Married to my nemesis-Chapter 98: forensic pathologist

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Chapter 98: forensic pathologist

"The first way to make his attention and beware of his movements is if you go back to that place, Vixen, you have to go back and make him know that he can’t just take advantage of your weakness. Whether or not the situation is about Prudence you have to go back because he thinks you’ve finally caught yourself in a trap so you have to head back at least then there would be nothing he would be able to do when you’re around, so you have to firstly go back to the place, " Enim instructed and then the next day Vixen booked his flight back to his country, on the way to the building, he had security men guarding him all the way through.

In the room the place was as silent as a graveyard with Vixen in front of the room, seated on his chair curtly, his manager explained the details which caused the meeting.

With Vixen’s hand on the table, he began to drum finger by finger on the table steadily with cold eyes.

After some time, Vixen announced his next action.

"By 7 pm I want us to make another meeting and this time we’ll be making an accurate analysis of what is needed besides, I expected more from what I’m hearing, we’ll be making a final decision, and you can all be dismissed now," with just a movement of his hand in a gesture to dismiss them, they stood up from their seats to leave but Vixen called his uncle as the other left the room.

Vixen heaved a deep breath as he stood up and then he pocketed his hands as he strode towards his stand.

" Uncle," he calmly stated placing a hand on his shoulder with a smack on his lips, he looked at his uncle with a bit of irritation in his expression.

"I didn’t expect you to take your seat on my seat when I was just gone for some days, that is the last time I expect you to take a seat on what isn’t yours," Vixen forced himself to smile at him.

"Do you understand?"

"Vixen," his uncle stated as he raised his hand to take the hand of Vixen’s on his shoulder and then he dropped his hand taking a deep look into his eyes. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Thank you so much for reminding me that but then, just because you’re sitting on that seat doesn’t mean that you should get greedy with that seat, remember is not just your father who tried to work for his company, before your father died, I also tried my best in building this company into the state it is now."

Vixen couldn’t help but scoff.

"Oh, really uncle?" He nodded his head a bit and then placed his hand in his pocket with a deep breath, walking over to the seat, he comfortably sat.

"Uncle I think there is something you’re forgetting about, not just Father worked hard for this company, throughout my years, I’ve been working for this company and apparently I don’t get to see a sight of your hard work on this company." He stated sarcastically as his uncle fists his hand in anger.

"Young man you’re stating your words so much, if I were you I would be careful with who I’m trying to deal with," his uncle said in a cold tone as Vixen chuckled standing up from the chair and then he headed towards his uncle.

With a smile on his face, he couldn’t help but chuckle.

" Uncle, what are you getting paranoid about, I know that you have worked your sweat and blood on this company, and just a joke about this matter you’re becoming a little bit serious about this," hearing what Vixen stated, his uncle’s tightened face released.

Apparently, the talk about that was just a static for his uncle to become cautious about the matter, it was part of Enim’s plan in other to trigger his movement around Vixen.

Intimidation was something she expected to work on.

Vixen placed his arm around his uncle in an embrace and then he pattered him on his back.

"You know what, Uncle, when my enemies try to go against me, then I slit their claws, and I don’t let them get the opportunity to use anything against me. So when it comes to my father’s company, I know how to salvage the predators, " he whispered in his ear, losing himself a bit to take a look at his uncle, and then he gently tapped his shoulder.

" I’ll take my leave now," Vixen stated as he walked out of the room.

What was happening with Vixen? His uncle thought but then he couldn’t help but be suspicious if he knew about his plans.

***

Enim heaved a deep breath as her fingers entwined the handle of her cup as she looked at the garden which the maids were working on, some she was feeling lonely and, Phebe was away for something important likewise was Mike who had to arrive at the other country.

Leaving her alone, she watched the garden as she glittered in admiration of what she was staring at.

Somehow as she stared at the garden, her thoughts began to drool on Vixen, her thoughts lingered on the moment she was with Vixen.

It’s been long since she had called out Mia and that was because she was scared about finding out the time she had left, she didn’t want to know and she had just a week left, her days were numbered and she didn’t want something which could remind her of her departure.

She knew there was one she was going to miss about the world but then she hoped God could give her a chance to live in the world but then living a dead body’s body had to take some time before she exited the world.

Her thoughts dwelled on who she was going to miss the most, Vixen.

As much as she wanted to deny the fact she couldn’t help but have that wanting, she wanted Vixen the most.

Her thoughts went back to the first time she met with Vixen, how his intentions and his demeanor were crazy over her and now, he was just the most loving person she could ever think of.

Maybe this was the reason why Enim loved him so much, she couldn’t help but regret her actions when she tried to kill Vixen.

He’s someone who cares and people like her and her family were on the verge of getting Vixen killed.

Now that she knew that Vixen wasn’t part and wasn’t the one who orchestrated to get her father killed she was planning on making the real people suffer for their crimes.

Just getting interrupted by Vixen was now the right one but still she had so many thoughts about what had happened, how could her father die?

Besides, how could Vixen be part of the logic that he was part of the incident?

He knew she could collect the truth from the police but coming as Enim would just raise suspicion within Vixen and she wasn’t ready to make him suspicious yet.

She knew she had to be ready for the time she was going to explain to Vixen about who she really was because after this plan about his Uncle was completed she had a lot to explain about her movements which had instructed him.

Dropping the cup of tea in the sink she walked to the living room with the remote to watch a movie.

Casually sitting on the seat, she selected the movie, and then with the order of a drink, she drank in contentment as she watched the movie, as she watched she eventually got endorsed in the movie till she was triggered by a scene in the movie which made her recognize what she was missing.

The man who discovered she was now without her even making the mistake of revealing her identity when she went to the mafia gathering club.

She frowned a bit when she recognized she didn’t try to remember who the man was, standing from the couch, she paused the movie and then she went to her room to call Mary.

"Hi, I just want to ask about the man who you had seen, have you discovered any information about this man?"

"Sorry, ma’am but just like before, there is nothing that I could figure out about this man."

"Okay, thank you," her thoughts were on the man, who could this mysterious man be?

***

A forensic pathologist came down his car, with a bag which was handed over to his assistant who headed him to the room where the corpse was kept.

Walking his way, his muscular physique was an attraction regardless of his occupation it was a shock to figure out this was his occupation as he matched the room, he had a cold demeanor on his face as he walked towards where he had attended to the body.

He was taken to a room where he first had to get changed into the hospital outfit, wearing a body protective cloth, he wore his gloves and then his shoulder-length hair was nicely adjusted for him into a ponytail and then a nose mask.

He coldly walked towards the room where the body was frozen.

Getting into the room the body was removed from the freezer at his arrival.

"So whose body am I dealing with?" He questioned one of his assistants.

"Sir, this is Prudence Lane Marvel."