The Billionaire Is Secretly Obsessed with Me

CHAPTER THREE: THE DEVIL FROM HELL

At this point, silence evaded the whole room, and no one dared to talk any further for minutes. she closed her eyes thoughtfully and opened it

unblinking. Rhetorically, she responded in a firm tone, “With due respect, do you understand the enormity and the risk you are

requesting me to take in sacrificing my life for your son's life?! How dare you ask me such a thing!? This is suicidal, are you insane?!” As

Miss Light was saying this, Mr. Douglas, who seemed like someone possessed, hurriedly knelt with his two legs,

and on seeing these persons including his wife and Miss Gladys Kilgore his sister also knelt to plead with her except the doctor who was still

standing. Swiftly, the doctor walked to his office door and locked it to restrict people from coming in, in light of what was

playing out in his office, and to avoid public propaganda having regard to the fact the high caliber of

people kneeling for nobody. Mr. Douglas Darvis said to her that he and his family members are both physically and emotionally

on their knees, and passionately pleaded with her to consider saving his only son, heir to everything he

had built. The atmosphere surrounding the office at this time was rather gloomy without a word

being uttered, tears began to well up in her eyes and with her left palm covering her face she said, “I

can't do it” and walked out of the office. Mr. Douglas at this point was visibly sweaty and stilled in kneeling,

when the Doctor coldly came closer to him, he gently tapped him on the shoulder as his

family's members watched on, “I will still talk to her”, said the doctor. “please do, I am dying slowly too”.

He held his hands firmly and raised him from his knees. Just then all the other family members slowly stood on their feet all sobered.

lost in deep thought of how to save her sick father from dying of cancer which required an urgent surgical

operation, with a stream of tears running down her cheeks and staring aimlessly on the ground with

her right hand supporting the right side of her cheek to the extent that she couldn't notice the presence of

her friend Grace Anderton who had been standing beside her for a while. Miss. Light is considering trading

one of her kidneys to Mr. Bright in the amount of $1,000,000.00 in other to enable their family to pay

for medical bills to save her sick dying father and the fearful risk involved during a kidney transplant which is a fifty-fifty percent chance

of survival, but also hesitant to offer her kidney to Mr. Bright because he had maltreated and physically abused her in

the past. Mr. Bright Darvis who is now diagnosed with a life-threatening kidney failure requires a specific donor match, what goes around

comes around. Who could believe that the all-powerful demi-god Mr. Bright Darvis will someday be

needing her help in life? Grace tapped her on the shoulder to snap her out of her thoughts. She has been a lifelong friend to her. She is short

with blonde hair and a fatty body although with beautiful eyes just like that of an eagle. Grace said, “You have to do

what do you have to do to save your father's life”? She blurted out even before her friend was done talking and replied. “I can't do that, Mr.

Bright doesn't deserve any part of my body to live after what he did to me. He's a devil from hell” “My dear

you have to do it if you intend your father to live on, it is the little sacrifice you have to pay for your family's love” Grace said persuasively. She

Looked at her with her voice thick with worry, and she coldly said, “Grace, I am really scared and now am in between the devil and the deep.

blue sea, am in a dilemma.” She doesn't know what to do next. Inasmuch she wants to save her father's life, she can't imagine

being the one to save Mr. Bright's life, considering all the despicable things he did to her in his father's company, at this time her eyes were

already well-up with tears, and Grace could also be seen with her face looking more concerned about the plight of Miss Bright. She

quickly hugged her in comfort and streams of tears ran down both cheeks wetting each other's shoulders.

Three years ago, when she worked at Mr. Bright's construction company in town as the secretary, On one certain Monday morning, she was already

seated in the office and highly engrossed with her secretarial paperwork, proofreading and correction of

typographic errors, just then her phone rang and her heart almost jumped out of her chest on sighting

the caller, Mr. Bright Darvis, and in a baritone voice he instructed her to get the paperwork

ready and fix him a coffee before he arrives at the office, and she replied “Okay sir”. Quickly, she hastened up her work and ran to fix the coffee for

him. Mr. Bright has specifications and precision in making his coffee, a little deviation on this usually leads to verbal abuses, sometimes physical.

Mr. Bright was driven in his car on his way to the office, he lit a cigarette and enjoyed it with long, slow

puffs, though he rarely smoked. He was deeply lost in thought of his business opportunities,

to the extent that even when his cell phone repeatedly rang he was unaware. when his driver looked back through the rearview mirror, to ascertain if he

was asleep or not, for him not picking up his cell phone. He was stunned to learn that he was very

much awake as both eyes caught each other. He has been pursuing a particular business opportunity of $100,000,000.00 against a rival business company in town.

On arriving at the place of his company, the driver quickly swung off from the seat and opened the car door for him. On sitting Mr. Bright's

convoy through the office window, all the office employees could be seen readjusting to finish up their respective official tasks

earlier assigned to them before the following day; his presence frightened his employees into obedience and exudes so much authority. Mr. Bright is also the

CEO of a very big manufacturing company that deals in textile & Logistics, though his family’s company, but oversees the affairs of the company.

However, this is a disguise of business to cover up as the main source of their business is drug pushing. Mr. Bright Darvis is the lord in the

underworld of the hard drugs business, this is a well-known fact among his business associates globally. Immediately, he

walked into his office with his security guards all suited in black, though they don't usually follow him to his

office. He swapped his card on his personal elevator and it opened just as he stepped in, it moved

him to the last floor of the office building where his personal office is, on stepping out from the elevator,

with a wave of his hand ordered his office secretary to follow him to his office. Miss. Light, at the speed of light, the office secretary could be

seen with a pile of files in her arms and went straight to Mr Bright's office. Miss Light, what are the appointments I have this week? She replied, Sir, you have a

couple of meetings with the Managing Director of Oscar Delight Company and the President of the So-Fine in Francisco, “Ok. Go and get me my

coffee, I earlier ordered you to prepare for me!” said Mr. Bright. She walked to the place where she kept the coffee, gently held

it, and placed it on his table while Mr. Bright was sitting down on his office executive chair observing her service. As she placed it on the table,

he signaled her to hold on and wait for him to have a taste of it. On sipping the coffee, he retorted

and spat it out on her face in disapproval and yelled, “you are a good-for-nothing girl, you couldn't fix me a proper coffee, all you do in

this office is lazy around” said Mr Bright, and subsequently poured the remnant still in the cup on her and further verbally abused her in the highest crudest form of

human sadism and directed her to clean up the mess on the floor. with intense look right now on his face. tears had already visibly well up in

her eyes, and she held her emotion, gently wiped off her face with her back palm, and walked off his office embarrassedly.