Lisa's POV
Seated on the couch in my room, a pen between my fingers. I stared at the digital board before me. I might as well have outdone myself with this pitch.
Giving them an offer they would feel stupid to question or attest to.
The details of U-tech were boldly written on it. I wanted to purchase it. It was a rival company to Damian's largest organization, and even though they were not as great, they were not doing so badly trying to keep it afloat. Which also meant it would cost a hand and leg.
But oh well, I was good at what I do. I was good at selling a nice idea and convincing. I was certain they were going to sell it to me… I just had to give them a reason.
Secondly, this was the biggest purchase of my entire life. I also needed to tell the Biebers I wanted to buy this company, they might have signed everything to me, but regardless, they were still the sole owners of the wealth, they worked all their lives for it.
Having this much wealth was mere luck.
Just mere luck.
I had to tell them I was going to make a big purchase.
Clicking out of the page, I reached out to them, regarding the content of my call, and in mere minutes they were active for a live call, speaking about the company. It was nice to say they didn't attest to it one bit.
'Do whatever makes you happy darling, and if you need more investors to back you up, do tell, remember we love you' those were the words that stuck to my head in the entire conversation, I broke a tear just reminiscing about it.
Imagine being loved by strangers who only knew you for five years, and somewhere along the line, a family that knew you all your life could throw you into a moving sea just to die.
Well. I came out a winner anyway.
Now that aside. When the U-tech CEO and the management finally agreed on my proposal to lift them off the burden of being number two. I wouldn't come out as the owner.
The last thing I needed was for someone to know I was alive and in town. Everyone deemed me dead, and I wanted it to be like that, till I was finally grounded on my plan and everything was in place, then people would question how I came back to life.
The truth would be out, and I would get the justice I deserve. That was when my trauma would subside, when I would get the peace of mind I wanted, the nightmare would stop and I would be happy like nothing ever happened, because I would reassure myself that I didn't just sit around while those people who hurt me were roaming freely.
While thinking about the ecstasy that awaited my revenge, my phone buzzed, snapping me out of oblivion.I tapped it, just to see a picture of Ivar and Noah on beach sand with a straw hat on their head and coconuts in their hands.
'Bored so we decided to go to the beach'
Probably having the best time of his life. I haven't been to a beach in a while, I can't be out there with those scars on my back, they are ugly. But the girls could go, Steph could take them there, and probably she could feast her eyes on Ivar.
'Maybe Noah could be excited to see the twins, what do you think!'
I tapped on send, then revised the messsbe I had sent to U-tech too before I sent it out.
•••
"Babies! Who wants to spend some time on the beach!" I went all the way to their rooms, my girls were on their tablets with a plate of cookies on their bed, their attention was focused on the video on their tablet, and they barely glanced at me.
"Miasy, Daisy, how about you spend some time on the beach, Noah would be there," I tickled them, to put them in the mood.
But instead of gaining their attention, Steph was elated. "Ivar and his dad! O boy!"
"Yes, and I sent him a text already so he would be expecting y'all, so what do you say !"
"Mummy, no, let Noah come over, we don't want to go outside!" Maisy whined continuously.
Looking at Daisy, she didn't attest to her sisters.
"So you don't want to see Noah?"
"I mean, Noah can come," never seen them this nonchalant in my entire life. It felt like they aged like five years ahead, seeing my babies act so compatible. I felt my belly knot.
'They grow so fast,'
In a blink of an eye, they would be my height and…
No, I chose to enjoy the moment, so I respected their decision. I placed a kiss on their forehead, then left the room.
Now, what do I do?
Make more research?
See a movie?
I had a movie room in the house, I could not go out, it made no sense.
Ivar sent another picture of Noah building a castle on the beach.
My finger caressed his image on my phone, I loved the stubble on his jaw, I rubbed my thumb on it hoping to get the sensation I got anytime I felt it, either on my hands or between my thighs.
I never really took the time to take him in.
I mean, he was fine, good looking, and his eyes, a perfect shade of blue, and left brown, it was like staring at two different people stuck on one body.
I had run my fingers up and down his picture, for at least a minute just to realize I had been smiling at his picture, now this was bad, I turned my phone off.
I had overstepped, I don't want to admire or love someone, he had a pretty decent length, and he knew how to use it, and that was all that mattered, sex. Nothing more.
You know what, I was going to go sightseeing. I would cruise round town, I had way too much time in my mind, and boredom was making me feel shit.
But where do I go, home?
The thought of it fueled my head with a very diabolical thought.
Going back home…
I haven't seen the winsley house in a long time, how many years?
Oh five. But it wouldn't hurt to pay a visit, while being unnoticed.
I wore my clothes, went to the garage then took out one of my very low attention causing cars, but with a tinted window.
I drove it all the way down to their house, it was a ride through memory lane, I remembered going to their house to tell them that their plan had succeeded, and they should be proud they won the battle against their own daughter.
I was broken to pieces
Now look at me now… almost happy.
•••
Packed outside the house, the facade was different now, they changed the ornaments outside their house and it had been highly renovated.
With stolen money.
The flower set was different and the garage was renovated.
Sitting outside the house, I could finally say it, I hated them, for every breath they expelled, the world was step step forward to being polluted.
Even though I wanted to sit around and watch them all day it would be stupid to do that, I only wanted to see them, so I ignited my engines , then began to drive out of the way when a car drove towards me. I could not see who it was but the car slowed down as it approached their house.
Damian?
The car looked pretty much elite, so it must be Damian coming to pay his in-laws a visit.
I slowed down, till the car drove into their driveway, then stopped, I looked through the side mirror, to see who it was. The car opened, and to my amusement, it was Henry.
No, not Damian's child, it was Samantha's boyfriend, and the father to his child, this might as well be Christmas, I mean, everything was in my Favor today, I pulled out my phone from my pocket, hoping to take a picture but he wore his glasses immediately, slammed the door then began to walk into their house.
I watched him get to the door, then Samantha opened it. The sight of her made my body flamed up, my fingers subconsciously gripping the steering wheel, just looking at her smile at him.
He walked inside, and the door was shut.
My heart was beating frantically just being there, I needed to drive out before I did something totally stupid. I ignited the engines of my car then zoomed off.
I didn't allow the thoughts of them stop me from driving round town, I took my time, I chose to enjoy the moments, I visited some other places just to see how much they have changed.
Everywhere except the Sinclair mansion. Some places are not just worth my visit.