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UNKNOWN POV

I thought that bitch was fucking dead since she just vanished into Thin air all those years ago, now that she’s in the picture all my plans are going to go down the drain.

She shouldn’t be breathing, none of them should be. My revenge is supposed to be over, she should be dead just like that fucking peace of shit she so stupidly crushed on. I should have my happily ever after, not her.

Why would such a good looking, filthy rich, and a ruthless business Tycoon as Tyrone fall for such a dumb ass bitch. Sure she’s kind of beautiful, but does that give her the right to saunter around like she owned the damn world.

I have to make sure my plans go unhindered, I can’t afford losing after coming this far. I grabbed my phone off of the counter, and dialled a number. ‘Hello!’ Their voice rung through the phone.

‘Why the fuck didn’t you tell me that that bitch was alive, and that it was her company we’re dealing with?’ I asked angrily.

‘Calm your fucking Balls down!’ I didn’t do it because I was one hundred percent sure you’d abandon our plan like the fucking coward you are!’ They half shouted.

‘I wouldn’t do that! I would be more than thrilled to finish the job, and get rid of her annoying ass.’ I denied.

A scoff resonated. ‘Then why is your voice trembling like a pathetic slut caught cheating. Quit lying and start planning if you want your little secret to stay safe.’ They advised before hanging up.

I gripped the phone tightly in my hand trying to control myself from releasing my anger on the poor object. IF only I wasn’t in desperate need of help, I wouldn’t allow anybody to treat me like that.

It only fuelled my hate for the bitch that goes by the name of Eli -fucking - ze, why would she still have everything I thought I snatched from her. Why was she still standing on her own fucking feet, as if mocking me and my miserable failure. How come she managed to compensate for everything she lost with ten fold the previous amount, Be it money or family. She has this whole mother - fucking country in her grip.

I was distracted from my rage - full thoughts by tiny hands pulling on my clothes. I looked down and the damn baby was about to open her mouth to utter another whining complaint. ‘GO TO YOUR FUCKING ROOM!’ I boomed, startling the little girl to tears. ‘HAVEN’T YOU HEARD ME?’ I yelled again when her annoying hiccups increased, but still made no movement at all, fuelling my anger more. More tears poured out of her already puffy eyes before she ran out of the room.

‘Fucking annoying children.’ I mumbled.

Now that I am alone I had to think of how and when to make my next move. Elize will be going down. I’ll make sure of it, even if it is the last thing I do.