HelenIt was a good thing to be a celebrity, I knew that my fame had escalated, but not outside of Austin. When I set foot there, everyone stood and started clapping, I widened my eyes in confusion. What the hell are these people doing? I hope they know it's the wrong person. I duck my head and imagine how embarrassing it will be when they figure out that I am not the person. I waited for them to stop before I brightened my face to light again, instead, they continued clapping and mumbling in between.“Make some noise for our latest model.” It came from Sir Mark, I turned in his direction as soon as I heard the voice, and in no time I looked behind him, around the door, but no one else was there other than us. He winks at me before giving the loudest clap.At that point, I knew it was me, everything was now falling into place. Well, certainly I didn't know how to react to that, but something in me pushed me to wave, and I did. Surprisingly, it works. After a few more rounds of applau
The first thought that I picked was forcing the drink down her throat."You want to give me that, Jane?" I noticed her stillness when I asked and I smirked"Huh?"She readjusted in the bed, covering herself with the duvet before nodding with a smile."huh hmm, sure it's for you, have it." She extended farther to my face. I shook my head and shifted to the edge of the bed."I am fine, thank you. " I tried to smile while watching her reaction. Her forehead tied up instantly, and her brow folded. Just as I suspected, she was disappointed. She must have thought I would give in to her weak praise and drink from her cup.I know she would probably not poison this particular drink, because of the insecure environment. Still, I didn't want to give her a chance or should I say, any reason to think I will eat with her. She knew if I got hurt that night, if no one else should know, the bodyguard behind the door would certainly know she had a hand. I think she wants to gain my trust first. To m
I got off the bed immediately, with all the speed I could generate at that moment. With the way I jump from it, one could suspect that the bed was burning my butt. It was like a natural reflex that I couldn’t help The mention of Jane in the kitchen brought terror and despair, even confusion instantly. Her presence in that kitchen could only bring death. I may not be the victim, because I know of her motives, but another person may be, so I have to stop her immediately. Helen, think of something, I muttered to myself as I rolled my eyes up and down. “Excuse me ma’am” The voice on the other end sounded again, and I realized that she had held her breath, and waited for me to say something. “Oh, that’s nice. I have to wait then. Thank you.” I dropped the phone and rubbed my forehead. I smiled when I realized that I was sitting and rubbing my forehead like Lucas. I guess he has transferred some of this threat to me. This isn’t a time to think about Lucas. For God's sake, it’s a human lif
She stepped out of the elevator which looked like a house, her face was all bright up with a smile. I tried to maintain a calm face too while accessing every detail of her expressions. "I brought your food, ma'am Helen," she said after stepping closer to where I was standing. "My food? You didn't tell me you were a chef Jane" I said to her still smiling. I stepped forward and peeped inside the cart. "What's in there?" I pointed at one of the covered foods. "It's a special egg benedict, I know you'll like it, I made it with hollandaise sauce and a bit of beacon." She said smiling. The name of the food was enough to reject it. I was never a fan of poached eggs. Even as a kid, my mum would always try her best to convince me to eat it, but all her effort was abortive. I placed my right hand on my mouth so I won't be tempted to vomit. "What's that? Don't you like eggs?" She must have noticed my unusual face and probed. "Not really, so Jane, when did you become a chef?" She smiled
I felt her wet nose stick on my legs. She held onto the tip of my trouser while burying her face on my feet. At that point i felt compassionate, i felt like lifting her up and telling her that it was alright. But remembering the evil plot she and Catherine has plotted harden my heart again. I shifted from her and looked up to the other chief. I wanted to know if there was anyone among them that help her out.“Who was with her when she poisoned the food.?” i throw the question on the air, they shrug one after the other and turned in suspicion to one of the chefs. I looked at the four of them carefully, trying to identify any form of fear around them. “Who?” I shouted, this time with a tighten face.I was about intimidating them, when three men with an irregular pattern of cloth came in. They wore black trousers with a white shirt tuck in, the black tie around their neck was not too long, long enough to be allowed in a church choir department. The distinctive different between them and
Her voice sent chills down my spine. I was supposed to be angry, why am I letting fear find me? I said to myself. I picked up the little piece of anger that had refused to be scared, to reply to her. Just as I was about to give her the most brutal verbal banter I have ever given anyone, I remembered Jude, poor and scared Jude, that meant nothing other than good intentions towards me. I paused and tamed the burning rage inside of me. I must not drag him into this. I have to respect his bravery. It takes a courageous man to do what he did. Despite knowing that, telling me about Jane and Catherine's conspiracy may bring awful consequences, he still went ahead. “You allow them to take her away?” she added. Maybe because she was impatience, couldn’t wait for my reply. I looked around the spacious room, trying still to calm myself, then I realize I have almost ruined the gown in my hands. I have unconsciously transferred my aggression to the poor cotton. “I had no choice, she tried to poi
I couldn’t tell why, but the first person my brain interpreted to me was Buzz. Then the memories of that cold day came. His evil smile, white hat, clown laugh, cold voice, punches, screams, Sandra’s words, Lucas's serious face, shifted sleeves, everything. I felt my head about to burst, I stood blank like someone who had just gotten a revelation. My eyes were fixed on the figure, but wasn’t seeing anyone. Maybe I did, but the shock bared my brain from interpreting. “Miss, Helen,” I felt a hand on my shoulder, it was gentle but the roughness that he use to shake me got me out of the trance. I sprang at once and robbed my eyes with my palm. What is happening to me? Why am I seeing things that have passed? Must be the effect of what happened earlier.“Are you okay?” a familiar voice came out after my brain as finally settled. I looked in that direction and it was Sir Mark. “I’m sorry if I have startled you. I didn’t mean to do such,” he said with his hand still on my shoulder. I shifte
Dallas was a beautiful city, one I would always visit over and over again if I had the chance. Though the poisoning incident touched every part of my weakness, I still consider working with Sir Mark the most enjoyable moment of my life so far. After the TV show, Sir Mark arranges another dinner party, which he calls send forth. I would only say thank you and participate because saying no to Sir Mark is a total waste of time. Every member of the crew gathered. Cooled music filled the air, and soft and strong wine was exuberant. And of course, I take pleasure in enjoying a few glasses of strong wine. I let go, loosen up, and enjoy every moment as If it were my last. Austin was already on my mind. The crib of my better half was just a few hours from now. I was in the midst of 4 with me making 5 but it was as if I was alone in solitude. The chatter, laughing, and even the cool music which helped me enjoy the drink Fell on deaf ears. My quietness took over me, causing me to travel as far