“Lucas is no longer getting married to Rachel. I should probably not say this now, since I know that you actually love her, but I can’t help it. Good riddance to bad rubbish,” Celsie said as she raised one of the glasses in a silent toast and sipped from it.
“Not now, Celsie. I’m not in the mood,” Lucas said as he glared at his twin sister.
“Celsie behave yourself! Your brother is hurt,” her mother chided as she went to stand beside Lucas.
“What happened?” Her mother asked.
“I think Rachel wanted him to choose between her and me. Can you believe it?” Celsie supplied, and once again Lucas glared at her.
“Well, you could have tried to talk things through…”
“Mom, stop pretending like you’re not happy about this. We both know you never liked Rachel and were only tolerating her because of Lucas,” Celsie cut in, and Lucas turned to look at his mother.
“Mom? Is that true?”
“Celsie,” her father called in a warning tone before she could say anything else.
“Fine. I’m leaving. But before I go, just so you know, Lucas, you did the right thing. A broken engagement is better than a broken marriage, and trust me, your marriage would have been a total disaster. I’m not saying this because you chose me over her, no. I’m saying this because Rachel is a bitch. Everyone knows that apart from you.. She never deserved you,” Celsie said, and walked out of the kitchen, leaving her parents to deal with Lucas.
After confirming Anita’s involvement from Mr. Wyatt, he decided that he wanted proper evidence, “How do I know that you’re telling me the truth? How am I sure you’re not just telling me what you think I want to hear?” He asked.
“How do you think I know that you were pretending to be your assistant’s driver?” Mr. Wyatt asked with a frown since he had not expected Benne to turn the table. He was now making it sound like he was the one falsely accusing his niece when it was he who had come pointing fingers.
“I don’t know. You tell me.”
Mr. Wyatt sighed. Now he was beginning to feel like a snitch. He hated himself for what he was doing, but he didn’t have a choice. It was either this or face his sister’s wrath. At least he could still run away with what little money he has left before his sister finds out about his gambling problem and takes everything from him. She was a control freak. Always had been.
“According to Anita’s elder sister, she was at a beauty salon when one of the ladies there happened to be sharing the secret about how the CEO was acting as his assistant’s driver. She relayed the information to the family. Anita went to the company and confirmed it,” Mr. Wyatt explained.
Benne said nothing as he tried to reason it out. How did the lady at the salon hear of it? And how did Anita confirm it? His eyes narrowed when he remembered the company’s doctor. The doctor was the only staff who worked in the company and knew about him being Celsie’s driver.
He doubted that Anita would have confirmed it just from the doctor. She was a smart person. He tried to figure out where he would go first if he wanted information on two employees. A director and her driver. The HR department.
“I still need a confirmation,” Benne stated, surprising Mr. Wyatt.
“I don’t understand. You said all you wanted was for me to tell you if my sister was involved. I told you already. What else do you want me to say or do?”
“Give Anita a call, and get an oral confession from her,” Benne said, jerking his head towards Mr. Wyatt’s phone.
“ARE YOU INSANE?” Mr. Wyatt asked with wide eyes.
Benne sighed as he picked up his phone. He dialed Alicia’s line and put it on speaker once the call connected, “I don’t think Mr. Wyatt is willing to cooperate with me. You can release the article on his gambling habits.”
“Alright. I will do just that,” Alicia said so that Mr. Wyatt would know that Benne was really on the phone, and not bluffing.
“What? Why are you doing this?” Mr. Wyatt asked as he started sweating profusely now.
“Hang on, Alicia,” Benne said as he looked at Mr. Wyatt, “Are you going to do it or not? I don’t have all day. Unlike you, I don’t gamble and I have business to attend to,” Benne said impatiently.
Mr. Wyatt swallowed as he dialed Anita’s line, and then placed the phone on the table between them.
“I will call you back,” Benne informed Alicia before hanging up.
Meanwhile, Anita lay on her bed with a bowl of popcorn and a can of coca-cola as she entertained herself by reading through the comment session on the tweets about Celsie. She giggled when she saw the comments of those discrediting Sonia’s testimony.
Sonia, that bitch! Although she had wanted to be the one to destroy Sonia’s relationship with Bryan, it was a good thing that Sonia had done so herself. Her plan was still in place. The only new addition to it now was that she was going ruin the friendship between both girls. She couldn’t believe that the bitch had spoken to her in such a rude manner. What little kindness she had left in her for Celsie, was all gone now, thanks to her big-mouthed best friend. She was going to make sure that she ruined both of them.
She sat up when her phone started ringing, and she saw that it was a call from her uncle, and she received it immediately.
Benne placed the phone on recorder just as the call connected, “Hello, uncle!” Anita greeted.
“How are you?” Mr. Wyatt asked, trying to sound like his normal self.
“I’m fine, thank you. How is your health today?” She asked in concern.
“I’m okay. I just saw the stuff on the internet. Was that the secret you talked about the last time?” Mr. Wyatt asked, sounding curious, and Anita giggled.
“C’mon uncle, you shouldn’t be asking me something like this,” Anita said, trying to evade the question.
Benne pointed to the documents in front of Mr. Wyatt and mouthed, “Get her to talk, or I will expose these.”
“You are just like your mother. I’m sure she will be so proud of you. This should send that rat into hiding. You still intend to get Benedict Delgado, right?” Mr. Wyatt continued.
“Of course, I do. It’s something I have to do for not just myself, but for the family too. I just need to get his assistant out of the way first,” Anita said, and Mr. Wyatt chuckled.
“So now you admit that you are behind it. I hope you didn’t leave any traces? You know you are my favorite niece, and your mother would be very upset if this is traced back to you,” Mr. Wyatt said as though he was worried about her.
“I don’t know why I can never lie to you uncle,” Anita said with a small smile, “Don’t worry about me. The people I gave the job to do not know who I am. It can never be traced to me or our family,” Anita said confidently.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
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