Clara watched with bated breath as Melissa sat cautiously on the sofa, with her arms pressed between her knees and a humble look on her chin. She had waited for this day to come when she would put Melissa in the box that she belonged; when she would display the unlimited wealth I made available to her; when she would have Melissa see the lady boss I had made her.
Clara raised her arms and the cup bearer gave her a mug of wine before she hummed, “Mmm, Melissa I have heard all you said but I must tell you, your story is pathetic. Half a million dollars is something I can’t give at the moment.”
Promptly Melissa interposed her and went on her knees, “Please Clara Roham, don’t turn your back on us like your husband. My granny has got just one month to live. Right now money can save her life and it is just half a million dollars. Please you know me and how influential my family was until the storm of bankruptcy hit our group and…” her voice snapped before she added slowly, “Your husband avenged all we did to him…”
Clara Roham’s lashes fluttered as Melissa’s words aroused her fury, “I am glad you are mentioning that. Did my husband avenge for no just course, uh? Do I need to remind you what your family did to him? Have you forgotten I work for your family as a garbage girl and I saw the horrendous, forbidden , inhuman treatment your family showed my husband?”
Melissa swallowed hard and fear crossed her face before she intoned, “Come on Clara. There is no need flogging a dead horse. I have accepted the guilt on behalf of my family and we feel sorry for all we did to Brian Patrick…”
Clara corrected hastily, “Mike Don, please. My husband prefers Mike Don; that is who he is now. If he were here he would be mad at you for calling him Brian Patrick.”
Melissa dragged a huge grin on her face as she lowered her gaze in peril, “Apologies Clara for calling him Brian Patrick. I hope that won’t change your mind to help me with the money.”
Clara gulped her wine and smacked her lips, “I don’t think I would be of help to you, Melissa. My husband just launched the multimillion dollars foundation, The Clara Foundation and we are only in charge of giving out soft cash to the less privileged on the street , which I believed you have seen me…”
Clara Roham was interrupted just then by one of her servants who pranced in, bowed her head and said, “Boss, I have the gallery of the diamond bracelet and dress you made mention of two days ago.”
Clara let a contagious smile, “I will be fascinated to have them. Do you have them now?” she queried.
The servant whose face was sparkled with smiles, gave a firm nod and opened to a page in the magazine which she ha. Clara peered at the page and gave a nod, “Exactly this type. I love them. How much are they worth?”
“Mmm. Yeah, I have the price tag here.” The servant opened to another page on the magazine and mentioned, “One point five million dollars!”
Melissa stared gaping and couldn’t roll up saliva in her mouth. Goose pimples and heavy balls of sweat decked her face and armpit. She couldn’t believe her ears. That was twice the medical bills of Lisa Bake. She thought that was enough until she heard Clara say audibly;
“It is very cheap. Do you know what? I want it in three different designers, uh, say this, this and this.” she pointed at the designers she wanted.
Even the servant raised a brow, “But boss, apologies if I overstep my boundaries, “That will cost us much. It is four point five million dollars we are talking about here. I know your husband is the world richest man, but I am just showing concern…”
Clara winked and rolled her eyes at the servant before returning her gaze on Melissa who was star struck and held spellbound by what was playing before her. All her life even her father with all the wealth he accumulated hadn’t spent such amount on diamond and dress.
Clara sounded, “I am gladdened you know who my husband is, so if you don’t mind I would want you to go right away and see to these orders and stop ranting.” She fondled into her purse and pulled out a credit card “Here is my credit card.” She handed it over to the servant and sounded briefly , “Leave our presence now.”
The servant bowed and jostled away.
Clara smiled briefly, “Apologies, Melissa, I was spending some little money. Yeah back to your mother’s medical bills…hmmm, I suggest you meet with my husband, I think he is in position to give you that money…”
Melissa pulled down to her knees and molded her arms, “Please I beg of you, Clara , may I find favor from your heart this day. Right in my presence you just placed orders for diamond and dress worth four point five million dollars. Oh, Clara please don’t do this to me. I have just a need of half a million dollars. I know you have it even more in your bank account. I don’t need to go to your husband before I get it. You are a woman like me. Brain Patrick has frustrated us.” she choked on her words and broke down in tears…
Clare shook her head in disappointment, “Once again Melissa I am sorry to disappoint you. For the records I don’t want you to be shocked by the little change I just spent. That is from my pocket allowance which my husband gives me monthly and I don’t like my pocket allowance being tampered with. All I have to spare right now is one hundred dollars and I think that can sort your transport fare back to the hospital where Lisa Bake is…”
Melissa stared gaping in shock…
Mind blowing vengeance loomed on…