Regrets and Mistakes

Chapter 15

Samba's POV
If what Nicolas is saying is true it means I won't have to lift a finger to work,our lives can change in a second,but why would mother leave a millionaire and settle for this,my sister is an heir to a fortune,will she become stricter now that she is a millionaire,so many questions were lingering in my head,Nicolas was very worried,worried for my mothers safety and mine I guess.We will have to tell that man he has a daughter the earlier the better" what are you waiting for nic,call your boss" he glared at me with warning " this stays between us do you hear me? You are not safe,no one absolutely no one should know you have this kind of information,these are very powerful people that should not be messed with,my sister is at stake here,any mistake from you everything will be ruined" he was shaking as he said those things to me,of all the things he said I was smiling deep now that he cared about my safety,maybe there's still hope or will I be introduced to classy men when my sister finally gets her right place in society,I really envy her I wish it was me" you need to go" Nicolas insisted,yes I need to leave,I left mother alone I hope she is okay,I rushed to the door without turning around and left him standing in the middle of the room confused.
Muna's POV
What I'm I doing,I pushed him away,his face dropped at my reaction,I ran off to the bathroom,to fix my hair,there was a strange pain behind my head,i massaged it quickly before I went back when I heard a clients voice,I bet he had already left probably furious at what I had done,I was enjoying myself for torturing him like that,but also mad at myself for being so soft,why I'm I allowing this,this man is here to distract me nothing more,is that not what they are known for. I drew my focus on the little boy who had come for therapy" good morning sepo" I played with his hair as his grandmother followed me to the treatment couch.
Sibesos POV
Mweemba and I tried to call Nicolas but his phone was going straight to voicemail,my brother was stressed I could see from how he was drinking that whisky,he put it on his mouth and took it rapid " no,no," I pulled it out of his mouth while the rest came drooling down his cheek," gentlemen " a familiar voice rang behind me,I got up to shake his hand,his face seemed very cheerful not his so favorite expression " what are you doing here" I joked,he pated my shoulder,walking towards drunk mweemba who could not stop complaining about Nicolas, my son ignored him and took a seat,I fixed him a glass of some wine I was sipping on,he took a sip,and smiled at me,the rest of the afternoon was filled with some guy talk,dogging personal questions here and there,my and I have been divorced for years now,I still love her it's just that she sees me as nothing but a loser because I'm not as wealthy as my best friend,she raised our son in that very light,my son was very much loved by my best friend,he sent him abroad to study and even helped him find a well paying job,he was just like a son to him," he gulped his last wine before carrying his wallet to leave," I'll be at moms if you need anything " he taped my shoulder,I waved at him as I watched him leave,my ex wife really filled my sons head with nonsense,he is over ambitious to a worrying point."Brother you can not continue like this,you have all the resources to find a new pI please let me look into it" I begged,mweemba was getting depressed by the day,he desperately wanted to find his child,inside him was anger that thandiwe did not tell him she was pregnant and guilt for leaving her,I knew exactly how he felt. He continued to drink his whiskey,I placed my face in my hands sorrowfully,what could I possibly do to help him. His phone vibrated in his pants,he was too drunk to remove it from his pockets,my patience was running out so I grabbed it myself and slid on accept" I have some news sir,meet me in 2 days at our usual spot." Before I could say anything he Hang up" why so worked up sibeso" her annoying voice rang behind me,she had this look in his eyes,nothing new but I suspected something,this woman has always been cunning.
Chuma's POV
Getting information from the poor is as easy as getting candy from a toddler,after leaving that house,I paid a stupid vendor to tell me about the family who lived in their,she told me two young women lived there,the older one worked at a hospital I found out which hospital and the newest employee and discovered who she was,my husband's long lost daughter was no other than little miss Muna,I am impressed I must say,now that I think about it she looks just like mweemba,her complexion,her long legs,her athletic body her confidence and the way she Carries herself,either way I made a vow to myself no one would come here out of nowhere and inherit this property this is my hard work,my patience,my gift for all the years I served this man in marriage,I saw sibesos greedy son when he arrived at the house,but that call that mweemba got turned sibeso upside down and I knew it was Nicolas,I need to stop him.