#THE_SURVIVORS💥
#EPISODE_10
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I followed him to the room he has in his office. I’m very sure that’s how he brings every young girl here while his wife stays at home.
“Not going to entertain me?” I asked immediately I sat on the be-d. The room was looking good, and really beautiful, but that isn’t my problem for now.
“Sorry princess.” He apologized.
“Thought you want us to finish this.” He said, giving me a k!sson my n£¢k. God! Uncle was getting on my nerves.
“Mr George.” I called him by his name, using my right hand to slightly pushed him away.
“Where is the gentleman in you?” I slowly whisper in his ear.
He smiled and gave me a k!sson my cheek, as he got up on his feet.
“Right here beautiful.” He chuckled lightly, and smiled. “Anything for you princess.” He said and walked towards the fridge.
I can’t believe uncle was like this over some girl he just met. Definitely, his wife must have seen this before divorcing him. Have never seen uncle acted like this. I don’t think he can change. He’s a complete womaniser.
I saw him opened a fridge, taking two glas-ses with him. He brou-ght out a wine offering me a glas-s of wine as he poured for himself too. He dropped his drink, and quic-kly excused himself.
“Just a minute baby.” He win-ked at me.
As soon as he left, I hurriedly opened my bag and brou-ght out the substance I bought at the chemist. The guy told me this drug is damn perfect for what I nee-d it for, and I hope to enjoy it.
What I nee-d it for, is for uncle, my father’s younger brother to spill everything he knows about my father’s death. Just like Linda had said. He’s hiding something.
I quic-kly drugged his drink, and immediately put back my wra-pped paper in my bag. As soon as I carried back my drink, he walked in smiling at me as he carried his drink and drank it very quic-kly. In a hurry to sleep with his niece. Shame on you
uncle. You just lost all the respect I had for you.
He dropped his glas-s and moved closer to me. Can
you imagined that, trying to sleep with his niece. If
he think he was going to sleep with me. That will
be in his dreams. “Get away!” I didn’t manage to say that out, but I wish he could hear, and know I’m his ‘long lost niece’, or ‘supposed dead niece’.
I pushed him to the side of the be-d and I could see the drug was alre-ady working on him. How nice!
“Sit up” My voice was loud and harsh. Time to get to business.
I immediately put my phone to recording, cause I won’t be the only one listening to this.
I sat beside him putting my hand on on his shoulder as I ru-bbe-d my hand on his che-st.
“So, Mr George. Do you have a brother?” I started with that, getting a smile from hisl-ips.
“Brother?” He said and laughed a little.
“Brother Wilson.” He repeated, calling my Dad’s name.
“Wilson is the favourite. He thinks he can take away half of our parents properties,” he paused, and coughed. “I really don’t know why our parents gave him more. I deserve that instead. That dream. To have everything. Be one of the riche-st men, was shattered when our parents gave him what was mine.”
I was starting to boil, but I managed to cool my temper to get all the information I nee-d. I was so disappointed knowing uncle envied Dad with all the love they both shared together.
I swallowed my saliva and spoke up. “But he’s your elder brother?” I asked, getting a scowled look from uncle.
“So!” He said coldly, and I can’t believe uncle would acted like this. “What if he’s my brother!” He continued, raising his voice.
“Does that mean I don’t have an equal right as he does?”
Oh God! I couldn’t believe what I just heard. Tears were threatening to come.
So he’s the devil.
Has uncle been this way all the time he pretended to love my family so much. Why? He was jealous of
my Dad all these years. For what my God?
Properties? Wealth? Position? And what else?
A tear dropped from my eye, and I felt my throat dry, and burning really ha-rd . I tried to swallow my saliva this time, but tears rolled down my cheeks. Does that mean uncle killed Dad?
“The mistake our parents made is not sharing the properties equally.” He continued in his bad state trying to k!ssme but I j£rked my head away, and pushed him back on the be-d. He has no shame at all.
“Is that why you killed him?” I asked, eager to hear his reply. But all he did was laughed. What’s funny?
This man was insane.
“Kill?” He whispered slowly.
“I will never do something like that. But I hired some guys to do the job for me. Can you see I’m a genius.” He said, laughing at being perfect for his devil work.
As he said those words, I felt like someone stabbe-d me, as my whole b©dy was shocked. I got up, and moved away from him. More tears rolled down, and I couldn’t st©p the feeling inside me. Hatred. I felt like strangling him to death. Oh my God! He killed
him. He was the one. He killed his brother. At the thought of that, my heart was beating very fast and I almost lost my balance. I stood straight, and heard his voice again.
“And for that bastard he called his daughter.” He said, and that got my attention.
“I told them to clear her too cause I don’t want someone claiming her father’s properties and his wife won’t st©p me either.” He said, proud of himself.
“You Bastard!” It c@m£ out angrily from my mouth
as I landed him a sl@p on his right cheek.
“Shut the fv¢k up!” I shouted at him, and immediately he coll@psed on the be-d.
Oh, my God! Unbelievable! He killed his brother
because of the damn properties. So, he wants me
dead too. My God! That was the damn as-signment
Adams wanted to carry out. To kill me. What has
this world turned to?
He was like a father to me. Who would believe he could do something like this. I know for sure, that my eyes would have turned red cause I was sobbing uncontrollably. My eyes full of tears, and my heart beating very fast.
I wonder how happy he is with everything he has
even though he killed his own brother ‘My father’
for it.
I wiped away my tears, picked my phone and dropped it in my bag. If he think he would get away with this, he’s only deceiving himself cause I will make him pay for what he has done. He is the real culprit. And I promise him, I will have all my father’s properties back. Its never his.
This time, I hit him with the heels of my shoe and dragged him up. I str!pped his clothes and he was totally n-ked. I covered him with the sheets in case if he wakes up, to have the idea that we did something which never happened and will never happen.
After that, I walked out if his office.
“Hi dear.” I greeted the secretary again as I got to her.
“Can you plea-se give Mr George this card. He’s really tired so I don’t want to bother him and you guys should just give him some time to relax.” I said in my serious tone.
“No problem.” She as-sured me.
“I will deliver it to him.”
“Thanks hun.” I gave her a smile that ba-rely reach my eyes, as I walked out of her not waiting for her reply. With that, I took my leave.
To_Be_Continued✅