His desire Her Pleasure

Chapter Two

The Master Mind

Yolanda Shelrinder

“Get me the damn money!” I screamed, as I pushed the whole breakable glass items I could lay my hands on, on the floor.

“I'm sorry ma but I don't have access to transact with Mr George Shelrinder account” Odraph , the family and financial lawyer responded calmly.

“Then send money through company's account, tell that manager to not mess with me” I spat. Angrier than I was before.

“Do you think I'm a fool?” I said further.

“Mr George gave no permission to anyone not even Annabel and I won't dare do anything illegally” Odraph said sternly.

“I never asked you to, I only said tell the manager to send the money” I said more dramatically, feeling exhausted.

You can tell him yourself ma'am” he responded more hardened

“I need the money for his life support bills and food in the home. Do you want me to starve?” I said more emotionally playing the emotional blackmail game

is eyes softened as he said “Okay I'll tell him” and walked away.

I rolled my eyes feeling annoyed and not in control.

Oh foolish husband, how could he restrict his account to even his lawyer? After all I have done for him? He is going to leave me in hunger?

“You're just as useless as George Shelrinder right now.” I mustered under my breath pissed off than before.

George Shelrinder, my husband has been in coma for 2 years now. I am tempted to let him die taking him off medical support so I can enjoy his money but then his stupid lawyer…

I should have gotten rid of him too like I did Annabel… stupid girl. I hope she's dead whereever she is.

She's the reason I killed her mother oh what a sweet memory I thought while I smoked the pot in my hands with reckless abandon.

I remember vividly how I called her that night.

“Hey Angela, could you come and stay with me I'm scared I'm going to die soon” I said faking a cough and a croaked voice pretending to be sick.

When she came, and stayed over and then I asked her to make me orange juice which I had already drugged the cup with invisible white powder. She took the cups and made orange juice and brought them. I knew the one with poison and so I took the other one.

The poison lasts 48 hours before it kills the person. Very dangerous and it worked very slowly. By the time she feels the effect it would be two days after she left my house and no one will be able to trace the effects to me.

Oh that day, I danced and rejoiced knowing I was one step closer to my goal. Which was, marry Annabel's father and inherit the property and riches.

Oh damn! That man was stinkingly rich, I wonder the kind of brain he had. I was intoxicated by his level of wealth and swore to get it.

Puffing out some more smoke from the pot I began to sip the alcohol red wine. It taste so good.

Yes, I was Annabel's personal coach… well it was all part of the plan. I needed to be part of the family to know where to penetrate. Oh how smart of me!

As she always calls me

“Miss Yolanda”

Such an intelligent girl and that's exactly why I hate her. Her intelligence could destroy my plan so I took her out of the way.

I gained their trust and likeability for 2 years then struck! Damn! The plan was a mastermind.

And here I am! Goal not complete but I'm happy here.

“Oh I need money” I moaned and groaned while picking up the phone.

“Jeda, tell that stupid manager that I said if he doesn't send me the 3million dollars in the next 30 minutes, his head will be rolling on the floor” I screamed at him slapping the phone down as I ended the call.

I took over the company ever since my husband went into coma. Oh money is good and really good on me!!

Now that I got all that I want except that George Shelrinder disrupted my plans. I thought he already had the will with the lawyer because I was ready to arrange his death by accident but until Jeda gave me the news that there was no will.

The only will given by my husband is here as stated

“Not one of my property be shared without my consent. If at all I'm dead before I can share my will, then all properties will go to the less privileged except my company.”

Unfortunately, I told Jeda to employ mechanics to dislodge the break of his range rover and before we knew and George Shelrinder was already on his way to a meeting… in that range rover.

“s**t” I said unconsciously, recalling the moment. I wish I got the information earlier.

I knew where he was headed and I sent rescue team paying so much money to make sure they keep him alive.

I feel like I made a huge mistake as I gulped up more shots of the alcohol drink.

“I won't lose this battle” I said to myself.

I closed my eyes trying to shove off the thought's of losing this game as fear grips me.

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At the Hospital

Nurse checks his vitals and take notes, adjusting the pace of the drip fluid. She presses his finger and waits to see response. She pinches his hands more painfully desperate to see a reaction.

Looking disappointed, she stops and sighs murmuring something as she takes one more look and walks away from the bed and out of the ICU ward, the doors open on it's own accord.

She leaves.

Mr George Shelrinder lifts a finger, and another finger.

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