Chapter 54

His hands were moving ferociously on the bed and Elodre couldn't just live with herself. Her hands were clammy from fright and cold sweat was discharging from her aching forehead. She kept shifting away and was about to fall off the bed. She couldn't even see.

Oh God please calm him down…please….

She prayed inwardly. She quickly got out of the bed and lay on the floor while he kept punching the bed viciously, huffing in rage.

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In a couple of minutes when he became calm, Elodre quietly lay on the bed again. Heart pounding in her chest, she was listening to his rough breathing.

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The morning sun rays, plus birds chirping woke Elodre up. Yawning, she stretched as she sat up on the bed. The strong smell of whiskey wafted into her nostrils. Her lip dropped upon seeing how messed up the room was. Cayden has destroyed everything! He'd broken the little glass table and her mirror! The sofa was upside down and the room was all littered with pieces of broken things, plus the drink that had spilled on the floor last night.

Damn!! How did he manage to break her chair into pieces with his bare hands?! Elodre wondered. He'd broken her makeup table as well, and her makeup kit had been broken, messing up the floor!! Oh, my God! Could he?!

Her eyes were wide.

What really got him furious last night? She wondered. Thank goodness, she didn't fall victim to his rage if not God knows she could've been a dead ass by now. That was a narrow escape.

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Ding! Ding!

A notification popped up on her phone. Raising one of the pillows, she slipped out the phone.

"Grand rising, darl!❤" Roberts replied to her message. "Sorry I'm late…was super swamped yesterday. Would be my pleasure to sit out with you at noon! Just hit me up whenever you're ready! See you around!😘" She read.

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Cayden's face was still grim. He was still enraged. Drumming his fingers on the paper-infested table in his office, he was gazing blankly into space. His eyes were bloodshot and glittery. He'd not spoken to anyone since he came this morning, and Kate didn't dare to cross his path as she noticed his countenance.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number. "Yes! Samuel, where are you? Go to my home and replace whatever has to be replaced in my room. Do it asap." He hung up and blew out heavily. He tossed the phone on his table. Placing his elbows on the table, he poked his fingers into his hair.

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She has to hurry so the girls can clean up the room. After bathing, she put on her pink Minnie Mouse crew neck cardigan, black baggy pants, and pink sneakers. Viewing her reflection through her phone's screen on her lap, she combed her hair and spilled it down so that it framed her face.

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Jasmine and the other girls were astonished to see her. Elodre had not come down the stairs for a while now and her stunning look didn't fail to fascinate them.

"Good morning, Mrs. Brooks!!" They all bowed to her and she smiled in response.

She was just so warm and sweet. She looks just like an angel. "Y…you look gorgeous, ma'am," One of the girls said and the rest smiled.

"Oh, really?" Elodre quietly pulled one of the dining chairs and sat.

"Yes, ma'am," The girls chuckled.

"Thank you!!" She smiled back. They were doing a pretty good job. The whole place was spotless and shiny.

"So sorry ma'am," Jasmine hurried to her in a long-sleeve free gown, an apron, and a chef cap. "I… I…was about to bring your breakfast to your…"

"Oh, no, it's fine," Elodre cut her off. "I'll eat here."

"Alright, ma'am," Jasmine bowed and hurried to the kitchen.

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In a blue jean pant and a red sweatshirt, pushing a trolley in the luxurious, ice-cold, and richly-stocked supermarket, Jigyasa was shopping when she saw a red-haired girl in a short pink gown, black jacket on heels, picking a huge pack of frosties from one of the shelves rows a few distances away. The girl didn't look at her so she wasn't sure who she was…but, "Samantha?" Jigyasa raised a brow. "Samantha?"

With a puzzled look, the girl turned back. "Hey!!!" A smile lit up her face. "Jigyasa!!!" She walked over.

They hugged.

"My goodness!" Jigyasa was smiling sweetly, assessing her. "Been a while like forever!"

"Yeah," Samantha winked. "How have you been?"

"Been good!" Jigyasa said. "How's work going??"

"Well," Samantha said. "Work has been pretty hectic lately." She brushed her red straight hair with her black polished fingers. "What about yours?"

"Likewise," Jigyasa shrugged with her hands placed on the trolley's handle. "Are you gonna grab something else?"

Samatha's sparkling blue gaze lowered to the jumbo pack of frosties. "Oh, no! I'm done!" She gazed up at Jigyasa. "What about you?"

"Yeah," Jigyasa said. "Just wanna grab some toiletries."

"Oh, cool!" Samantha said and they started walking slowly while Jigyasa was picking a few things from the toiletries section. "So, how's my brother treating you?"

"Man!" Jigyasa chuckled. "Your bro is so crazy! He even asked me to quit my job." She gazed at Samantha who didn't look surprised.

"Of course," Samantha said.

"But it was a pretty long story though."

"Really?" She raised a brow. "Do you mind if we go grab some coffee?"

"Sure!" Jigyasa said.

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Samantha took a sip of the hot coffee and cleared her throat softly. They were sitting opposite each other in a cool corner on one of the set metal tables and chairs. There were hums of conversations from the background. Customers were going in and out of the elegant coffee shop. One of the most expensive coffee shops in town.

"So, what's the story?" Samantha was placing her lower arms on the table, gazing at her.

"You know," Jigyasa sipped her coffee and gently dropped the mug on the saucer. "Bradley tried to fuck me…"

"What?!" Samantha's eyes widened, revealing her spotless white eyeballs, covering her mouth with her palms. "Did you tell my bro about it?"

"Sure," Jigyasa said.

"Then I guess Bradley should be dead by now cause Weston's gonna kill him."

"Exactly!" Jigyasa said. "I never realized how much of a wolf your brother is until I saw how he beat Bradley up, right in his office. Man!! Your bro so wild."

Sipping her coffee, Samantha chuckled softly. "Yeah, very wild. He gets very angry when you fuck with him and can do whatever shit that comes to his mind."

"Literally," Jigyasa picked up the mug. "I'm still astonished at how Bradley couldn't even face him."

"Hmm," Arms folded, Samantha raised a brow. "No one can stand Weston unless you wanna die. He can go all the way out to deal with you even at the last drop of his blood. Weston has been a headstrong folk from childhood…yet he's fun to be with."

"Very whimsical and jovial…"

"Yeah," Samantha was about to sip her coffee but paused. Gazing at the entrance, her thick arch-shape brows furrowed in a frown.

"What's wrong?" Jigyasa asked and gazed in that direction. She gasped in astonishment and…

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