As she picked her phone, her jaw dropped at what she saw as she felt like going crazy.
"How can the board management be so senseless? Why is the ten years anniversary still holding!" She asked herself loudly as she roughed her hair, which was neatly packed in a ponytail.
She doesn't care if she looked like a nuisance. This unannounced anniversary made her look like a mess!
How can they host the anniversary without informing her father? How can they think of hosting the anniversary after what happened to the heiress?
If only she knew this would happen, she would have cancelled the anniversary before they announced it to the public! She would have bought herself sometime!
"Yeah. I just nailed it!" She echoed loudly as a thought came to her mind.
'What about using this as an opportunity?' That particular question brought up many answers which made Alena's face brighten with a smile.
Immediately, she brought out her phone, and dialed a particular number that responded almost immediately, the call went through.
"I get a flesh out job for you. I bet, it's going to fetch you money, I swear". She crossed her leg as she adjusted on the couch.
"Girl, you know I won't do anything for you anymore. I don't want your sour pus*y! Go to hell with your money!" She chuckled silently as she heard the receiver uttered loudly. Loud enough that she had to pull the phone away from her ear.
"Are you going to harm my ear with your shout? Or did you think that chewing stick you call d*CK is what I called you for?" This time her voice sounded more serious.
"Besides, check your account balance or alert. If you don't want to do the job, send me back my money!" She muttered with a cruel smirk on the corner of her lips.
She knew, by the time he saw the alert or his account balance, he would be thanking her, and smiling at his screen like a fool.
"I don't need your money! I will forward your thousand dollars for you! I don't do killing! I'm no longer in this dirty circle!" The response made her gasp as her eyes blinked rapidly.
Did she just dial a wrong number? Isn't he the man that could even sell his kidney for pennies? Or is she mistaken?
She jerked off her thought before she managed to reply. "I don't kill any longer. It just a small stuff that your boys can do. Please have pity on me". Her voice sounded pleading as she muttered.
"Even if I want to do it, I won't accept that penny". She exhaled as she heard his response.
"After the job is done, I will give you a thousand dollars".
"Deal!" "What did you want me to do for you?"
She smiled at his question before she uttered. "Post an anonymous article about Kay co-operation trying to hide the death of the heiress, and her sister in order to carry on with the company's ten years anniversary". With that, she hung up on him.
She knew his 'deal' was a yes!
***
"Becareful when you drive! Sympathy won't be the hand to drive the car, and help your sister". Derrick muttered before he placed his hands on hers.
She felt her hand moving in a strange way. Her hand held the steering tightly as it rolled continuously with her leg in the break.
"Matilda, am I going to die?" As heavy droplets of rain began to pour down, Melissa asked anxiously, her heart beating faster than normal.
Sweat beads clustered on her forehead, her body already soak with heat, and her face wet with tears.
"Melissa, please hang in there. Please don't allow anything to pass out. Please". Tears ran down Matilda cheeks as she continued to driver with her gaze glued on the direction they were driving through.
She knew Melissa will be fighting with her consciousness as she tried always make sure she didn't pass out early.
If Melissa could pass out, it sometimes takes months to be able to revive her.
The last time it happened, It took her three months before she could open her eyes.
"I think I have to teleport to your house, but I don't know where it is". For the first time, he felt pity for the dying girl who was shivering and fighting for life.
"What are we going to do? Will I just allow my sister die?"
"Matilda, I won't die. I don't know what the hell is teleporting, but don't ask for help from this fool! When we get home, just divorce him! I don't want to see him! If only he agreed to drive earlier, I won't be shivering like jelly!" More tears ran down Melissa's face as her body became weaker.
"Close your eyes! Ms Matilda, you, and your sister, should close your eyes!" His voice sounded ordering as he echoed loudly.
Matilda, who already knew what was about to happen, instructed her sister to close her eyes.
Melissa did as her elder sister instructed with the hope of knowing what was going on with her sister, and her sudden husband.
She had never seen Matilda act this way; respective, calm, and weird.
"What are we doing here?" After Matilda opened her eyes, she asked curiously with her gaze glued on Derrick's body.
Derrick smirked before he replied to her question. "Your sister could have been dead if I didn't make a fast move, besides, Alena will burn your house to ashes". "When did that, what will you do? What if she found out you, and your sister isn't dead?"
"I'm about to tell her that we are alive! If you need your life back, then protect me and my sister, or say goodbye to this life!" She yelled loudly without caring if her sister was behind her.
"What is going on among you both? Who is he? Is he not your husband? What the f*CK are we doing here?" After a series of questions from Melissa, she proceeded. "No wonder. I thought as much. Something was just off with you both. How can a lady whose heart was broken come with another man after twenty-four hours?"
Matilda's heart skipped as she stared at her sister, then at Derrick as she hoped he will do something.
She knew her sister will announce to the world what just happened. Melissa isn't the type to keep her mouth shut.