Chapter 15: Chapter 15

The father and daughter call ended.

The call lasted for twenty minutes.

While Mr Louis felt dissatisfied that his daughter would not come home, Daisy was in a daze as she got lost in her own thought.

What her dad had said earlier kept ringing in her head.

Of a truth, only her friends can set her up.

She thought deeply and hard, but no one occurred to her. She has colleagues from the same movie industries, and her friends in the business circle but Edward had only invited a very few of them.

‘Who could have done this to her?’ she could not help but wonder. Whoever did this to her definitely wanted to ruin her and the person really is on the verge of doing so.

As far as she is concerned, Rose and Cindy are out of her guesses.

She sighed wearily as her eyes reddened slightly.

Who could she have offended?

Who hated her this much?

She did not want to go home cause she felt she would end up affecting her dad with her scandal.

She suddenly remembered something. ‘The guy I slept with, why did I find him familiar?’

As much as she did not want to have anything to do with him ever again, she suddenly realized he might be of help. She desperately wanted to know who had set her up. If she did nothing, what if the person is coming back for her?

She wasn’t going to take chances!

She would do her investigations.

‘That guy should also be in trouble right?’

‘Why is nobody talking about him?’ she was a little bit bewildered.

She had not seen the video as Rose wouldn’t let her. But she made a mental note to ask Rose for it once she gets back.

‘Since no one is talking about the guy in the video, then he is definitely not a celebrity,’ she concluded.

She breathed out a sad sigh remembering she had actually slept with some random guy.

Thinking about that, her heart fell. She still did not have the courage to call Edward, but she really needed to call him. Him believing in her and forgiving her is the biggest strength and support she needs right now.

She stared at her phone screen then slowly reached out her slender sexy-looking fingers to swipe on the screen. She scrolled through her call history and stopped at his number.

Her heart raced the more. She tried clicking on the call button but her fingers kept trembling.

After numerous failed attempts, she shook her head and shut her eyes painfully as hot fresh tears streamed down her face.

“No, no, no… I can’t do this,” she cried.

All alone in the room, Daisy cried her heart out.

Minutes later, she settled for a text message instead.

[I’m sorry Edward. Believe me, I was set up. I would never cheat on you and you know it. I love you]

On the other end, Edward had been lying in bed all day, scrolling through his phone and reading all the hateful comments thrown at his girlfriend.

He felt terrible and his heart ached to see all these but what could he do?

What’s more? He still found it unbelievable and unacceptable that Daisy had slept with another man right under his nose, on their anniversary night.

He was sad and broken.

How he so much wished it was a dream but this was reality. He had finally mustered the courage to watch the video with sound and he could not believe his ears.

He found it heartbreaking that Daisy would moan and scream so much under another man.

Ha!

‘Daisy why?’

Just then a text message popped up on top of his screen.

Seeing who had sent him a text, his eyes dimmed and a lump formed in his throat. Even his heartbeat quickened and he felt an unexplainable anger rising within him.

He raised his eyes to read the text and he scoffed after seeing what it was.

“Set up? And you fucking screamed and moaned that way?” he could not help but blurt out angrily.

Chris who was just outside his room with a glass of water and about to step in vaguely heard him blurting out angrily. As he stepped in, he asked ‘what’s that Eddy?’

Edward remained silent, not wanting to say a word. He knew Chris would want to talk him out of believing Daisy actually cheated on him but he wasn’t in for that.

She had cheated on him and he was determined to figure everything out without Chris and his perceptions.

He used to believe if Daisy ever falls out of love with him, he would be content and let her go. But this isn’t what he signed up for.

‘Why would she cheat on him?’

She should have broken up with him instead.

Chris dropped the glass on the bedside stool and stared at his cousin who looked down and broken. He could not help but remember how lively and ecstatic he looked this time yesterday while he prepared for the surprise anniversary party.

Who would have thought…?

Chris breathed out a deep sigh and sat on the bed beside his cousin. Then he stared at his face.

“I really still think you should at least hear Daisy out. I believe she has an explanation to make.” But Edward shook his head. “If she does, then she would have called last night.

That was it. Chris shrugged and gave up.

He stood up to leave but he soon stopped and said one more thing to Edward. “Daisy has done a lot for us already. If she apologizes, you should consider giving her a chance.”

Chris strongly believed something was wrong somewhere. Daisy isn’t that kind of a person and he believed she had fallen into a trap. Probably because Edward is the one affected, he couldn’t think straight. Instead, he wallowed in sadness feeling broken.

Chris stood over him and seeing Edward would not give a reply, he left the room.

*****

The enemy sat across a table, her face shrouded with the smoke coming from the cigarette on her lips and between her fingers.

