mitsubishi model that Trey's dad had recently bought her, never added up to half the value of just his new machine. Was that not an omen of irrationality?
As much as Bridget had not been at her usual performance best for obvious reasons, it did not require one to be an oracle to tell that she then, in a way, put out that frustration on her. She really wanted her to feel the wrath of her prowess, little did she realize that she had very big plans cooking with Trey. Her act of indignation synonymous with the door banging and bossy lecturing engendered a sudden impasse as she called Trey to register her feelings about moving to Charmers court forthwith.
"Where is she?" he asked upon arrival.
"I got no clue; she just angrily banged the door on me before departing" she responded with a low tone of frustration.
"Did she insult or shout at you?" he inquired as he gave her a soothing embrace.
"I know that I'm poor materially but I don't like it when people take advantage of that," she said as she wept on his shoulder.
"Call her to tell her that you can't continue because you wanna start school forthwith, you can even send just an SMS. Never mind about what she owes you" he said confidently as he took matters into his hands.
She enjoyed the manner in which the Lexus that she then drove behaved on the road. She had never felt the stability that went it even on the bumpiest of sections. As she drove to Charmers where she needed to collect a handful of their items that the new ghostly occupant had no entitlement to, she relished the sudden positive changes that her life then realized. She then understood why Trey always equated it to someone's dream house in terms of value.
"This is not just a car, but a machine" she went on a monologue of praise as she left other cars for dead in cruise control.
Trey had just told her of someone who was to occupy e property, let alone made it up that the envisaged take over was to go with a sale of the old property in it. He had since transferred that money to her account and she had nothing else to attach to the house upon fetching the little items that she needed.
"I'm already missing this place" she went on another monologue as she closed the door.
On her way from Charmers court, she had to rendezvous with the lawyer at a privately set location so that they finalize their clandestine trust fund court appeal verdict. Behind the steering wheel of one of the fast wheels ever to be made, it did not take her long before he was next to him. She discovered that he already prepared the fraudulent paperwork that stipulated that payment would be made into her bank account in the next few days. To make it a smart deal, he was to deposit the money into her personal account from his law firm bank account. That being the case, she would have transferred it to his company account first to make it feasible which was not a tall order so long the existence of trust.
"This is Pretoria, never trust anyone, I'm not saying I don't trust you but it's always better safe than sorry in this day and age" she validated her cautionary measures.
There was poised to be more to their deal and she strongly felt the need to undo that looming sensation of indebting. In view of that; she felt no sense of hesitation about giving him her pussy right away.
"You're such a lifesaver, I wouldn't mind giving it to you as long you want it" she said as she pulled his head to hers to appreciate him with a tantalizing kiss.
Since the location of their deal was a private guest house, all they needed to do was to move from the secluded gazebo to a bedroom which attracted just 300 bucks for an hourly booking which was not an issue at all.