👶Baby finds daddy a soulmate👶
🖋Pinky Preshy Chioma🖋
My hands were already hurting due to how tight my hands were tied.
Tears kept dropping down my cheeks.
For the past three days that I’ve been here, crying became my daily routine.
Am being tied up and treated like an animal.
Every morning, a lady who is among the thugs that were keeping me hostage always comes in with an old plate.
It’s always half done beans or just half cooked corn.
I hardly eat anything.
For the past three days I haven’t eaten enough food.
I kept on crying and crying.
The cracking noise of the door as it threw open smacked me into consciousness.
It was the saucy lady.
As usual with the old plate.
And like always…. Half cooked beans and palm oil.
What a cruel set of people…!
Mother and Goldy are so heartless.
“Here… Eat this!!’ She dropped the plate carelessly beside me.
I blinked my eyes as tears rolled down my cheeks.
She also kept a glass of water.
“You don’t want to eat you stinky swine?” She cursed me under her breath.
I couldn’t say a word because tears didn’t let me.
I choked in tears….
“Miss Lin please let me out of here” I cried.
Well I’ve always heard them call her Lin….
Linda is her name but Lin for short.
She laughed wickedly as she kicked my ass roughly.
“You will rot in
“Please I want to leave this….” I said as she slapped my face so hard.
“Shut that gutter and eat” She yelled at me as she pushed me away making me hit my head against the wall so hard.
She walked out of the room and locked the door.
I burst into tears again.
Mr Alex’s Pov:
We spat out the food with squeezed faces.
I stared at her in shock.
“Miss Marga is this really you?” Nicholas screamed as he dropped his glass of water.
“Gosh! This is so yucky…. So much pepper and salt as well” Sandy shrieked in annoyance.
“My goodness! This isn’t like it’s prepared by Miss Marga” Nicky cried out.
“I think daddy’s food is even better than this… Yes! Dad adds a lot of pepper too but this is worst” Sandy added.
Marga bent her head in shame.
“This is so unlike you Marga… I lost my appetite” I said as I walked out of the dinning table shaking my head in disappointment.
“This food disgusts me!” Sandy said as she eyed Marga and walked upstairs.
Followed by Nicholas and Nicky who were both also grumbling.
Is this really Marga?
Why does she behave so different?
This isn’t the Marga Dantes I use to know…
She’s so different…
We stormed into the room angrily.
“Oh my gosh Sandy that was the worst food I’ve ever tasted in my entire life” Nicholas blurted.
I fluttered my eyes and tapped my legs on the ground.
“Sandy is that woman downstairs really Miss Marga?” Nicky whispered.
I scratched my head in confusion.
“I don’t think
“Gosh… What the heck is wrong with Miss Marga? That was poison in place of food” Nicholas said
I rolled my eyes at him.
Of course Nicholas is a foodie.
“Yeah right… And I know you must be so hungry now right Mr food?” I teased him as he eyed me.
“But seriously Sandy that is Miss Marga downstairs yes…. But that isn’t her cooking” Nicky said
“Nicky I have a bad feeling about her…. I mean the weird Miss Marga” I said as I bit my lips.
“And what’s that?” Nicholas asked
“I don’t know exactly but I will find out cos I know something is fishy” I said
“Yes Sandy! I think she isn’t really Miss Marga” Nicky lowered her voice.
We nodded our heads in agreement.
Mrs Celine’s Pov:
I sipped my wine in excitement.
And finally, my daughter is living in a big mansion.
She’s definitely going to marry the rich Mr Alex.
I smiled heartily.
Immediately, my cell phone rang aloud.
it was Goldy.
My adorable daughter💓
I picked up the phone.
📱Hello Goldy… How are you doing?.. I said happily
📱Am in hot soup mother… She sounded worried
📱What happened?… I asked anxiously
📱I was almost implicated today… I can’t cook mother and that’s unlike Marga… She said
I scratched my head in confusion.
📱Cook? Are there no chef and maids in such a big mansion?.. I managed to say.
📱This is just their guest house not the main building… She said.
📱Oh no!… I worried
📱What do suggest I do mother?… She asked anxiously
I was about talking when I heard a loud voice.
“CELINE WHERE THE HECK IS MY DAUGHTER?”
It was my husband.
I flinched in fear.
I sat heavily on the couch worried.
I bit my fingers as my heart kept racing.
Why can’t I do this right?
And now they are having doubts about me….
I cannot let this happen.
But the food was really horrible!
Just then, I heard a loud laughter and I quickly turned around.
It was the witch “Bella”.
I turned my face away as she catwalked towards me.
She smirked mischievously at me.
“Awwn… Poor you! I saw how humiliated you were at the dinning earlier” She mocked.
This stupid lady is too garrulous for my liking.
