"What did you find?"
"She wants to cremate the body"
"If the body is cremated, all …evidence, if any, would be destroyed"
"Yes sir"
"She is hiding something "
"I think so too sir. She has been spending a lot and Jake, who was supposedly her boyfriend now hangs around her sister often"
"Alright, find out what you can about him"
"On it, sir"
...…..
Elisa went for her appointment with the doctor and afterwards, she headed back home.. As she looked out the window, she saw ads of her on huge billboards..
"That angle doesn't bring out my face so well…" she muttered with a sigh.
"That's not even a pretty video to use…tch"
She wondered how long Bella and Jake had plotted her downfall. How thrilling it was for them to see her and smile to her face while mocking her behind..
They must have thought of her as a big fool. No kidding, she was..
WAS!
Not anymore!!
Elisa rolled down the window and stuck her head out slightly as she let the breeze hit her face.
What would have changed if she didn't go up to that balcony?
"Heh" she laughed hysterically.
She would have died still, because she has been consuming poison.
How fascinating!!
"Ma'am are you… are you okay, ma'am?" The driver asked.
" Huh? I'm good" she sniffed, then realised that she was crying.
The driver was so confused. One minute she was laughing and the other minute, tears trickled down her face.
"I'm good" she assured herself more than she did him.
"You know what? Let's store by a liquor store. I need a drink"
The driver couldn't hide the shock on his face. "Y..Yes ma'am" he replied, regardless.
So they stopped by a liquor store and Elisa got as many drinks as possible.
When she got home, with some help she crashed on the couch and a glass was gotten for her.
Elisa popped the drink open and poured a large quantity into the glass.
She picked up her phone and thought of things she would have been doing right now.
Maybe on set, getting her makeup done?
Or rehearsing her lines?
She was a caterer woman, not some sit at home wife. For now, she had to enjoy what this life had to offer. Atleast she didn't enter a poor person's body. That would have been a lot of building up to get her revenge.
But with the kind of money Ashley and her husband had to offer, she was good.
She still needed to find something doing, but that would be after her legs get better.
She thought about doing the renovation in a few days, probably when Mira was back.. She was getting sick of looking at that room everyday and be reminded that she is not who they think she is.
She gulped more wine, her mood drowning deeper and deeper.
Would she be able to move past this?
The answer was glaring right in her face. NEVER! Funny, cause that could be interpreted in two ways and still give the same result..
"Butler!" She called out loudly.
"Yes ma'am" the butler came forward immediately. He was a little bit surprised since she doesn't summon him for anything at all.
"Get me another bottle" she said, waving her hands around without direction..
"Ma'am I don't think—"
"I didn't ask for your opinion" she slurred. The alcohol was already doing its thing in her.
The butler hesitated before leaving. Her phone rang and she looked at it and smiled.
"Mira, What's ….how are you?" She tried to maintain composure and shake off the effects of the alcohol.
"Uh, ma'am, are you good?"
"I've told you, don't call me that. Call me Lee. Leeeeeee" she purred.
"Yes, Mrs Lee" she replied from the other end. "I actually… wanted to take permission cause I would uh ..I would like to take a few days off to be with my son"
"Yes, please. That's fine.. " Elisa replied.
"Ma'am, are you sure?"
Elisa sighed. "Ma'am this, ma'am that, stop it"
"Yes Mrs Lee" Mira replied hastily.
"Alright then." And she hung up afterwards.
Elisa stared at the screen for a while.
"Butler, where is my drink"
"Here, ma'am" he rushed in as if waiting right at the corner.
"So, you didn't want to bring it huh?"
"No ma'am, it's not like that. You're —"
"What? I'm what? " Elisa was getting angry now.
"I'm sorry ma'am " he replied, bowing his head, and she calmed down instantly.
He dropped the bottle on the table, helped her open it and she stretched out her glass for him to pour. He looked her in the face, hesitant, yet he poured.
"You can go now" she showed him away.
A message popped up on her phone and she wanted to ignore, but then another message came in immediately after that, and she wished before picking up her phone.
X
She straightened up, looked around her and opened the message..
X: The lady, Bella has an irregular routine but there is a workaround.
In just this short amount of time, she has gone shopping four times.
She also went to the hospital once.
Then, from what I see she jogs in the morning, but she went only twice.
Also, The guy, Jake went to see her and he spent hours before coming out. I haven't been able to get into the house to plant bugs but as far as I can say, they are acquainted.
I've had my man working on Jake and news came in. He has a girlfriend named Cassie..
Elisa read in disbelief. He has a girlfriend named Cassie? That night Bella claimed him in her presence. Things just got quite interesting.
Elisa: Put tabs on Cassie. I want to know her routines too.
And find out why she went to the hospital.
X: Affirmative.
Elisa hadn't quite sobered up, but her mood got better after hearing from X.
An hour later, Ethan walked in and came straight to where she sat, drinking. He dragged the bottle and glass from her.
"When I heard you were drinking, I thought they must have seen wrong. Am I in an alternate universe?" He asked.
Elisa scoffed. "Nice. So they reported me to you. And you very well know I can't take that bottle cause I'm seated. Good, husband, good" she clapped.
"How much did you drink?" He looked around. As he saw the butler, he nodded towards him. " How much did she drink?"
"A bottle sir"
"What? Let me see the bottle"
The butler hurried to get the bottle and showed it to him. "You let her drink this? This is 60% alcohol." he was almost shouting.
This was the first time Elisa had seen him react to anything at all. She was now smiling like a fool and her vision was blurred.
"I'm sorry sir, I tried to stop her but—"
"Get lost"
Ethan turned to face Elisa who was already mumbling words to herself. He cadreid her to the room and placed her gently on the bed, but as he wanted to leave, she held his shirt.
"Wicked dumbass" she mumbled. "Just stay, okay?" "Stay" she raided her voice.
Ethan sighed wearily knowing that this was going to affect her. She has a weak stomach and cannot carry that much alcohol. The one time it happened, it was bad.
He took her hand off his shirt and sat on a sofa watching her all night.