Chapter 116

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SIBONELO'S POV_

This was way too interesting to not invest my full brain on to. On the other hand, I wanted to know how the talk with the ladies went. Weird, I know but it's something Bi-connect could invest in or be their sponsor. We never know. One of my company's visions is giving equal opportunities to women. So perhaps there's a way I can help. Okay, that's not true. I wanted her back. It's pointless trying to fight it. I missed being in my house with her watching those stupid shows. Also, I got invested, did Naomi really divorce her cheating husband? I doubt it.

Sibo: "Nx. Women are such boring beings." I mumbled, taking my phone out to send a message. Why can't we just vibe and build from there? I had a new message on my phone. "Hey sexy. I was thinking we could have a drink. Your club or my house?" Not again. I know I blocked her. Will she get a new number every damn time? This was becoming very uncomfortable. What did this girl want from me? I went on my laptop, my hacking system, searching her name. Megan Soully. No criminal record. No charges. Her financial records were also in good health but was her brain? She comes from a middle class family, born and raised in Lazy Creek. She studied in their university for both her degrees. I checked her association, friends, lovers, everything. She's had two relationships public. Both lasted a little over a year. She seems normal. Why then is she obsessed with me? It left a bitter taste in my mouth. I wrote a text back: "Hi Megan, listen. I probably wasn't clear enough but I honestly just wanted one night with you. I have no intentions of seeing you again, or sleeping with you again. I am not interested in you at all. Please stop contacting me. Thanks." I sent it. Phew. Can you imagine. I received another message: "I know you want me. You're just shy. Trust me I can be discreet. You said it yourself you want me in your life while making love to me. We can take it slow." Oh I'm in hell. I was thinking of the woman I actually wanted to be with. Zimasa. Zwe is busy and I need him. He needs to make this stop. Let me just do my work and leave psychopaths alone. I don't need this. Jackson had appealed his bail. So obviously he wants to skip the country. He knows he's not safe here because Siza is in our family now. Perhaps he should be granted his bail. I'm sure Miles and Mia would love to see their father for the last time. Since Zwe was busy, I had to plan this one myself. After giving the go ahead to the judge, I organized hidden security all around his home. He won't notice it until it's too late. I know he will start at the house and take what he needs, that being his documents and some clothes, then skipping the country. He'll find me waiting for him inside the house. Once he leaves, no one will hear from him again. Zwe has been itching to get rid of him. Next on my agenda for the day was my new research. What did this mean? The king now has black eyes? I'm sorry but I'm not interested in seeing that. I knew Zwe was hiding something in this situation. What does this mean? Is he blind? I hopped into my server to recover archives from as far back as the 50's. King Ngidumise's times. I spent a little less than 40 minutes reading about him. People were so scared to even utter a word about this King that there was hardly any information about him. Granted, he never went anywhere or spoke to anyone but damn. I looked at his pictures, shivering with cold. But this is Nkosi? The stare, the disinterest, the danger in his demeanor, his exact face. This was him.

Sibo: "What in the reincarnation?" There was only two pictures of him and his wife. She looked beautiful. There was a soft nature about her smile. How are these two cold men bagging the most kindest of women? Honestly. You can tell how soft spoken this woman is by looking at her pictures. Is that why they named Sasa with the same name? Nothing juicier than Sikhosana business, I can say that confidently. I clicked on the name of his predecessor, King Bhekizizwe. Another pair of orange eyes. The picture was in black and white but the description says the same. I sighed, reading through his adventures. He was a little more busy than King Ngidumise. I went through at least three more kings before and nothing mentioned black eyes. This was a little frustrating but I loved research so at least I wasn't bored rather fascinated. I took a different angle in my search: Sikhosana Black Eyes. Two articles came up but it was about the orange eyes. Questioning how many people in the world had that colour eye. Then other statistics of other eye colours. I looked through the search results, more articles about the Sikhosana reign. They've been on that throne for centuries. Alot of these were transcribed because obviously technology like this didn't exist 100 years ago. People used newspapers then. There was a very old library in the city. At least 100 years old, what if they had more archives? I searched for their website and it didn't mention any archives but I called the number.

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