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She’s the boss,?I’m the maid?
?? Written by Haryormideh Ayeni ??
??? Episode Sixteen???
Courtney?
I couldn’t take it anymore, it’s not good to repay bad with bad.
I turned on the heater and went to her door, “Clara” I shouted her name and knocked.
“I’m not opening the door for you. I won’t let you do anything to me. Did you really think I was going to forgive you and leave Donald? Hell no girl, you’re just dreaming” she replied from the other side.
“Are you okay? You ate the food meant for me” I replied instead.
” Did you think I would come unprepared? You’re a real bch”
I shook my head and left the door, I can’t continue listening to her rants at least she’s okay.
Clara ??
I woke to the cold room. That must have been what woke me up.
I wanted to go out and turned on the heater but I can’t risk meeting Courtney or Donald so I stayed put and rubbed my arms together to generate heat.
The cold gradually went down and the air was back to normal then I heard a knock on the door.
My heart skipped a bit, “Clara” I heard Courtney shout and knocked.
“I’m not opening the door for you. I won’t let you do anything to me. Did you really think I was going to forgive you and leave Donald? Hell no girl, you’re just dreaming” I screamed letting her know I’m no way opening the door.
“Are you okay? You ate the food meant for me” She replied
” Did you think I would come unprepared? You’re a real bch” I smiled smugly. I heard her retreating footsteps and sighed in relief.
I quickly put a call through him.
“I give up” I shouted into the phone ” The girl is a wtch. I’ve never met with one in my life.”
“Calm down and tell me what happened” he replied quietly
“Can you believe I ended up eating the poisoned food. I didn’t even know the food was switched.”
“She’s a tough one I guess”
“No guessing, she’s a wtch. I think you should handle things yourself, I’m going to look for a way to run away this night. I don’t know the situation of Donald and I can’t spend another day in jail”
“Okay I’ll do things myself then” he replied and hung up.
I stood and began packing my luggages, I can’t spend another night here.
Courtney ??
Donald barely moved, he slept still. The only thing moving which acts as evidence that he’s alive is his chest rising up and down.
He was burning up. I went to the bathroom and got a bowl of water and towel.
I dipped the towel in the water and placed it on his forehead.
I need to see Courtney and know why she’s doing this.
I know getting an answer from her would be difficult. I watched over Donald while a plan formulated in my head.
When it was ten pm, I wore my disguise which was a long sleeve white cloth and I poured white powder on my face, hands and feet.
I looked into the mirror to check my outfit but my hair seemed out of place so I tied my hair with a white scarf and used my masscara to make a circle around my eyes then head to Clara’s room.
I checked on Donald on my way, he’s still sleeping.
I tried the door knob, it was locked. I listened for any sound from the other side and heard the shower running.
I bent down and picked the lock, a trick a learnt long time ago when I was in the dark room, being tortured.
The lock gave way and I opened the door silently. I took my position beside the door to prevent her from running.
I looked around and noticed she had parked her belongings.
She came out the bathroom humming to herself while drying her hair.
She let out a long shrilling scream when she saw me and knelt down, crying profusely.
“Why do you want to kill my grandson and his maid?” I asked in a cold voice, staring at her.
She broke eye contact and brought her palms together “please don’t kill me. I was sent to kill only his maid and make him lose his senses”
Someone wants to kill me?? Who could that possibly be?
“Who?” I asked, my voice colder
“His Uncle, I don’t know his name but he sent me.”
“The one coming tomorrow?”
“Yes” she nodded
“He gave you his reason?”
” He wants Donald out of the way so he can have the company to himself” she cried harder “please don’t kill me”
“Do you know the situation of my grandson now because of you?? I want you out of this house this instant” I maintain my calm. I couldn’t care less it’s dark outside. “Kiss the floor” I ordered.
She immediately bent down and kissed the floor. I used that moment to make my exit.
This is seriously unbelievable. Donald’s uncle is behind this? Uncle that’s coming tomorrow? His favourite uncle from the text message I got? He’s spending two weeks.
Ohgawd….. another two weeks of agony.
Tbc………??????
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