“Stay away from me Bella” I said not knowing what else to say.
“From the time I set my eyes on you I knew there was something off about you” She started
My heart skipped a beat.
Does she know about my little secret?
I gulped nervously.
“What are you talking about Bella?” I asked in nervousness.
“You think I don’t know?” She laughed
“Know what?” I asked
She burst into laughter….
I blinked hard in so much anxiety.
Does this witch know about my secret?
My heart raced so fast and I could barely breathe.
As she roared in laughter.
It’s obvious she’s enjoying her little way of getting back at me.
“What are you talking about Bella?” I asked pretending to be alright.
“Well I know that you’re hiding something from us…. And that I will find out” She smirked.
I breathed heavily in relieve.
She doesn’t know anything yet.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about Bella…. I have no idea what you mean” I backed her
“Enjoy while you can Marga until your secret will be unveiled” She smiled mischievously.
“You are going to be disappointed my dear Bella cos you will never find out” I sneered at her as she frowned.
She eyed me wickedly as she kicked my legs.
I bit my lips in annoyance.
Thank goodness she haven’t found out.
I really need to do something about this.
I don’t want the children to hate Marga….
It will only ruin in my plans.
I scratched my hair lost in thought.
Mr Dante’s Pov:
“I said where is my daughter Celine?” I fumed in anger as I hit my hand hard on the stool and Celine shivered in fear.
“Ermm… Uhhh… Mmmhhh…. She… She haven’t been seen for… For….for some… For some days now and… And…” She stammered.
“Shut your gutter Celine! For the last time Celine where is my daughter?” I asked in fury
Tears welled down her cheeks.
She couldn’t talk.
“Dante she’s missing…” She cried out.
I scoffed in disbelief.
“Oh really? Since when?” I asked standing in akimbo.
“Dante she’s…. She just left and I haven’t seen her” She cried.
“Do I look like a kid to you Celine? You and your stupid child threw my daughter out of her own house right?” I asked anxiously
“No Dante! She ran off with her stupid broke boyfriends as usual” She said.
“Celine I give you two days…. Two precious days to bring back my daughter else… Else Celine I will have you arrested by the police” I threatened
Believe me I mean every word I just said.
The real reason I even married Celine was because I wanted my dear daughter to have someone who she will be with whenever I go for business trips.
I pushed Celine aside roughly and walked away.
I picked up my cell phone and dialed my daughter’s phone number.
Surprisingly, someone picked it up.
📱Hello….. It was a female voice but it wasn’t my daughter’s.
At least I know my Marga’s voice.
📱Who are you? And what are you doing with this phone?… I asked anxiously and suddenly, the call hung up
💭 Who could that be? 💭 I thought as I dialed the number again.
But this time it was switched off.
Where could Marga be?
I kept on thinking and thinking.
Mr Alex’s Pov:
I was sitting on the bed with my laptop working
Of course I work even while on leave here.
My door swing open and Sandy walked in with Nicky clinging to her.
“Daddy….” Their voices rang into my ear
“Oh babies… How are you doing?” I asked with my eyes still fixed on the laptop.
“Uhm… I have something important to ask you daddy?” Nicky said sharply as I smiled.
“To ask me? What could that be Nicki?” I asked anxiously
“Daddy is that lady really Miss Marga?” She asked as I choked.
I coughed slightly before turning to them.
“Yes daddy… Am beginning to doubt if she has been the one we know and love so much” Sandy added
“Of course….” I said not knowing what else to say.
“Come to think of it daddy… The Miss Marga we know was such a good cook right?” Nicky said
I scratched my head in confusion.
“Yeah but….” I said
“But she almost poisoned us today with the concotion she prepared in the name of food” Sandy said
Although I don’t want to talk about this but I know it’s true.
I only shook my head.
“Uhmm… Kids you know daddy is working right?” I said sharply
“Yes dad but…” Nicky said
“No buts babies go ahead now OK” I said as they nodded their head.
They walked out of the room sluggishly.
I kept the laptop as thought filled my head.
I too doubt that young lady.
I don’t think she’s Marga
But that’s Marga’s face 🙄
I shrugged it off.
We sat at the sitting room seeing a movie together.
it was really fun.
Nicholas rushed in with a wrapped package.
He was chewing something as well.
“Hey… Miss Marga here!” He said as he handed
the package to Marga.
“What’s this?” She asked
“”Gizzard sauce and Irish potato salad..” Nicholas said as she sneezed uncontrollably.
“Please… Take… Take… Take this away!” She cried as she held her nose sneezing and coughing.
I ran to her so did the kids as Nicholas took the package away.
“Are you allergic to gizzard sauce and Irish potato?” Sandy and Nicholas asked anxiously.
