Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 88
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[Zendaya’s Place]
Anita’s tears hasn’t ceased.
She hasn’t been allowed to leave this place since she got knocked out last week, and the craziest part is that her daughter is one of her captors.
She has been on the ground, tied up and restricted by ropes.
No food. No water.
She’s dying soon, and she’d have killed herself if not for her son.
She deserves to die a hundred times for doing that to Albert.
Now, Albert is dead.
She’s the one who told Zendaya the freest, easiest angle to enter through at the fundraiser, and that’s why the Sniper was able to shoot that precise.
Now Albert is dead, and here she is, wretched like a dog.
Her crying went up as gold bars and money bags landed heavily on the table in front of her.
Zendaya is the one stacking them on the table, and she looks overjoyed as she did the stacking.
Roxy and Elmira are also here, but they’re seated silently, watching and smoking like tyrants.
Elmira is smiling though. She’s getting wet just seeing the gold bars and cash bags.
The bars are 34 in total, and the bag is three, so the table is full.
“34 gold bars, two bags of money containing 1.5 billion. If you spend it wisely and invest, it’s enough for you to get richer and live rich for the rest of your life. I never go back on a deal.” Zendaya said, sitting.
Anita shed fresh tears, and Zendaya leaned forward.
“Wait…you weren’t actually expecting to take Albert’s wealth, were you?” She laughed. He’s so Fuçkin holy when it comes to making his money, so there’s nothing to dirty him with. He could only die, and I’m fine with that. Now, Kaylee automatically becomes the President candidate, and Stacy herself has no parents alive anymore. She’s also carrying a bastard in her. I’ve won!”
“And cheers to that!” Roxy raised a toast.
“Cheers to that, bîtch!” Elmira raised a toast too.
Zendaya picked her glass too.
“Cheers!” They chorused, drinking.
“Bîtch, now you can go back to Elmira Wolfe since you mother is rich now.” Roxy said.
“Thanks for letting me borrow your surname for a while.” Elmira hugged her tightly.
“I should have met you both instead of those whores!” Zendaya grinned.
“You have us now,” Roxy smiled. “Let’s soar higher together!”
“You know that!” Zendaya smiled.
“I’m so Fuçkin happy!” Elmira blew kisses at Anita who’s still crying on the floor. “Now mama, you’re worthy of being my friend!”
The doorbell came, and Zendaya rushed there to answer.
Seeing it’s her dad, she screamed and rushed into his arms….
“Dad!”
“Best daughter!” Mr. Brown grinned, hugging her fondly.
“Wasn’t expecting you back home!” She pouted.
“My jailer is dead,of course I was released, just like that.” Mr. Brown grinned again, too happy.
“So glad to have you back!” Zendaya gushed excitedly.
“See how we kill Albert without stress?” Mr. Brown shrugged.
“I knoooow… you’re the best! And now it’s Tania’s turn… That bîtch slapped me to support Stacy, and I’m gonna shatter her dreams.” Zendaya said diabolically.
“Do wh@tëver you like, Zenny. You have me!” Mr. Brown nodded.
“Daaad!” Zendaya chuckled, hugging him again.
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[Burial Site]
Trinidad and Kehlani had to support Stacy by each side as she was guided to the graveside where her dad’s coffin lay cold inside the wood.
She looks worse than yesterday.
Insanely dark circles, frail body, paler skin, overall sickly appearance.
She looks ghosted by her own soul.
She’s a shadow of herself, and she lost flesh so fast cos her gown is falling slightly on her shoulders.
Her tears hasn’t stopped even after she woke up from the sedation.
She just resumed her tears and no one has been able to console her till now.
The site is full of fellow media Moguls from across the country and beyond. Staffs of Outright Medias and political aides. Kaylee Wesley is in attendance too with Dorian and Angela beside her.
Dorian is still staying at the hospital,but he was discharged to come for this burial.
He wore black shades, and under the shades, he’s smiling.
This was the first time he’s seeing her in person, and she looks like the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on all his life.
Actually, she doesn’t look like it.
She’s IT.
She’s insanely gorgeous, and he’s sure she won’t look as gorgeous as this on a normal day.
Tears look too good on her. Sorrow must be her best accessory.
Which means…in the future, he’d have to hurt her always and make her sorrowful to see the best of her.
He can’t Fuçkin wait.
His mum found him a little mouse, and he’d use her well.
Angela’s mind is all about Jeremy who’s in jail. She can’t concentrate on the ongoing burial.
And Kaylee?
She wore black shades just like her son, and she’s smiling too under the shades.
Who knew her plans would be fruitful like this?
Now she’s automatically the Presidential candidate.
May Albert rest in pieces.
Did he really think she was gonna be vice?
It’s laughable that he didn’t even know her enough.
She’d never settle for less.
The sorrow ongoing in here isn’t her cup of tea, but she has to be here to buy more votes from people.
No woman is as virtuous as her right now in this country, but deep inside, she can’t wait for Stacy’s punishment for wanting to chose Thiago over her own precious son.
She removed her glasses and broke down in fake tears.
The guards had to hold her so she won’t fall, but she kept going.
“He was the gentlest, smartest man I’d ever met. He was a very good father to his daughter. I swear to this nation with my breaths to catch whoever did this! Albert didn’t deserve to die like a hen! Albert didn’t deserve to die!!!”
“Mum… You’re making me cry too…” Dorian removed his glasses and joined her fakery.
Staffs who had stopped crying before resumed their tears, and Stacy placed her head on her dad’s coffin.
Camera shuttles from reporters snapped, and lights flashed the site as they fed their lenses.
Stacy didn’t move for them to lower the coffin into the grave.
She kept her head on it, saying…
“Dad, don’t leave me.”
“Dad, don’t leave me.”
“Dad, don’t leave me.”
That’s what she has been whispering in repeat since thirty minutes now.
“Where’s Tania?” Trinidad asked Kehlani in a whisper.
“Her ulcer was acting up so she stopped by the clinic to get drugs and promised to meet us here. Dunno why she’s not here yet.” Kehlani said.
And Tasha entered their middle immediately, looking at the two of them with high hiccups and wet, tearful face. She looks like she’s dying
“Tasha?” Kehlani frowned.
“I just got a call,” Tasha hiccupped again. “Tania had an accident on her way here, and she….she lost a…leg.”
“What!!” Kehlani and Trinidad chorused loudly.
“What should I do? What do I do?” Tasha broke into heavier tears.
“Go with her to see Tania, Kelly!” Trinidad told Kehlani.
“But… Stacy…” Kehlani said.
“I’m here with Stacy, go with Tasha to see Tania!” Trinidad pushed Kehlani.
Kehlani and Tasha rushed out of the site immediately.
And that was when Kehlani noticed “Dad, don’t leave me” isn’t coming from Stacy anymore.
Her head is still on the coffin, but she’s now silent.
“Stacy!” Trinidad pulled her, and she went slump.
She’s not breathing!
“Stacy!!!!!!!!!” She screamed out, and others ran closer immediately.
“Ambulance! Get an ambulance here!” Kaylee yelled.
“Stacy!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Trinidad screamed into Stacy’s ear again.
No movement.
“Ambulance please!!!” Kaylee shouted at her guards.
At the same time, the site workers are lowering Albert’s coffin into the grave
“Stacy!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Trinidad screamed into Stacy’s ear again.
She’s crying loud.
“Stacy…. please please please…” She shook her very hard.
“Stacy…. please….”
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