Chapter 22: Chapter 22
TROUBLE LOOMS
Four months....
Rashid stood at the parking lot, going through the pictures in his hands, grinning widely, while Dargok, his personal bodyguard stood at a spot looking like a dejected Bull.
"You sure make the best bodyguard one could have", Rashid complimented.
"You feel like you won an Oscar award right?, You should be feeling very stupid and ashamed of yourself, you don't even know the people working for you. You don't. I once thought you were wise enough, I didn't know it was all bread crumbs", Khalid, Rashids' bestfriend cursed.
"She's so beautiful", Khalid continued.
"If only you had treated her better", Khalid muttered to himself, his voice very low so Rashid wouldn't hear.
"Dargok, I doubted you too much, if I had known there was a bit of sense in what you said, I won't have been this stupid looking for her all over the world when she is just right under my nose", Rashid could not keep his eyes off the pictures in his hands.
"She finally got what she wanted, being a model", he grinded his teeth together.
"You know what, you feel like you've gotten her where you wanted, I'm very sorry for you", Dargok muttered.
"You said?", Rashid questioned, tearing the pictures into tiny shreds of pieces.
"Nothing", Dargok hastily replied.
"What makes you so bold as to if I have her where I want her?", Rashid growled.
"Unless you know more than this, you sure know a lot of things and you would better start spilling it", Rashid warned.
"Boss you don't need to be bothered, you got her where you want, so....", he didn't even finish as Rashid landed a punch to the right side of his chin.
And again.
Another to the left side of his chin, Khalid rushed forward immediately when he saw the scene Rashid was creating in the parking lot, he had been so busy with his phone that he didn't know when Rashid landed a punch to Dargok's face.
"What the fûck man?, Get a hold of yourself", Khalid shouted.
"Don't. You better don't put your mouth, you should handle the shit of yourself before you think of handling this, there's nothing to handle here", Rashid boomed, rushing towards Dargok again.
"This man sure knows a lot of thing, and he wouldn't tell me unless I beat the hell out of him, so let me do it", Rashid boomed.
"Have you forgotten who you are punching?", Khalid asked, at the same time calling on the security personnels around to help keep Rashid away from both him and Dargok.
"Let him be", Dargok told Khalid.
"Are you mentally derailed?, He could reduce you to a breathless person", Khalid shouted at Dargok.
"He wouldn't, just let me be, let him have his way with me. If he doesn't get his way with me, he wouldn't stop", Dargok said and true to his words, Rashid kept clenching and unclenching his fist, still wanting to get a hold of Dargok. He sure wasn't down with him yet.
"You old fool!!, I should be happy?, You think I'm happy seeing what's mine being displayed publicly for the world to see?. You know a lot, you should better start spilling them out of that god-damned mouth of yours if you don't want hell to come on Earth", Rashid bawled.
"You should have said this was your problem all along", Dargok said frowning, the anguish and pain Rashid had delivered on him appearing on his face.
"You see", Rashid said through gritted teeth.
"He's making fun of me", Rashid continued, hissing in pains, his knuckles were dark red, turning darker from the blow he had imprinted on Dargok's face.
"I told you Rashid, I told you that they looked so familiar, you didn't listen to me until you hired a private investigator. I guess I had been blabbing all along", Dargok hastily said, clutching painfully to his jaw that seemed like they would drop off his neck any moment. He spat out blood, cleaning it off with the back of his palm.
"Man did you see the pictures?, They had been in billboards for a long time. If I had known I had been paying for more of her shoots, I would have... what am I even saying", he looked at his wristwatch.
"Move the car", he ordered his chauffeur, he entered and the chauffeur took off immediately, leaving Dargok stranded in the parking lot.
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ΩΩ~~ CANADA ~~ΩΩ
Janelle was on the phone with her cousin, watching her kids, Hayden and Hayley chatter away, while she laughed as they struggled for the piece of cake.
"It's mine, give that to me", Hayden screamed, slapping Hayley's hands off the cake.
"Yours?, It's for no one", Hayley retorted, She bent her head hastily and bit him hard on his hand, as the cake dropped on the floor, scattering into pieces.
"Ouchhhh, that hurts", Hayden gasped, he hadn't seen that coming. He grabbed onto Hayley's hair tugging at it roughly, but Hayley wasn't one to give up, just like her father, she kept on fighting.
Setting her leg in place, Hayden toppled over and fell down, giving out loud shrieks immediately.
"Now watch this", Renee said to her, while Janelle was laughing so hard, clutching onto her stomach.
"I'm only trying to help but see what she would do", Renee said, placing the Android at an exact and perfect spot that would give the perfect angle showing what Hayley would do.
She walked over to them, trying to help Hayden up his feet, when Hayley turned immediately frowning at her, her hands by the side of her waist.
"He's mine, don't touch him", Hayley hushed.
"I wasn't going to, wanted to get the pastries", Renee defended.
She walked back to where she had placed the phone, smiling broadly, "The Gene is way more than you thought", Janelle sighed.
"Just so you know", Renee gurgled.
"She would fight with her younger brother, when you try separating them, they going head together to fight you off, when you try to help the one who's injured, especially Hayley, she begins showing this possessiveness trait over her brother,. As much as it looks cute, he has to know about them, they would surely ask one day, they are still little and you might think they don't understand a thing, but they really do", Renee placated.
"It's too much on me Renee, it's really overbearing. You really don't know Rashid do you?, If he hears about them, I'm done for, likeeeeeeee really done. He's over possessive, he's got the power, influence and everything. I can't even measure up to him, his family would take them away from me, I need to spend the little time I have with them, at least, just be patient with me", Janelle sighed.
"I know, so when would you come to see the children at least, their birthday would be in three months time, they are growing so fast", Renee smiled.
"They would be big FOUR, sometimes I feel like once they're all grown up, I won't be able to handle them", Janelle mumbled.
"They need a strong father figure, not Silas, he's only going to spoil them, they need Rashid", Renee asserted.
"Time's ticking, you have to do something fast, I feel like he would get caught up with you. You have to do something about it, it would be preferable if you tell him yourself than when he finds out, it would be worse to handle", Renee emphasized.
"At least for now that the family members don't know about them, let me get to enjoy their company", Janelle opined.
"You think?", Renee arched her brow.
"Think what?, I'm sure they know nothing about the kids, or do you?, Have you been getting any more texts or card?", Janelle bellowed.
"Have you been keeping things away from me?", Janelle snapped.
Renee immediately walked away from the kids going to a more secluded and quiet part of the house.
"For how long?", Janelle questioned, her voice almost a strain.
"The past weeks", Renee said.
"Fûck!!", Janelle cursed.
"It's, it's not a threatening letter. It came with a flower, a bouquet of white roses, and you know what it signifies", Renee resumed.
"That's not Rashid, there's someone behind this, someone from the inner circle, the Rashid I know wouldn't stoop so low as to seek peace with me. I think I'm doomed", Janelle sighed, dropping the video call immediately.
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