Married to my nemesis-Chapter 50: Accused

"I’ll be going to see how you’ll be able to stand on your feet after your destruction. Just like the way you affected me is the same way I’m going to give you all a reply. The crown and everything you own would come back to its rightful owner."

"What are you doing, muttering in the dark," Vixen’s deep voice interrupted as he entered the room and then switched on the light.

"Why are you looking at their photo frame? Are you interested in seeing them or getting closer to them?"

"I should be the one asking you that."

"What are you talking about?"

"You’re asking me?" She asked in a rude tone and then she scoffed blowing a whistle of air in annoyance to reduce the anger that was burning within her.

Then she walked towards a drawer taking something from the drawer as she threw a folder at him.

"I see your fiancee is interested in knowing something about you and getting closer to the Lane Marvel family."

"How do you know that?"

"Check what’s inside the folder, there is a recorder in there, maybe next time I’ll be the one asking you questions."

Vixen took the folder playing the recorder as Vixen’s facial expression formed into a dim, angry, and poker face listening to the conversation between Enim and Britney when Enim asked Britney to join her from the first time they met.

Thinking it was a normal conversation, Britney recorded their conversation but obviously, she removed the part that had to do with her name so her identity wouldn’t be revealed.

But the conversation spoke about Enim’s intentions.

"I wonder what she wants to know about Prudence, isn’t she being a bit picky about the situation? If I were you then I think the best option about this is confronting her about her being trying to mend her business in this. I think you should lock her up and make her do some wife household choice, that’s the best idea. Is better to be away from this because she doesn’t know what she’s messing with, I can’t keep my cool that much longer and you should know that she might get hurt in the process. If you want to go with that decision then it is yours to make but then I don’t think that is something that we both want, we don’t want the death rate of the family to increase especially than usual."

"What are you saying?"

"Oh, you haven’t heard? Wow," she chuckled giving him a round of applause.

"Ahhh, take a look at the timer, once the time goes off then you’ll see what I’m talking about," she stated with a smirk.

**

Enim had a personal assistant stand behind her with her tablet as Enim scrolled through the hangar of clothes as she thought of the dress to buy.

Obviously, that wasn’t the reason why she was doing so as she patiently waited for Phoebe to make decisions on the clothes to buy.

They were expensive and likewise had a similar brand.

She finally took the choice and then with a commanding tone she instructed her personal assistant.

"Take those dresses I’ve chosen," she said pointing at the dresses as her personal assistant took record of the dresses.

She walked towards the other collection of dresses taking another collection unconcerned about the trouble her personal assistant had to use in selecting her dresses.

She selected other dresses and then she clicked her heels walking to the bag display using her hand to feel the texture of the purses.

It looked alluring and certainly was going to have a great feature to the dresses she was going to wear.

She couldn’t deny shopping was fun.

Without any concern about the cost of the bags, she began to select as her personal assistant took the record.

There were so many purses but the one she found interesting was the cream-colored bag with a nice texture a long chain and its logo nicely placed on the opening of the bag.

Her personal assistant couldn’t be less shocked at the new behavior of her madam, yes she knew her madam used to shop but this was the first time she bought several expensive products.

The personal assistant used her own credit card to pay for the clothes and everything Enim selected.

It was good Enim gave her double folds of a large amount of money once she spent from her card.

The personal assistant, Michelle had to bring some helpers to help carry the bags into the car.

Enim walked to the accessories selection and then she heard the door of the shop jingle since there was a small bell placed on top.

She had a small smile and then she walked closer to where the door was and she was right.

Phoebe entered the shopping mall.

Phoebe looked around the shop to look for Enim as her gaze locked with Enim on search.

Phoebe removed her gaze from her and then she walked towards Enim’s direction stylishly looking at the products.

It was the same for Enim as she walked toward her.

"Why were you late?" Enim questioned as she fixated her eyes on the collection of clothes.

"Look at my face then you’ll see the answer," Phoebe said as she raised her head to take a look at Enim Enim obliged with her words just to see Phoebe’s face was swollen.

"Did you cry?"

"Hmmm, today was such a bad day."

"Why? Did you get bothered by someone?"

"You can say something like that. I’ll tell you but first you have to tell me what you wanted to speak to me about."

"The unencrypted message, I’ve received it."

"So who is the person?"

"There are three suspects but one of them is Nanny Britney," Phoebe stopped what she was doing flabbergasted by her words, she was shocked she scoffed denying her words.

"That’s impossible."

"I know, I myself didn’t want to believe it could be Britney. I had to question the person I asked to do it once again if it was the right person or if it was some malfunction but it was just the same. I thought maybe if I could ask Nanny Britney then she could tell me why she recorded it. At least, she must have a reason for sending that message to Mum and talking about Dad’s business and-"

"Enim, I think you should stop," Phoebe stated calmly.

"But-"

"Please just listen to me, I know what I’m saying."

"Why shouldn’t I question her, she needs to tell me the truth."

"How are you going to question her when she wouldn’t be able to tell you anything, she’s not going to speak with you."

"What are you saying?"

"Nanny Britney is dead."

"What, what are you saying?"

"Last night, when Aunt Lia was coming to the party she got involved in a car accident fortunately for Aunt Lia she was able to survive but she ended up in a coma while the driver and Britney died, so common, tell me how you’re going to speak to her?"

"No, no there must be something off about it, maybe you’re imagining it."

"Enim do you think is something worth imagining? I can’t get to imagine her in that situation but likewise, I got to see her in that situation. I think is best we don’t talk about her in that situation because it was I caused it and I was the reason she had to face death, it was my fault I got to send her along with Aunt Lia, if I didn’t ask her to go along then maybe that wouldn’t have happened. Let’s just not accuse her of doing so because it was our fault."

"So what are we going to do?"

"As of now I think we should lie low because I don’t want anything to happen to anyone, I kept thinking what if the real silver-masked woman caused the accident, besides why would Aunt Lia place herself in a coma if she was the woman we’re looking for, so lying low at the moment is the best option."

"I don’t know anything likewise but then-"

"Enim, what about Vixen? He’s the one who has a relationship with the woman so he should be the one to tell you, ask him about what connection between him and that woman. Do you think you’ll be able to do it? Question him about it."

Enim was in thought for a while thinking of how she was going to ask him, after all, she was the one who followed him and discovered about the woman, it would tend as though she was spying on him even if she was and Vixen might ask questions about how she knew the silver-masked woman. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"So what are you going to do?" Phoebe questioned seeing she was lost in thoughts as the corner of Enim’s curled slowly into a mischievous smile.

She was going to do it, after all, there was no other option to take the step.

**

Enim stared into Vixen’s eyes which were lured with the use of alcohol and dizziness adding some physical recipe of hers to compel him.

She gently lingered her finger on his jaw fixating her eyes into his.

"Tell me, who the woman is?"

"The woman, she, she, she is-" he chuckled drunkenly.