The Lady On Black Chapter 69 And 70
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🥷 The Lady On Black Chapter Sixty Nine And Seventy:
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(👫 Her Scent, His Weakness 🧡)
“Dad, you’ve to come get me bailed out or.. imma gonna report you to the cops too”..
Robert’s eyes widened, his hands trembled immediately..
“You’re not going to do that Maxwell!” he thundered but the call was disconnected, his fists were clenched at his sides and he was doing his best to ignore the hammering of his heart against his chest.
“Dad?” Nate called quite unsure if he should approach his father or just stay back..
“Book a flight to Dallas immediately” he said before storming out of the room.
Nate just stood in surprised at his father sudden outburst but immediately got his phone.
••• Megan’s Apartment
Few minutes after Jordan had left for an emergency work Iris came in.
Megan could spot the unusual glint in her eyes and needed no-one to tell her Iris had had s*x with Bradley.
But most importantly she looked happy.. Well she guessed she does..
“Hey” Iris called settling on the couch next to her.
Megan faked a frown rubbing her brows..
“Seems you’d finally realized Megan exists” she muttered and Iris smiled lightly before moving closer to her hugging her lightly.
“I’d never forget about you best” She grinned and Megan rolled her eyes playfully as Iris pulled back.
“So how was it?” She asked causing Iris to blush lightly.
“We…” She intertwined her fingers together, her face flushed.
Megan raised her brows.. She knew Iris was gonna have a hard time telling her they did it.
“What?” She probed wanting to hear it come from her.
Iris took a deep breath and closed her eyes..
“Fine, we had s*x” she muttered and Megan let out a giggle before grabbing Iris’s hand.
“Was it.. Yunno?” she hiked her brows and Iris blushed harder.
“Can you stop talking about it” she looked away and Megan only laughed.
“Jordan came by actually” she bit her lower lip immediately gaining Iris attention.
“Oh, he did”
“Yeah and he.. He asked if we could be more than friends” she muttered and Iris’s lips lifted up in a little smile.
“That has been your dream since”
Megan nodded..
“I feel like it won’t work since yunno, we’ve been friends for years” she muttered, Iris squeezed her hand lightly.
“It would work with time and I’m happy for you” she gave a genuine smile causing Megan to smile too.
“I really want to know all the details about last night” she pouted, Iris removed her hand from hers covering her face.
“Oh God, Megan can you just drop it”
••• Bradley’s Mansion •••
The phone vibrated from the bed stand, Bradley walked away from the window reaching from the phone.
He hadn’t been in a good mood since Bryan told him about their mum and the memories wasn’t helping matters..
He’d told Iris to go see Megan not for anything but scared he would say something that would put her off.
Her words still rang in his mind and truly.. He was gonna forgive his mum but definitely not now, he felt like he owed this to his dad holding a grudge against his mum.
“Boss.. ” the voice interrupted his thoughts and he squinted his eyes trying to recall where he’d heard the voice from.
It definitely wasn’t Jocelyn and no other staff had his number except Jocelyn and of course Iris.
“Who’s this?” he asked his voice hoarse. There was a pause at the other end..
“Winifred Brown from the Accounting department”
Bradley raised his brows, he definitely remember Winifred but the question is why would she be calling him and how did she get hold of his number?
“Winifred” he mumbled urging her to go on..
“Boss, there’s a little problem but I can’t explain it over the phone”
Her voice seemed rushed, confusion set in immediately.. Was she insinuating they met?
“What’s is it about?” he asked curious
“Iris.. Boss, Iris is in danger. I’d explain everything if we could at the F&S Cutleries ” She said and Bradley’s eyes widened.
Iris? The person behind sending him the threat letters haven’t out about her, have they?
“Sure, we could meet now right?” He asked quickly slipping on a white T-shirt, he was wearing a blank pant.. So it was easier to just grab his keys and headed to the door..
He doesn’t know what to think, but he could tell from her tone she was pretty serious but he won’t risk going alone.
It could still be a plot..
••• F&S Cutleries •••
Winifred stood beside the restaurant in a black hoodie, her hair was covered as her hands were tucked in her pockets.
It was barely 30 minutes when she spotted a car driving towards her direction..
She stood upright and waited until it parked a few miles away from her..
Bradley came out of it with that intimidating aura around him, her mouth dropped..
She’d never seen him in anything aside of a suit but gosh.. He was f**king hot. A strand of hair fell on his forehead but he didn’t bother shoving it back.
She uncovered her hair as he walked closer to her, she rubbed her hands together. She still got the creeps around him, geez.. He could pass as a mafia.
“Winifred?” he asked on getting to her and she nodded. He led the way into the multicolored medium restaurant that a dozen of people perched here and there.
He found an empty table and sat there, Winifred sitting opposite him.
A waiter approached them with the menu book..
“Drink?” Bradley asked Winifred who nodded, be turned to the waiter saying something to him. He was being monosyllabic probably waiting for her to explain her call.
The waiter left and Bradley turned his eyes to her..
“So?” He probed and she cleared her throat, her hands clasped beneath the table.
“Jocelyn was the one who spiked your coffee that day, she was also the one who framed Iris for theft.. Now, she has an accomplice and they plan to get rid of Iris ” Winifred said not missing the surprised look that crossed Bradley’s face.
He was silent for a while..
“That’s a huge accusation Winifred” He muttered just when the waiter returned with their drinks whatever Bradley might have ordered.
“Thank you” She muttered when the guy placed the drink in front of her.
The waiter bowed and left..
“I have proof boss.. I have the videos” She muttered, Bradley’s eyes widened as she reached for her pockets bringing out her phone.
Her eyes were focused on the phone, while he was watching her face. Somehow, he didn’t trust her.
Her face crumpled and Bradley sat back taking a sip out of his drink watching her intently..
She raised her eyes..
“The videos are gone.. ”
TO Be Continued
