Chapter 33: Chloe’s Wild Day
After a hectic day of different meetings and business presentations, Leon retired to his hotel room exhausted. He was about to take a shower when he received a call that turned him into a scary beast.
John had informed him of Chloe’s presence in his home and also of Marissa’s instruction to the house workers.
Leon knew that there wasn’t a way he would return to Amzone city to rectify the issue. His schedule for the remaining two days was fully booked with some important business deal he couldn’t afford to toil with.
So, he placed a call across to his mother.
“Mum, what have you just done?” Leon boomed in a haunted icy cold voice.
“Hello son, how did your meeting go?” Marissa spoke softly, ignoring Leon’s temper and tone. She stood up and left the dining room.
“Mum, you just crossed the line. You shouldn’t have brought that girl to my house after my last warning for you to stay away from her.” Leon’s tone was so piercing that his mother felt a little bit worried.
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“You didn’t give me much of a choice. You didn’t want to listen or reason with me. What do you expect me to do? Nothing!?” Marissa’s voice broke into a sob and she tried to fight back her tears.
He said nothing and ended the call.
Leon took a glass of wine from the table beside his bed and smashed it on the wall. At first, he wanted to send his men to pick up Chloe from the villa. But, he knew that would terrify and affect his mum in a very bad way. So, he decided on a different approach.
He put a call across to John and Paul dishing out different instructions for them to carry out very early the next day.
Leon instructed Paul to lock up every part of the villa and shut down the water and electricity supply, except in his mum’s room. Paul was instructed to jam the communication network in the villa and keep Chloe as a prisoner in her room until further directives were given.
Paul was also instructed that every worker in the villa should take a compulsory leave before his mum and Chloe woke up the next day. They would resume their work when Leon arrived in two days.
The only person granted freedom to leave the villa whenever she chose to, was Marissa.
To John, Leon instructed him to be stationed at the gate of the villa. He was directed to take Marissa strictly to the airport when she decided she was tired of staying alone in the villa.
Leon smiled satisfactorily at his plans and went to take a shower after calling on room service to come clear the mess in his room.
Much later, when he was in a refined and relaxed mood, he checked up on Ariella before going to bed.
Early the next morning, Marissa came out of her room and was astonished at the ghost-like villa. She called for Paul severally, but no one answered. She picked up her phone and called John but could not reach him due to network issues.
When she tried to call Leon or her husband she had the same network issues. Alarmed, she called Chloe’s number but didn’t get a response either. She walked over to Chloe’s room and knocked slightly at the door but there was no response. When she tried to open the door it was locked.
Unfortunately for Marissa, Chloe was a deep sleeper who was internally programmed to wake up only at 8:00 AM. Even if a hurricane struck the city, Chloe would remain in her beautiful slumber.
At first, Marissa felt she was dreaming. She decided to pinch herself only to discover that she was wild awake and standing before Chloe’s bedroom door.
Marissa became furious at the thought of Chloe going out that early in the morning without even communicating with her.
She hurriedly went back to her room, took a shower, dressed up, and came out of the villa.
Outside the villa, she noticed that the outdoor workers were not present that morning. So, she walked towards the gate and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw John standing beside the black limo.
“John! Where is everyone!?” Marissa questioned in an apprehensive tone.
John, acting according to Leon’s instructions pretended not to know what she was talking about.
“Good morning, Mrs.Treshvire,” John bowed politely. “I’m not sure, I understand your question. The security checkpoint is functional and I was granted access not quite long. Although I haven’t checked, I think everyone should be around. Maybe they are having a morning assignment or something.”
John paused for a second before continuing his rehearsed statement.
“I just resumed work a few minutes ago. I was about to call Paul when I cited you walking towards me. Let me go in and search for him if that is okay with you.”
“No! Don’t bother.” Fear and sadness crossed Marissa’s face, but she tried to put up a calm composure. “Take me out of here!” She commanded harshly.
