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Chapter 7 - Chapter 7: Will she be able to finish all that she has ordered.

The sweetness of the vanilla and chocolate cake melted in my mouth like honey. Oh ! ,is this how those loaded with cash feel when they get to eat what they want. Actually money is everything, when you want something you just buy it but people like me who have been living in downtown,I know how hard it's to even get a nice meal because the day you cook it is like having an annual meeting in the house. Ritah just ordered milk because she doesn't like having sweet things.

Murmurs and whispers broke out in the store and it irritated me. A certain guy who was behind our table said " this girl has got an appetite,will she be able to finish all that she has ordered. " I know I have got a big appetite and I don't need anyone to remind me about that ,you know . I thought in my head because I didn't have the guts to fight head on with him . Can't they just let me have my cakes and pastries peacefully. As I was eating the third cake, I kept feeling as if someone was looking at me but whenever I turned around there was nothing. This feeling wasn't good at all but I tried distracting my mind with the delicacies in front of me.

After finishing everything on the plate, I rubbed my belly that had bloated. Paying the bills,Ritah smiled because it had been long ever since we hanged out together. Taking a walk, Ritah's ride arrived. It's the porch car that I read sometime back in Phil's magazine. He uses the magazines and old newspaper to wrap goods in them like some sort of paper bag. I hope he's doing okay back home. He might be wondering why I have taken days without going to the market but maybe one day we will meet again if the creator wishes.

Getting in the car, the interiors were made of fine materials. It feels so good to have a friend who owns a car you know. Now most of you might think that am a village girl who has never experienced what life is? , but you can think whatever you want.

" Are you excited about going home?" Ritah asked while holding my hands.

" Yes! , it's fascinating how I will be able to sleep on the comfy bed, take a shower in a bathtub." I replied Ritah who broke into a fit of laughter.

" Actually I have won a jack pot since I have got myself a comedian." Ritah said between laughs.

" Sometimes it's better to loosen up." I answered her catching a glimpse of the moving buildings on the road through the window. The driver drove until we reached the outskirts of the city. The houses where five kilometers away from the other . Pulling in front of the black gate,the gateman opened the door having heard the car horn. Various species of flowers were planted on both sides of the long path leading to the house. The feeling was peaceful and calm without toxic gases from the city created by cars and factories.

The three storey building stood two miles away from the main gate, the lamp stands glowed emitting yellow light. Getting out of the car, the driver parked the car in the garage as I glimpsed at the surroundings though it was already night as the moon was shining brightly up the sky. Ritah rang the bell and two people appeared before us. The butler and the maid since they looked good in their uniforms. The butler was an old man in his late fifties wearing a white shirt with a bow tie, his hands had gloves completing his looks with black pants. The maid was wearing a green and white dress with an apron on it . They bowed and greeted Ritah respectly.

This sudden revelation amused me because I always thought that such things happen in movies and novels but it was indeed real. Turning her head, Ritah introduced me to them and I could tell from their smiles that reached their eyes that they were warm and welcoming towards my arrival. Entering,we sat in the cozy cushion couches. I have never once thought that Ritah always loved peaceful environment because of her line of duty giving her ample space to think clearly.

The maid at that moment brought warm tea placing it on the glass table.

The maid skated back at the kitchen leaving us watching news .

Back at the Kirk restaurant, there was silence as everyone concentrated on the meal before them. "Hmm!, I didn't know this restaurant's signature dish is so tender and crispy. The flavours are perfectly combined together having the taste of everything." Mr Robertson complimented the dish.

" I agree with you because it's the best in the city." Kevin replied putting his cutlery down.

Finishing their meals, the waitress popped the champagne and poured in the glasses.

Mr Robertson was so pleased with how Kevin treated him and finally the celebratory meal went well than expected. One of the body guards outside entered the private room and whispered something to Kevin who's face looked terrifying with the scar on his left eye making anyone shiver. Excusing himself, he left with his crew after apologizing to Mr Robertson who was okay since they had already sealed the deal .

When the driver saw the look on his Boss' face, he almost peed his pants. He doesn't know how long he will keep working for this terrifying man, he's always on tenterhooks whenever he comes to work. But he does this for the sake of his family to provide the best for them. Entering the car, Kevin's face is frosty , making a quick call he's hands balled into fists. Closing his eyes, he started calculating his next move. Arriving at the company, he took large strides making the employees to shrink back in their seats. Taking his personal elevator ,he made it to his office and right away called his PA to arrange an urgent meeting with all the employees.

When the PA notified the necessary department heads , they knew something was wrong and some started panicking because whenever the big boss called an emergency meeting,it meant they are screwed and probably on the hot seat.

Hastily jogging towards the board room, Kevin was already seated in his seat crossing his legs as his fingers tapped on the table in a slow rythm with his keen eyes scanning everyone in the room. Hitting his fist on the table,he scared the employees with the department heads who's foreheads were forming beads of sweat. Ordering the body guards,they brought a flash drive and inserted it to the laptop that projected everything on the big screen.

When the video played, those concerned started fidgeting, their body shoke and landed on their butts. They chorused together while crying because they knew it was over for them.

" Mr Kevin! ,w- we were forced to do it." Mr Alonzo said breaking the dead silent in the room.

" So I should forgive you after the loss you've caused my company or maybe I should reward you for the deed you've done by selling the company ideas to our competitors hmm." His cold voice rang in the board room. He ordered his body guards to take all those responsible to the dungeon to receive their appropriate punishment for messing with him.

After the fiasco, the other employees went back to their work stations wondering why Mr Alonzo could do such a thing yet he knew messing with the boss was like messing with the king of Hades. Taking the keys from the driver,he ignited the engine and zoomed off to the dungeon which was located at the outskirts of the city in the mountains. This dungeon was built with the latest technology equipments . No one would even dare think about escaping from this place since the security was very tight . Even rats wouldn't sneak in . Arriving,the huge gates with statutes of roaring lions above the gates. The cells inside the dungeon were made of steel with heavy chains.

Alonzo and his comrades were hung on the cross like how they did with Christ. His forehead was bleeding profusely from the punch he received from the body guards. Kevin entered while folding his shirt. Got a hammer and hit their ankles with a nail. Historical cries were had but no one came to their rescue. He continued with the torture until they passed out from the pain. Kevin surely lived up to his name as the ruthless billionaire. The entire cell was reeking with the smell of blood. Cleaning his hands, he marched out of the cell and ordered his body guards to complete the remaining issues.

Getting into the car, he drove back to his apartment. He needed to deal with the minions that thought they would mess with his company and left scorch free. The stock market was in uproar as he manipulated everything.