Chapter 17
Elena’s POV
Iblinked twice in shock at Charlotte’s message. The text boldly displayed on my laptop’s screen. I was unse of many things, one was how Charlotte fad gotten my email address in the first place, although that could have been an easy guess. Another thing I could not seem to comprehend was what she needed to talk to me about and the importance of the discussion.
I also wondered whether to reply her test or not. Perhaps I could be falling into one of Charlotte’s schemes like that done in the past. I leaned her, everything about her screamed fake and selfish.
I sighed heavily as I slowly typed back to her. “How can I be of help to you? If you want to talk about what happened the other night, then I sug paused unsure of whether to send that to her. After all, everything could turn around for my good. This could be a huge advantage to get under Charlotte’s skin.
cleared my message and retyped a much more clearer text. “How can I help you Charlotte?”
It was as if Charlotte was desperately waiting for my response, in less than some minutes the hastily typed back. “My husband, it seems like you know him quite well” I smirked in satisfaction as I read the text out loud. I knew exactly where Charlotte was driving this to but I chose to play dumb. “What about it him?” I typed back to her in a haste.
I relaxed comfortably on the bed and crossed my legs as I stared at my laptop screen. This was fun and good way to get myself distracted from Damien’s mother and that bitch Vanessa. I could hear their indistinct chatters coming from downstairs and I could also hear the shuffling noises echoing loudly.
I gritted my teeth in anger and felt the urge to rush downstairs and warn them from touching any of my stuffs but then it suddenly dicked to me that nothing here was exactly mine. Everything here belonged to Damien so technically they had the right to touch it.
I rolled my eyes and muttered a cuss under my breath. Suddenly, a chiming noise jolted me out of my thoughts and back to the main focus. I drifted my attention back to Charlotte’s email and I smiled in satisfaction at her next text. “I need you to help me find out more about the woman my husband is seeing.”
Thad Charlotte in the palm of my hands. This was indeed an opportunity come once, I just needed to think of the right way to manipulate things in my favour. All I knew for sure was that i would be able to manipulate Charlotte into turning against Adrian. For some weird reason unknown to me, I felt that
Adrian needed to suffer the most for what he did to me.
“What is in for me?” I typed back to Charlotte. The last thing I wanted to do was make myself seem suspicious. I had to play hard to get, more reasons for
Charlotte to trust me.
“What do you want? Money?” Charlotte typed back. I choked out a hysteric laughter. Money my foot. if only she knew what I truly wanted. I wanted revenge, I wanted her to suffer, I wanted her to pay for hersins.
“I will think about it. Give me till the end of tomorrow.” I typed it as a brand new idea suddenly popped into my head.
I shut my laptop close and crossed my legs sas started to brainstorm. Shares! That was the idea, I was going to buy shares from Charlotte and Adrian’s company in order to get closer to them. The closer I am to them, the more dirt to dig and the more manipulations to happen.
I always had the idea of buying shares from their company but I needed Damien to be in support of my idea or else it would never be possible, He was the one with the money and not to mention, my movements were restricted so I could not exactly buy shares without Damien’s consent
I sat in my room throughout the day, brainstorming and drafting out a perfect plan to showcase to Damien. Once it was 8pm, I heard the doorbell ring and i knew it was Damien. Trushed downstairs and to my uttermost surprise, I noticed Vanessa was still at the house, sitting comfortably on the couch with a champagne glass clutched tight to her hands.
Damien’s mother was not in sight. I scoffed at fanessa and snapped at her, “What the hell do you think you are doing?”
Vanessa rolled her eyes at me. “What does it look like I am doing?” She snapped back at me. I noticed that she was beginning to show her true colour and I loved it for her, that way we would both be able to act clear about our feelings.
“You do not live here so what do you think you are doing? Should you not be at your home by now?” I yelled at her. I felt anger and resentment rise in me
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as I stared at Vanessa. She Irritated me a whole lot
The banging on the door had not stopped but I cared less about that and more about Vanessa. Surprisingly for me, she ignored me by brishing shoulder and opening the door widely to reveal Damien.
He looked exhausted, as a matter of fact, exhaustion was an understatement. His eyes settled on Vanessa and his mouth widened in shock.
“Vanessa.” He called out her name. “What are you still doing here?” He asked.
“Damien, I…” Even before she could complete her sentence, 1 yanked Damien by the wrist and snapped at him. “We need to talk.” I said bot taken aback when Damiem pulled away from my grip and said to me sternly. “Ineed to speak to my mother first.”
I felt disappointment wash over me. Why did it feel like Damien had chosen his mother over me? And even if he had, why was hurt?
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