“To what destination Mrs. Treshvire?” He asked slyly.
“To the airport, silly!” She snapped and got into the car.
On her way to the airport, Marissa tried calling Leon again. But this time it rang and he didn’t pick up. Then she tried reaching out to Chloe whose number was still unreachable.
Marissa sighed loudly and called her private investigator. She instructed him to track down Chloe and report back to her when he had information about Chloe’s whereabouts.
Paul returned to the villa when he was certain Marissa and John were out of sight. He locked up Marissa’s room and sent words to Leon on the recent development.
At about a few minutes past eight, Chloe lazily stretched on her bed, twisting and turning around in warmth and pleasure before opening her eyes.
While she was asleep, she dreamt of a huge and grand wedding ceremony between Leon and herself. She was adorned in an angelic white shimmering wedding gown and Leon looked dashing as well in his Ivory white shawl lapel designer blazers.
Both parents were extremely thrilled to see their children saying the “I do”. Even Ivory came up to her and hug her tightly. After the priest had blessed the rings they exchanged their vows lovingly.
When the priest finally said ‘I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride. Leon was about to kiss her, but then, she woke up.
Chloe rubbed her bleary eyes and yawned, sprawling on the bed, unsure if it was daybreak. She sat up, wondering what had happened to the beautiful decorative light in the room. It took a while before her eyes adjusted to the dark room.
Like a blind man, she frantically searched for her phone due to her nyctophobia. Being a karate sleeper, she had unconsciously kicked her phone to the ground. After a few minutes of bumping into different hard objects and hurting her legs, she found her phone.
Before going to bed the previous night, she had been browsing. Hence, her phone battery was running low.
Using the background light of her phone to move around, she toggled the light switches in her bedroom, but the light did not come on. She tried opening her door only to discover that it was locked. She banged on the door severally, screaming out Paul’s name, but got no response.
She dialed Marissa’s number- swearing under her breath to ruthlessly deal with whoever was playing this mean trick on her- but Marissa’s number wasn’t connecting. She tried calling her mum’s and dad’s numbers but still had the same network connection issues.
At this point, she began panicking. She tried calling some other contacts on her phone until her phone battery was one percent.
If only she handled some minor tasks on her own like; putting a power bank in her handbag, charging her mobile devices, or even getting herself a glass of water when thirsty.
Chloe was so spoilt that the only things she was capable of doing were; spending money to get whatever she wants, having wild parties and crazy sex, ordering and bullying people around, and spending more money.
She had never envisioned herself being in a situation like this. She was so wealthy, hence, she ruled her world with laxity and cruelty.
When her phone finally went off, her panic attack was initiated.
Her mouth suddenly ran dry and she had difficulty swallowing her saliva. She felt dizzy and started sweating excessively. Catastrophic thoughts engulfed her, thereby increasing her heart rate. She clung to her chest and collapsed on the ground as her heart started to palpitate. Within a few minutes, she passed out.
Twenty minutes after Chloe had passed out, some men in dark suits and dark shades came into the villa, with the help of Paul. They quietly and discreetly moved Chloe to a black-tinted SUV and zoomed off.
Later that evening, a heavily drugged Chloe was seen walking side by side and in the arms of a middle-aged potbelly man. She was skimpily dressed and laughing her heart out. They both strolled into a street club, where they partied hard, amidst cheap booze and cocktails. Chloe was also captured stuffing some white substance into her nose.
After a wild and erotic dancing, her newfound lover led her into the partially crowded gent; where they had wild sex, to the amusement of some perverts. When they left the club, the two new lovebirds logged into a cheap motel and continued their wild sex escapade.
Behind the scenes, were a spy and an anonymously tipped investigator. Both captured images and videos of Chloe’s bingeing and wild parting.
The spy sent pictures and videos to a very satisfied Leon. While the private investigator sent his comprehensive information about Chloe’s wild day to Marissa.