Chapter 3

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“I heard you are now married to a billionaire or rather into a rich family after your dad's incidence” the voice on the other end of the phone says. “What do you want Chris, I have no time for your troubles?” Carol asks with a worried and low tone. “Wonderful!, so now Chris is now trouble, I see” the voice continues. “You have already wasted five minutes of my time. For the last time, what do you want from me?” She questioned but this time her voice going up in frustration. “I want money” he finally answered. “Okay?” she mirrored him while waiting for him to give reasons for wanting money. “What do you mean ‘okay’?” he questioned in a confused tone. “you said you wanted money which is ridiculous but didn't state why and whose made you want” she answered while trying to frustrate him more. “Your money b***h!, your husband's, all of it, I want it all” he shouted at the top of his voice with rage. “And if I may ask, what is going to happen if don't give your crazy ass money, kill me?” She pressed further. “I see you have grown some balls over the years you b***h” he cursed her. “Well here's what is going to happen if you don't send me money. I'm going to send your husband your nude photos for his viewing pleasure. Of course I know just one photo wouldn't be enough for his viewing pleasure, that's why I'm going to send him another one after let's say uhmm about twenty four hours of sending the first photo. Guess what the second one would be darling? A photo of us cuddling naked” he laughs hard before blasting of and calling her b***h one more time. Carol froze on the phone because she definitely did not see this coming even if she met with a soothsayer. She knew the type of guy she dated in the past. She knew he wasn't joking one bit about everything he just said. How can all the good times she had in the past with her ex boyfriend turn to a nightmare she never imagined. She began to question herself whether couples getting nasty with each other and taking photos for their viewing pleasure was a terrible idea. She had an image to protect now she's married into the Ortega family. Her immediate family is yet to recover from the absence of her father, and now this. Of course she was terrified but tried to put up a tough image before she continued with him on the phone. She cleared her throat then proceeded. “Chris we broke up a long time ago and I clearly do not owe you anything or remember owing you anything so where is this coming from” she questioned him. “well, I got locked up for a couple of months and you never did try to reach out or check up me on me those times. I got out and I'm hearing you have gone to study law in a different city and you also changed your phone number so I can't reach you. I felt betrayed with everything” his voice cracked as he poured out his heart. Carol stayed quiet for a moment after she listened to Chris give his reasons for his threats. She took a deep breath before she could continue to with him. But before she could say a word, a car horn blared in close proximity. She stood up from the couch where she sat and moved towards the glass window beside the entrance to see Bastien turning off his car engine. Her heart beat raced faster than before and she became more anxious. How was she going to put herself together without rasing any suspicion from Bastien. “Can I call you back later so we can talk this out properly Chris” she pleaded. “I don't need to remind you what's at stake when you fail to call me back and come to terms with me” he dropped the call instantly. Carol took a long sigh before looking in the mirror to adjust any negative facial expression that might give her off easily. Bastien walked inside without say a word with a tired face that demanded not to be disturbed. “welcome home honey” Carol said to him but got no response. Clearing her throat, she moved towards him from behind to tap his shoulder to understand his silence and coldness. But instead he flinged his right hand backwards and landed a slap on her face. “Don't you dare touch me!” He yelled at her as he began undoing his tie She held up her face from the reaction of his physical action. It was obvious to her that he wasn't himself once again, but rather far from a sober state. As she walked closer to him, she smelled alcohol from his breathe. Tears rolled down from her eyes before she could even utter a word. “Is this where this always leads each time you drown yourself in alcohol” but before she could finish up her statement, he gave her a resounding slap, more much heavier than the first one. “Don't you dare talk to me like that” he yelled at her again. She finally summoned the courage to face him and look him in the eyes. “becoming your punching bag wasn't one of the things I signed up for when I agreed to marry you. A drug addict certainly isn't among the list” she added. He pushed her away before making his way to the stairways. “Get out of my way or you receive more of that” *** Carol was busy working on her office desk when a call came on her mobile phone. She glanced through her phone screen to see the caller, it was her mom. She wasn't expecting her call anytime as she knows it's her working hours. But it much be important, so she finally answered. “Mom I'm super busy right now I call..” her mom cut in before she could finish her sentence. “I know sweetheart and if it wasn't important I wouldn't be calling at this time” her mom made her feel safe. She sighed before giving her the go ahead. “One of your father's associate named Jones, called in and was requesting for your number” Clicking on the keyboard on her desk “what does he need my number for” she demanded from her mom. “He said it has something to do with your father. Something that might prove he is innocent” Carol went silent for bit before she could process the words that came out from her mom's me mouth. Carol wasn't sure how genuine the could be and it sounded too good to be true. “Do you know this man mom?” She questioned. “I have met him a couple of times with your father so he's a familiar face for sure” “Okay mom send my number to him..and oh!, tell him to call me in three hours time” ***
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