Sephora

CHAPTER 6

The weekend had gone as fast as Sephora prayed because she had a lot of damage to cause and she couldn't do that if the days were dragging along.

Stepping into her office Building she made a quick prayer before sitting behind her desk.

The first order of business was leaking the video of Greg and his mistress on the day  they celebrated their tenth anniversary as a married couple.

It had been a huge party at the time, a mere charade of a ball as a way of reassuring the public that their union was still intact and beautiful.

Looking back Sephora wondered how and why she had decided to keep it all under wraps when she should have just exposed them from the very beginning.

Looking back she wondered what she was thinking accepting his engagement when they should have just continued on as two people in a relationship who were ready to bring kids into the world.

After the birth of Cara and some years down the line, Greg suddenly started bugging her about the importance of sealing the deal as a legal couple, Sephora had been stupid, she should have never accepted it because apart from the blatant joke it turned out to become, that was the very beginning of the end.

On that very night of the joke of an anniversary, Greg had been stupid enough to make out with his mistress on the hotel hallway.

She was a major shareholder hence the reason why the next morning she was in possession of the first of many proofs of Greg's public deception.

She had made sure that every other copy was wiped out because she didn't want things escalating and leaving her grasps.

It was best that she controlled the narrative, however and whenever she decided was best for said Narrative to be let into public grasps.

A decision that now proved to be a wise one because Finally it was about to prove useful.

    "Ma'am, Soulless is here"
Martha announced, nodding softly when Sephora waved with her hands to let him in.

    Some minutes later Soulless walked in with his ever present bag crossed around him like the blogger/Reporter he prided himself to be, probably the best Sephora knew which was why he was the one she would gladly hand the information she had.

    "If it's not the ever glowing Ciana"
Soulless smirked, bowing mockingly the way he would do whenever they were all hanging out.

    "How are the kids Soul?"
Sephora asked with a smile while Soul nodded.

    "They are doing alright, always asking about their favourite aunt though"
Soul replied while Sephora laughed in reply.

    "Tell them aunty will come around whenever she can"
Sephora replied with a smile.

    "So what you got for me?"
Straight to the point as always, this was one of the reasons she loved working with Soul, just like her, he hated having his time wasted especially during his working hours.

    "I got gist for our masses"
Sephora replied, handing Soul the flash drive she'd stored away for rainy days.

     "Victim or?"
Soul trailed off, eyebrows raised pointedly in question, yet his eyes never lost the softness they held whenever he at Sephora who shook her head in refusal.

She refused to be a victim in either of it all.

In a world where the richest of the rich were the Dominant figures, occupying the cooperations that created what was nothing but a rotten society that made the financially incapable masses unable to exist without increase in their day to day existence.