Chapter 46
The trees danced left right and centre as if the marauding strong wind had contacted them to do so. Loose soil which missed traveling happily welcomed that development as it drifted all over the shore. Uncaringly tinted every clean surface with its gloom, people could not wait any longer to see them recede. Brenda really liked the fact that her former boss had not ventured further with her probe as far as her relationship with Trey was concerned. The overzealous winds which had made it look as if it was foggy owing to the raised dust could not allow the Uber diver taking her to the mall to drive easily.
"I'm sorry, these winds are proving to be untamable," said the Uber driver as he took to the shoulder to pull up.
She had to leave her former boss preparing and had to wriggle out of her brother's inquisitive interview. Prior to the arrival of Trey, she had told him of her and he had liked what he saw in their single photo. Her unbecoming was that she had not told her of his underground interests such that when the billion-dollar dealer came along, there was no way she could have voiced against his exploits. Above all, she was then overzealous about the much-longed-for arrival of Trey's dad. She could not throw any grammage of weight behind his late proposal as she had promised for fear of having a scenario where Brenda would divulge her double standards to Trey. With her expensive looks indicative of his dear cashing on her, it would backfire should the indulgent silver-spoon-born fellow get to find out. That being the case, she had to change clothes and that coincided with her standing up to vacate.
"You lost a sweet and sexy lady" she had said as she left for her bedroom
"You're are late, I'm someone's property," she had responded to his pestering as she walked out.
His following of her outside was met by a bout of passive resistance as she went for her phone right away to summon the Uber driver who had told her that she would be hanging around in lieu of her call. As much as her boss's brother had something to offer, he was way older than Trey, let alone not in his elite league of riches to pose a threat. Above all, she had fallen with all her heart to waver. Was it not going to be a thorny issue with Anable in the long run? In any case, she was not Trey's wife to stand in his way of options. Above all, poetic justice and karma demanded such a fate.
Talk of Anable, the playgirl had not brushed off her disappointing night at the hands of her granny lifesaver. It was not at all a laughing matter on Gardiner's humbled part, but she had no choice but to burst it out. Upon entering their Centurion residence where she did not take long, Anable found both her part-time housemaids waiting. With the gardener having the task to service the flowers, orchard, and lawn at the same time, the originally brokered once-a-week agreement would not suffice the workload and Trey had since asked him to do it at least twice and he had already made it for his chores that did not any waiting for the bosses.
"How was the holiday ma'am" yelled the two ladies who were seated on the garden chairs as they competed to have her bag which she had pulled from the Lexus.
It had never come to his loose imagination that she would revert to the factory settings of depending on maids. At Charmer's court, all the housework save for the clothes they took to a laundry cleaner fell on her. It was good that Trey also made light work of the cooking although he was not a lover of doing dishes. Their relocation to a bigger one automatically came with the need for assistants. Be that as it may, Trey had made it clear that he needed to consider settling for a permanent maid.
"Thank you so much ladies, I gotta go out now, will leave you doing your work," she said as she closed the door of their bedroom upon their departure.
Of the two women, Anable concurred with Trey as regards giving her a chance. Not only was she collected and respectful, she was also mature and more diligent than the talkative younger lady who had dashed to grab the bag via peeping which Anable did not like so much. In the meantime, she was to allow them to share the household chores which would not be managed by just one in a day's work.
"I'm by the office, where are you?" asked Trey upon calling.
"Just leaving the crib, give just 5 minutes baby" she responded as she turned to the left to join a priority road.
She really loved the fact that their new residence was just a few minutes' drive away from her Centurion office. It was not long before she was by the basement of the building.
"Hi honey, I miss you, my baby," she said as she walked towards Trey who was at the start of the stairs.
They accompanied their cozy hug with a mutual kiss before going upstairs.
He had an empty black bag in which to carry the hefty contraband. Her Asian business partner-come lover needed to liquidate her dollars for her local transaction and nothing made him as happy as giving such windfall business to her woman. As far as they were concerned all those drills including the verifications would occur in a flash.
"How is granny keeping" asked Trey as he prepared to vacate.
"She is like a million dollars," she responded as she locked her safe.
"I can't wait to offload all the accumulating passions baby," he said deceivingly as he picked up the laden black bag.
"The feeling is mutual dear" she duplicated the crooked talk.
He slapped her with a juicy kiss before closing the door behind him. There was no such thing as intriguing as having the Anable Trey scenario. As much as they successfully cheated on each other by default mutuality, the two were unbreakable. Such is the intricate posture of hypocritical earthy relationships; they are not judged from God's microscopic perspective but on the pretext that what you see is what we often get.