“Yes… Am very allergic to that” Marga sneezed again.
“Really?” Nicky fluttered her eyebrows.
“Yes…” Marga coughed
“But you used to buy that for us whenever you come along and you used to eat it together with us…” Sandy said.
I gasped in shock as Marga’s mouth widened in shock too….
I opened my mouth and closed it again.
Words refused to come out of my mouth….
This kids are the worst children I’ve ever made.
All eyes were on me and I wished the ground should open so that I can fall in.
Alex looked at me puzzled.
“Come on Miss Marga speak up! How did you grow allergic to gizzard sauce?” Nicky screamed as I was smacked back into consciousness.
I flinched and gulped hard.
Nicholas glared hard at me and I held my breath.
For the first time, I was short of words.
“Err… Uhmm… You see I just developed that of recent” I managed to say.
“Really? You developed allergy of recent? Is that even possible?” Mr Alex cut in.
How do I get out of this mess🙆♀️🙆♀️🙆♀️
I have to save myself from this shame.
I suddenly started coughing uncontrollably.
“Miss Marga are you OK?” The kids asked as they rushed to me.
“Marga what happened?” Mr Alex asked as he helped me up.
“Dad I think she needs some rest” Sandy said as Mr Alex helped me to the room upstairs.
I didn’t stop coughing.
I laid on the bed pretending to be really sick.
Thank goodness I pulled that stunt.
I heaved a sigh of relief.
But those children are really getting on my nerves.
It’s high time I get them out of the way….
I really have to get rid of them before they ruin in my plans.
I walked restlessly up and down the room lost in thought.
That girl Marga is really getting on my way.
I have to show her the way to hell.
Worst still Alex cares about her so much and he chooses her over me.
I kept thinking and thinking.
We have just few days to leave for Manila.
And if I don’t act fast, those crazy kids might end up persuading Alex to take that Marga along and I wouldn’t want that.
Suddenly an idea got into my head and I smiled mischievously.
“This is the best solution all along” I smirked as I walked towards the door.
I banged the door and locked it up.
I ensured it was properly locked.
I can’t afford to get my plans messed up by those pesky kids.
I quietly opened the drawer and brought out a small can.
I smiled with so much excitement.
With this, she will be gone for good.
Wanna know what this is?
It’s actually a bottle of snipper poison.
This is going to be your end dear Marga.
I grinned wickedly.
I watched the baby cry so loudly.
She’s so annoying….
“What the fvck? I can’t carry that stinky baby?” I groaned as I sighed.
Sometimes I wonder why Marga is so gullible.
I mean why is she so nice and loving to this annoying kids?
How does she even get along with this God forsaken children?
Now I have to carry a baby just because am impersonating her.
If only she had stopped this her “GOOD GIRL” stuff then this wouldn’t be so difficult.
I walked closer to the baby feeling disgusted.
I managed to carry her and she stopped crying immediately.
She knows the face I guess.
She chuckled softly as tears rolled down her cheeks.
Well there were still tears circulated in her eyes
She’s cute but so annoying!
Just then, she threw up right on my face.
“Eww… What an annoying baby!” I yelled as I quickly dropped her on the bed roughly.
She burst into tears again.
The door swing open and I saw Sandy standing in akimbo.
She eyed me angrily.
“How dare you? How dare you shout at baby like that?” She screamed aloud.
I flinched in shock.
That little witch!
“She threw up” I said sharply
“I know she did so why are you shouting at her?” She queried
“Really? Should I dance with her for messing me up?” I yelled angrily at her.
“Are you being serious Miss Marga? You once told me that I shouldn’t shout at baby Kira whenever she throws up cos she’s only a child so why then are you shouting at her? How can you make laws and still break laws?” She asked as I opened my mouth to say something but I couldn’t.
“Did I say that?” I asked scratching my head.
“You don’t remember? Do you have an amnesia or something?” She asked as I forced a smile.
“Now I remember” I lied as she sneered at me.
She walked past me and carried the baby.
I breathed heavily as I sat on the couch helplessly.
Why can’t I do anything right?
I shook my head.
I peeped from the keyhole as she prepared a glass of milkshake for herself.
I mean Marga.
I smiled mischievously.
I hid so that she wouldn’t see me.
I watched her walk out of the kitchen leaving her milkshake there.
I was overwhelmed with joy.
I tiptoed into the kitchen making sure no-one saw me.
I quickly brought out the bottle of snipper poison.
This will do the whole magic.
Immediately I added the snipper into the milkshake.
I grinned wickedly as I sneaked out of the kitchen.
Marga walked into the kitchen and picked up the milkshake.
She was about to drink the milkshake….
To be continued….
Oh my gosh… 😱
Who wants Goldy dead? 😔😔
What’s gonna happen now? 🙄🙄