At the Pinkerton mansion, Jessica, a maid who was on night shift, was beginning to get really bored. She picked up her phone and started to scroll. There was really nothing interesting until she bumped into a live feed which was streaming on YouTube. In it; she saw a man lying on couch, with more men standing around him. What surprised her most was that, one of the man standing looked like the young master Vine. Huh? What was happening? She watched the video and came to understand that the young master and the doctor, along with Dream other bodyguards, were out, forcing someone to undergo a vasectomy? She ran back to her room.
"Hey, wake up!" she shook her roommate. The two of them shared a room, using a bunk bed.
The girl lazily opened her eyes and watched the live feed.
"What's happening? Where is the young master? Does he know that he's streaming live?" she asked.
She sat up and grabbed her own phone, and logged on to TikTok.
"The live is also on TikTok!" she screamed.
The girl hastily jumped out of bed and ran to the next room to inform the others. Within a short while, all the employees at the Pinkerton mansion were on their phones.
Since lady Pinkerton was also failing to sleep due to the recently received news that Vincent was not theirs; she called for Jessica to bring her some herbal tea. The young woman walked in, looking very scared.
"Why are you so scared?" she asked.
"Lady Pinkerton, you might need to check what is streaming live on YouTube."
"What?" the lady asked.
Instead of responding, Jessica took her phone and handed it to the lady, with the video streaming.
Lady Pinkerton watched it, and it did not take long for her to understand what was happening.
"Why wasn't I told about this sooner?" she asked angrily.
"I only saw it just now," Jessica responded.
Lady Pinkerton took her phone and dialed Vine's number.
"Vine! You are showing on TV?" she said.
"Showing on TV?" Vine was not able to understand.
"You're showing on the people's phones!" she said in desperation.
"What are you saying, grandma?" he asked.
"Everyone can see you. Leave the place now!"
She placed her phone down and fumbled her fingers.
"How many people saw it?" she screamed at Jessica.
"Many of us saw it," Jessica stammered.
Lady Pinkerton failed to control her fury. She did not know how to tame the situation.
"How many more people saw it?" she asked.
"Many people are watching it now. The numbers are increasing, and they are commenting. This is the number of people who are currently viewing." She explained, pointing at the number of viewers written on the screen.
"They're commenting? Saying what?" Lady Pinkerton grabbed the phone angrily and pointed at her office desk,
"Don't just stand there! Get my reading glasses!"
Jessica jumped in fear and brought the spectacles.
Lady Pinkerton started to read the comments:
- What? Isn't that the grandson to the Pinkertons? He goes around forcing people to have vasectomy?
- Did that Pinkerton boy just spit on someone's face?
- That man in pajamas looks like the newly appointed Police Captain.
- The Pinkertons are ruthless.
- That man, they call him young master or something like that.
- He just confessed to murder. He murdered someone, did you hear that?
- Is it just me, or the Pinkerton guy is handsome?
- Forget about his looks; the man is a murderer! Silly!
- I understand some people have disappeared from the Pinkertons' mansion.
- What did that man do? Why force him to have a vasectomy?
- Evil world.
- They are pointing a gun at him?
- Oh no, never mess up with the Pinkertons
- Who told you that the man messed up with them?
- So why are they attacking him?
Lady Pinkerton threw the phone back at Jessica, and threw her morning gown to cover herself.
***.
At the Rains' house, after Nesisa had screamed "Stop!" telling them to listen to her, they all looked at her, and Vine asked:
"And what the hell is that?"
"This is being recorded!" she stated plainly.
"No! Where is the recording device! I will destroy it now!" Vine kicked in the air.
"It's live streaming." Nesisa smirked.
"She's lying," Ray said in mockery.
And then Vine's phone rang. He checked to see that it was his grandmother. When he answered, the grandmother was calling to confirm what Nesisa had just said. When the call ended, Vine was fuming in anger.
"Shoot them!" he gave an order to Dream.
"The entire world is seeing this!" Nesisa reminded Dream.
"Impossible!" Ray said, standing up to his feet.
"Possible!" Nesisa smiled.
Dream took out his phone and started watching.
"Oh no we're doomed! She's not lying!" he cried.
The doctor stood up and, almost shedding tears, he said, "I told you I didn't want to be part of this? You forced me to do this!"
"This is not the time to point fingers! Find the cameras now!" Dream screamed.
"Where are the cameras?" Vine shouted at Nesisa.
"Find them!" Nesisa responded. "The officer here must be well trained in finding hidden staff. Find them" she laughed.
It was only then that Sharon, Jacob and Jeremy started to feel extremely proud of Nesisa. She had done it! They had done it! In extreme joy, Jacob took his phone and watched. He started reading the comments.
Jeremy, forgetting that he was not wearing a trousers; read along with his brother.
"Find the damn camera!" Vine screeched.
"Cameras," Nesisa corrected him. "It's not just one; they are many!"
Sharon looked at Jacob's phone. "What's happening?" she asked. She too was happy, for she could tell that whatever it was that Nesisa had done, it surely was working to their advantage. Seeing Vine in panic mode was sure a huge life success. Who would have ever thought that Vine could also panic?
"It's live streaming" Jacob said happily.
"What is that? Did Nesisa do that?" she smiled happily.
"Yes,"
"So what does it mean? Is everyone seeing it?" she asked.
"Yes, mum, the entire world can have access to this video." Jacob explained.
"Everyone is seeing us?" she widened her eyes in entire bliss.
"Yes."
***.
The maids, inside the Pinkerton mansion, were all running around, watching the video. The social media frenzy got everyone seriously excited.
"This is our chance. We must try and free ourselves now!" one said.
"How?" another girl asked.
"Let's also post our issues here."
"What if they hurt us?"
"Let's just post, no one will know. There are too many comments anyway, ours will just drown in there."
Soon, so many new comments began to pop up on the screens:
- They force their workers to do illegal things.
- They have a cell in their mansion. A room where people are kept prisoners.
- What happened to Rosaline?
- Where is Tessa?
- How did Rosaline die?
- What happened to that other body guard, the one who disappeared?
- So many people disappeared.
- Why is Vine so controlling?
- Whose young master? He is not my young master.
- I quit! I've had enough!
- I also quit.
- Do you know that ma'am Kiara is held hostage?
- What?
- Yes, and her parents too
While the maids were running all around and showing each other the messages, they had no idea that the men were already out. They only heard a chanting sound and looked out to see their male colleagues coming from the male servant quotas, chanting:
"Bring back Tessa! What killed Rosaline?
Bring back Tessa! What killed Rosaline?
Bring back Tessa! What killed Rosaline?"