Chapter 47 Triple The Price

Chapter 47 Triple The Price
The sound of Gina’s husband moans filled the VIP room.

The video of him tied to a bed, dripping with Lust as he pleaded to be whipped by Celia made Gina’s body shake from embarrassment and anger.

Elizabeth smiled, turning off the video and placing it back in her bag.

She let go of Gina’s hands and Gina turned around, her eyes bloodshot as they stayed glued to a particular someone that was trying to make a run for it.

Gina grabbed her by the hair, pulling her back into the room.

‘’You fucker!’’ She shouted, tears stinging her eyes as she twisted Celia’s hair in her arms.

Celia winced, trying to push her off.

She managed to do so, turning to Gina with bloodshot eyes. 

‘’Stupid bitch! I prepared him for you! You should be thanking me you selfish brat!’’ She shouted, her voice making the other workers jump as they all stared at the scene, amused.

The two ladies had been best friends like minutes ago. Who knew they’d be the one in this position instead.

‘’Preparing him for me?! You were fucking my husband! My own bestfriend was fucking my husband!’’ Gina screamed, her head trying to process it as she said it in her head all over and over again.

‘’So what?! You don’t satisfy him anyways.’’ Celia replied defiantly, brushing her hair backwards.

A few strands came off, making her widen her eyes in shock at the damage Gina had done to her hair.

‘’I don’t satisfy him?’’ The words felt like a bile stuck in Gina’s throat.

She clenched her fist tightly and headed for Celia, ready to punch her when Elizabeth cleared her throat, stopping her.

Or rather, stopping them. 

Because Celia was also in a fighting stance, waiting for Gina to come at her so she could pounce back.

Elizabeth eyes flew to the clock for a minute, her tongue clicking.

She’d spent more time than expected on the boutique.

‘’Let’s not go around throwing hands. At least not while I’m still here.’’ She chuckled walking towards them.

‘’The dress.’’ Elizabeth started, pointing towards it.

‘’Give it to me and I’ll be on my way out.’’ She continued.

Gina paused, her eyes flashing with defiance.

‘’Who the fuck do you think you are?!’’ She shouted, her anger now directed at Elizabeth.

She was someone that society looked up to! Now she was shamed and standing in the middle of sales people whose phones where now recording her distress.

She was probably going viral right now!

She stomped her foot in anger as she headed for Elizabeth, anger consuming her.

‘’Just because you called my husband’s fuck up doesn’t mean I get to do what you fucking say!’’ She spat, crossing her arms against eachother.

Elizabeth chuckled, raising both hands in the air like she had given up.

‘’You’re right. Your husband’s fuck ups. How about I call yours instead?’’ She said, flashing a toothy grin at Gina as she saw her shocked expression.

Gina stared around the room, watching the judgemental gaze of the customers and sales people falling her.

She shivered, her eyes going back to Elizabeth.

Gritting her teeth, she stepped closer, her voice low. ‘’What the fuck do you mean by that?!’‘

Elizabeth laughed, ready to slip her hand into her purse when Gina stopped her, her nervous gaze trailing back to the people.

‘’I’ll give you the dress.’’ She muttered, stepping back.

She reached for the couch and picked up the dress, her shoulder’s bumping into Celia as she walked.

Celia shrank into a corner, staring at them.

With the dress in her hand, Gina headed over towards Elizabeth and placed it in her arms defeatedly.

But Elizabeth wasn’t done with her.

She passed it back to her, making Gina frown.

She had been hell bent on the dress. Now that she was handing it to her on a platter, she didn’t want it anymore.

‘’Pay for it.’’ Elizabeth uttered, making Gina’s eyes widen.

‘’What the fuc—‘’

Elizabeth slipped her hands into her purse threateningly, making Gina pause.

She shook her head, clenching her jaws from anger.

She headed for the cashier’s take and placed the dress on the counter.

‘’That would be..?’’ She asked, taking out her card.

‘’$36,000 ma’am.’’ The cashier responded, taking the card off Gina.

‘’Triple it. I said I’ll pay triple the price remember?’’ Elizabeth said, making Gina’s eyes widen in shock.

She bit the inside of her cheeks, the metallic taste of blood filling her mouth.

With a clenched fist, she nodded her head, making the cashier smile happily.

She tripled the price and inserted the card, passing it to Gina for her passcode.

Once the dress had been paid for and well packaged, Gina passed it to Elizabeth.

‘’Thank you.’’ Elizabeth smiled, taking it from her.

Her eyes moved to the clock again and she turned around, moving to exit the boutique.

She had spent so much time at the boutique, forgetting that she still had to buy a few groceries just like she had promised jeffery.

Hurriedly, she hailed a cab and stopped by a mall, placing all sorts of fruits in her cart.

Even though Marissa had still not woken up and couldn’t even eat the fruits, she enjoyed buying it for her.

She added a few ingredients, rolling the cart to the payment table.

‘’Thank you for shopping with us.’’ The cashier said, handing her the reciept.

Elizabeth stared at it, smiling.

A few days ago, she could barely buy an apple. Now, she could live lavishly once again.

She chuckled as she remembered what happed at the boutique.

Before she even thought of confronting her friend’s, she had already made a call to Gigi, asking her to help her find dirt on both women.

Who knew Gigi would send it to her so fast?!

She had only been able to acquire information and a tape regarding Gina’s husband and Celia.

She didn’t even have anything on Gina yet.

She had just blurted it out, hoping to rile her a little.

Who knew it’d work?!

She hailed a cab and got in, telling the driver the location to the hospital.

Once she got down, she slipped him the bill and headed inside, stepping into the elevator.

The elevator dinged at the VIP floor and she stepped out, going to her daughter’s room.

‘’Jeffery?’’ She called out when she stepped in.

But no response.

Elizabeth frowned.

She walked deeper, heading to the foot of Marissa’s bed and her eyes widened in shock, the groceries dropping to the floor as she stepped back.