“Melissa! Melissa! Hold on, Melissa!” Lisa Bake trudged behind Melissa who was all tears as she paced up the staircase. She had gone crimson ever since I left their villa. None of them expected my rising and second coming.
She pulled on the wall and squatted on the floor afterwards. She felt battered and devastated. Her trembling fingers stroked her brown auburn hair and covered her teary face with her palms. She was going to pretend all that happened a while ago didn’t happen and I was actually bluffing.
After trudging to her side Lisa Bake clenched her hands to hers, “You need to chill out Brian Patrick did all that to get back at you and you fell for it. Take a deep breath and let it go.”
She snapped, “Chilling out is not going to work for me. I wish it could. Can you imagine the embarrassment? Right before my eyes he proposed marriage to Clara Roham, a cheap garbage girl…” her voice broke out and she sobbed and stroked her auburn confusedly.
Lisa Bake’s jaw clenched ; she knew she fell same way as Melissa . With the lips of Melissa which curled as she wailed she could testify that indeed Brian Patrick hit her hard with that proposal. But what could she do if not do the needful… someone got to be strong to nurse the other.
Lisa Bake swallowed hard and insisted, “But you divorced him and he is single and free to marry who so ever he deems fit. Trust me when I tell you his reason for visiting the villa is to get back at you. He wants to rub it on your face, Melissa perk up and override him. He may be the world richest man but he is not the world only man. Besides your husband Zion Don is still an heir to the Saint Don Group. Didn’t it occur to you?”
Melissa sniffed. She only dared to make her eyes gleam just to pretend she was getting out of it. “I know my husband is still an heir to the Saint Don Group. I don’t give a damn about Brian Patrick’s sudden rise to wealth and true identity. But how could I be a co-wife to Clara Roham, a mere garbage girl whom I humiliated and trampled upon as our garbage girl. He could have proposed to a super model or an actress or a garbage girl in another family . I wouldn’t have issue with that. Why Clara and why under our roof? Can you imagine how cruel he is?”
Lisa bake wanted to speak when a forceful knocking of shoe on the floor came behind her.
It was Fanny Luis. In his hands were torn pieces of the oil and gas contract deeds which Saint Don wanted to grant to him. Before parting the villa, I tore the documents into a thousand pieces and declared the contract annulled right then.
“Weep no more, Melissa . That son of a bitch can’t ruin our day. Our perfect consolation is that he is not the only heir to the Saint Don Group. Our son-in-law Zion Don is also an heir.” He raised the pieces of paper, “As for the oil and gas contract he annulled I would get it through Zion Don.”
Lisa Bake gave an ecstatic smile and then bent towards Melissa, “Same thing I just told you. You can imagine the hideous act he did by tearing your father’s contract deeds. You don’t have to be awful over the son of a gun who is exploring affluence for the first time in his life. You feel battered that he proposed marriage to your garbage girl, if you had an imbecile sister, he would have proposed to her too…”
Fanny’s brow knitted as he gazed upon Melissa, “Is that the reason she is a all tears?” he queried and gawked at Lisa Bake.
Lisa Bake gave a tender shake of her head, “She has a right to feel however she pleases after all he is her ex-husband.”
Fanny raised a furrowed brow, “Do you still feel a thing for that bastard?” he queried and squatted to Melissa.
Melissa widened her gaze at him , “Never. I don’t care if he is the world richest man. He can go to hell. I am only pained that of all places he chose to propose to a girl he chose the Fanny villa and he didn’t just stop at that he proposed to our garbage girl. Father that is a wreck on our reputation. Brian Patrick need to be taught a lesson. As soon as I meet with my husband I will instruct him to warn his brother sternly. He should stay away from the Fanny’s.”
An iota of happiness sieved into their midst when Fanny chuckled , “You don’t have to get yourself walked up . Brian Patrick claims to be the true heir to the Saint Don Group and what is your husband then? Zion Don is also an heir, my dear. As soon as I meet with your husband and regain this contract I will do unto Brian Patrick what he did to us. Perk up, daughter.”
Lisa Bake’s voice snapped, “Have you heard from your husband , Melissa? I thought he said he travelled to see his father, Saint Don. Have you heard anything from him?”
Melissa’s auburn hair shook tensely. She swallowed hard and picked up her phone to dial Zion yet again. “I have been phoning him but he is not reliable. I have not heard anything from him since he left for New York. I hope he hasn’t gotten into a trouble.” she pouted and dialed the number yet again.
Suddenly a car zoomed into the Fanny villa and interrupted them with the slam of the door.
Fanny paced to the window “Zion Don is here,” he intoned. Melissa and Lisa Bake scuttled to the window in like manner.
They were lost staring at Zion Don who came in a taxi and not usual Lamborghini…