Her expression looked grim and the smoke clouding her face made her expression even more unreadable. But through the smoke, anyone could easily spot her bloodshot eyes. They looked eerily dangerous.

Just her cold silhouette emanated an icy murderous aura and every minute, her eyes flickered to the entrance guarded heavily with an iron door.

A mini pad was laid before her on her table which showed all the activities going on in the building. And right now, this personality is somewhere in the basement where no one can get to without her permission.

Right now, her eyes were focused on the screen showing the entrance to the secret basement.

Soon, she saw figures appear in front of the screen and her lips curled into a devilish smile when she saw them drag a bag in.

‘That is definitely Josh in there.’

Behind the storage room right in the house and a bit close to the powerhouse, they had stepped down into what seemed like an ordinary lowered floor. After which one of them pulled up the tiles-like curtain to reveal what seem like a wall with artificial green grasses scrawling on it.

From where she sat, across her desk, she watched them and the environs as she had always done.

Minutes later, she brought out a pad, placed her five right fingers on it and the wall gave way like a sliding door.

The four men stepped into a dark hall, carrying the huge back with them.

Once the fourth person was in, she pulled back her fingers and the wall slid back in place with the tiles-like curtain returning and covering back the wall.

She stood up, went round the desk and picked up her mask. After putting it over her face, she pressed a button and the huge iron door went down to the ground.

Seconds later, the four men came in with the bag which they threw on the cold floor. The room wasn’t totally dark as everyone could see each other but it was devoid of light.

One of the men stepped forward and handed her a remote.

She took the remote and stared at it intently.

“You found this on him?” she asked coldly, casting them a dark expression.

How possible is that? She thought it was weird a remote like this had not gotten lost in the river when her men threw his body there.

“Yeah. It was stuck somewhere in his jeans pockets. I guess other things got lost in the water because we only got to find his phone after searching,” he said and handed over the phone to her.

She took it and nodded at that. She was finally convinced.

She stared at the remote in her hand and scoffed. It definitely had something to do with what he used in destroying the videos with the virus so she would have her men get it checked. She would recover the video.

Her eyes went over to the bag on the floor so she ordered, “bring him out.”

They did.

Lying on the floor, Josh's face looked pale and lifeless. She stared at him for a while not wanting to go near a dead body.

“Should we get rid of the corpse?” one of the men asked but she nodded negatively.

“I did not make you guys bring him here to dispose his body in the end. I have use of it to ruin Daisy,” she stated icily and hatefully.

Before returning Daisy’s phone, last night she had used it to call Josh when he left the restaurant, so she was very confident she is the last person who called him. One of her men who had abducted him before killing him had picked up the call.

She had deleted the call history from Daisy’s phone but they could always get it from Josh’s.

What’s more? There are telecommunication companies that would definitely have evidence of the call history.

“Carry his corpse and embalm him. I’ll make do of it in three days,” she ordered.

*****

In a warehouse somewhere in town was a man tied up to a pole. With the bruises and bumps on his face, it was obvious he had been beaten to a pulp.

There were two Croxxed Xs in the warehouse, both had instruments they were using to torture the young man tied to a pole.

Wesley stood a few steps away and watched him cough out blood.

He folded his arms and asked icily, “who sent you? James Johnson? What was that video for?”

His eyes were narrowed with his face stone cold. He was mad that this young stupid artist would not give them the answers he wanted.

The young man raised his head and glared at Wesley, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I already told you I have nothing to do with the prime minister. I did that video because I hate Daisy.”

For some reason, Wesley was extremely dissatisfied with the answer. He was obviously lying.

With his eyes more narrowed, Wesley stepped closer and stopped right in front of him. He had hand gloves on so he stretched out his right hand, grabbed him on the chin and made him look up at him.

His eyes were bloodshot and teary. Seeing that, Wesley smirked.

“You’re really so strong huh?” he mocked.

“Josh, I don’t know what James gave you but just know you wouldn’t be coming out of here until you speak the truth. You’re an artist and should focus on that, nothing more.”

After saying that, he stared down at Josh, waiting for him to spill, but he adamantly remained tight-lipped.

Seeing he wouldn’t bulge, Wesley retorted to torturing him himself so he let go of his jaw and turned to his men.

“Get me a needle,” he ordered.

One immediately went to the other end of the warehouse to get a needle.

He soon returned with the needle and when Josh saw the type of needle brought, his eyes widened. He had never seen such type of needle before. The needle was extremely long and huge.

He began to wonder what Wesley wanted to use a needle for and just then Wesley ordered, “take off his pants.”

When josh heard this, his eyes widened and he immediately began yelling, “no no no, you can’t do that. I will talk!!”