Chapter 150

Konstantin:

“What do you mean Yigrette is dead?” I asked, frowning as I answered the phone. 

Batrov hesitated, and I could tell that the man gulped, trying to form a right sentence as he did. 

“She fell down the stairs, boss.” He said, and I took a deep breath as I tried to control myself and anger.

“How the fucking hell would a woman like her…?”

“She was wearing heels. She passed by Elena’s room, and as she was leaving, she tripped and fell.” He said, and I took a deep breath. “She hit her head as she did, and we couldn’t stop the bleeding when we found her. The doctors said that it would have been a miracle for her to survive.” 

“She was drunk, wasn’t she?” I asked, tapping my fingers on the desk. The idea of her drinking on the job was something that I didn’t like. She knew the rules, but I knew that she went past them at times, and now it cost her life.

“She had alcohol in her system. But I am not sure that she was drunk, boss.” He said, and I scoffed, knowing that he was defending her. The man knew what I would do to punish her when I came home because of this, but then again, with her dead, I knew that I had nothing to do but find another woman to trust. 

“Did you check the cameras?” I asked, “did you confirm that she fell or did you assume that she did?”

“We did, and the one thing that we saw was her walking down the first step before her heel slipped. She tried grabbing onto something, but it didn’t work.” He said, and I nodded.

“No one was with her?” I asked.

“I will send you the video, sir. It would be best for you to see it to confirm. Maybe there is something that you would be able to catch that we couldn’t.” He said, and I rolled my eyes as I pinched the bridge of my nose.

“And you were hired because you couldn’t do the job, am I wrong?” I asked, mocking the man. “I asked a question, and I expect an answer. I am not going to be doing your job and tending to whatever it was that you had to look into.”

I hung up before the man could answer, knowing that he was going to know better than to fail again this time. I got up from my desk before looking out the window, momentarily getting distracted as I did. 

“I can assume that there is something bothering you?” Vivian, the woman who was on my bed asked. Her eyes met mine through the window, and she got up from the bed as she walked toward me. Her hand gently touched my back, massaging its center as she did. My woman, my pride, and the one person that I hid from the world. “Do you want to tell me what’s going on?”

“Yigrette died,” I said, and she frowned. Our little one, our little girl, was the one thing that we both had. She took a step back, and shook her head as she tried to hide her pain.

“How?” She asked, watching as I turned to face her. “And do not expect me to accept an I don’t know…”

“She fell down the stairs,” I said, stopping her. “They checked the cameras and confirmed that she did.”

“I sent her to you because she was to be safer, Konstantin.” She said, shaking her head as she refused to believe what she just heard. “How the fucking hell did she fall down the stairs?” 

I closed my eyes as I forced myself to suck in my pain. I walked toward her, watching as she took a step back. “I didn’t want her as your heir, and I accepted the fact that she didn’t know me as a father. I accepted that you watched her grow from a distance, and I accepted knowing that you had that bitch in a room out of a fucking debt that her family didn’t pay. But losing my daughter, she was the one thing that I had, Konstantin. She was my strength, our fruit of love…”

“I am going to make anyone who has hurt her…”

“You just said that she fell down the stairs, Konstantin! What are you going to do? Blow the fucking stairs because she fell?” She asked, stopping me. “What was she even doing up there? How the hell did she fall?”

“She was checking on Elena, drunk…”

“You and your fucking bitch.” She said, snapping at the mention of Elena. “Seven fucking years were not enough for you and I never complained. Not once did I tell you that I wanted to be by your side despite knowing that my daughter was living far from her father. Despite you taking her for days, weeks, and sometimes months, leaving me to bloody think where my child is and how she is doing. It is not until she is back in my home that I can go to bloody sleep, and not once did I complain…”

“Vivian, I gave her the order…”

“Then you are going to fucking choose to give a different one.” She said, stopping me. 

“I am not a man for you to play this game with, Vivian.” I said, warning my woman. She shook her head and despite the tears that were falling from her eyes, she laughed. “She is my daughter too, Vivian.”

“Then she goes.” She said, making me frown in confusion. “Just like you killed her family, you are going to kill her. Otherwise, believe me when I fucking say that I am going to slaughter her myself. And I am not going to spare her for a moment.”

“Vivian…”

“Seven years is enough time for her to have made you an heir.” She said, stopping me. “Considering that she hasn’t, then you are going to get rid of her. For our daughter’s blood, no matter how not involved she was in it, I want her dead.”

“She was the last person that my daughter spoke to, and if I mean anything to you, then she is to die.” She said, and I took a deep breath as I tried to calm myself down, reminding myself that she was in pain due to losing her only child. And though she was also my daughter, I knew that she was a mother. It was the one thing that I wasn’t going to be able to compete with her in.

“I am going to deal with this my way,” I said, not wanting to kill the woman. I knew that she benefitted me alive, and I wasn’t going to let the anger of a woman control my decision, especially not in something like this. “And you are going to trust me.”

“I trust no one…”

“Good,” I said, stopping her. “But you know for a fucking fact that you have no other option than to trust me. Therefore, unless you want to find yourself buried in a grave by her side, I am going to suggest that you calm yourself down and wait for what I am going to do. Elena’s life will be taken, but first, I need her alive. And only when I am done would I be giving it to you, am I making myself clear?”

I walked toward the door without waiting for her response before opening it. “I am going to need some fresh air.”

I slammed the door shut before walking toward my car as I picked my phone out of my pocket. Jensen opened the door for me, and I got in as a dialed Batrov’s number.

“Boss…?”

“Send me the videos. And I want to know exactly where she was before she fell, do you fucking understand me…?”