CHAPTER THREE
"This is all I found on the thing you asked me to do"
Orion took the file from Jaxon, trying so hard to ignore the pouting look on his assistant's face.
He opened the file, about to flip to the first page but the side vision of Jaxon standing beside his working desk itched his eyes.
"Why are you still standing here?" Orion asked.
"Why don't you stop giving me all these things to do, it's not in my work scope," he said.
Orion paused and raised his brows. "Really? Do you have a work scope? I thought my mother just brought you here to do things for me?" He asked.
Jaxon puffed up and glared at Orion angrily.
"Not exactly Mr. Orion Wolfe, have you forgotten what I applied for… to be your assistant! And not to be a private stalker for you" he screamed.
Orion scoffed "But before you didn't care about it, why are you bothered now?" Orion asked with an amused smile.
"That's because the previous ones were all our business partners and potentials, who is this that you asked me to investigate? A young lady who acts as a girlfriend for people in exchange for money! Damn! This is the Lowest of it all, do you know how bad I felt snooping around her private life? I know that she was the one who punctured your tires but you shouldn't be so petty!" Jaxon said all this in one breath and at the end of this statement, he was breathing heavily and his fists were clenched.
Orion burst into loud laughter, his hands cupped on his mouth as he tried so hard to stifle his laughter "Is that why you have been squeezing your face all this while? Damn, you are fucking funny man" he hiccupped.
"I'm really serious Orion, don't do anything stupid to her, I know exactly what you're capable of," Jaxon breathed.
"I'm not that evil, I just want to teach her a little lesson," Orion said, he slowly stood up from the chair he was seated on.
He placed his hand on Jaxon' shoulder, patting him slowly.
"You don't have to be so dramatic about this, why don't you go back to work."
Jaxon exhaled loudly before he nodded and walked out of the office.
Orion watched as his assistant left his office. Once the door of the office was closed, he smirked and picked up his phone that was on the table, he dialed a number and it rang for some time before someone picked it up.
"Hello, Desmond law firm on the line"
"Cut the act, Des, I need you to draw up an important contract for me"
…
Through the glass window, Calista watched the comatose Lyra, a sad smile on her face.
She stretched out her hand placing it on the glass while she longingly stared at Lyra as if she would magically open her eyes.
She was scared that the cancer had eaten too deep, but still prayed and hoped that her friend survived it.
After going through repeated resuscitation, the doctor deemed her situation very critical therefore she was taken to the ICU where she would be under intensive care and treatment.
Lyra and Calista had been friends since they were kids.
Calista was an orphan but Lyra lived with her alcoholic mother.
The two of them attended the same school and immediately clicked when they found out they had a lot of things in common.
When Lyra was just 16 years old, her alcoholic mother died of liver cancer. Everyone thought it was because of the alcohol, not knowing that it was hereditary stuff. If only she had insisted on Lyra going to the hospital for a check-up then, the story would probably be different now. The poor girl had been through a lot after losing her mother and now this.
"She's going to be fine. Once you deposit 1000 dollars, the chemotherapy will commence instantly" the nurse who had just finished checking Lyra's vital signs said.
Calista, who had been jolted out of her thoughts thanked her politely with a small smile. Once the nurse went away, the look on her face changed to a bitter one.
It was not a matter of making the deposit rather, it was having the money. She didn't have that kind of money at the moment.
If she had the money, she would have made the deposit right away or even made an upfront payment.
With one last look, Calista turned and left the Hospital worried.
…
"Where are you Calista, the landlady is seriously angry!" This was the first thing Calista heard when she answered the call.
"Good day to you too, Thalia, what is going on and why are you screaming?" She asked, the lady Thalia was her neighbor in the same building and they were a bit friendly to each other.
"Why are you asking me this when your house is literally on fire!" Thalia's loud voice rang, and Calista winced, moving the phone a little bit further from her ears.
"On fire? How? Thalia? Are you there? Tell me what's going on, you're scaring the hell out of me." She asked.
"Just hurry home right now, you need to see for yourself," Thalia said and hung up.
Calista picked up her pace, rushing towards the bus stop, luckily for her, there was a bus heading in the direction of her house, so she hurriedly paid and got in.
A few minutes later, the bus stopped and Calista got down. She rushed towards the building where she lived.
On arriving, she noticed that her other neighbors were outside and staring at something as if they were staring at a joke.
"Thank God you are here, that old Hag is already going crazy" Thalia panted, rushing towards Calista immediately after she saw Calista.
"What's actually going on?" Calista asked with confusion.
"I think you need to see it for yourself," Thalia said, dragging Calista to the inner part of the compound.
The sight Calista saw broke her heart and at the same time embarrassed her.