Billion dollars contract on wrong hand

To his surprise, it wasn't Anabel. A young lady with long, curly hair and a bright smile walked out of the room, chatting with the man who had accompanied Anabel the night before. She dressed slutty like a call girl.

Desmond's confusion deepened. He couldn't say. anything. He thought back to the previous night, when he had seen Anabel enter the room with the man. He had assumed they were together all night, but now he wasn't so sure.

The lady caught his eyes and smiled, and Desmond felt a flush rise to his cheeks. He quickly retreated back into his room, his mind whirling with questions.

Did Anabel left yesterday night? Was the lady the one moaning? Where is Anabel?

Daniella and Leonard were eating when they heard a car drive in. They panicked.

"Who is that? Are… are you expecting anybody?" Leonard asked. He was so scared that his clothes began to drench. He knew it wouldn't end well if it happened to be Desmond. He will spend the rest of his life in jail.

Daniella was also scared, but not like Leonard, who wished he could just disappear.

"I'm not expecting anybody." Daniella replied.

"What if it's Desmond?" Leonard asked. "Oh my gosh! I didn't sign for this."

"No, it can't be. Stop acting like a kid. It's too early for him to be back. Besides, he said he will be spending a week. If he's back, he will call me to pick him up once he's back." Daniella said.

"What if things changed? What if he booked a taxi?" Leonard asked.

"Can you calm yourself down and think of what to do? You need to find a place and hide so I could check who that is." Daniella said.

"Where will I hide? In the visitors room?"

"Anywhere safe. You can rush to the other visitor's room and hide." Daniella said, and just then, a knock landed on the door. Leonard rushed to the visitor's room, and Daniella headed to the door to answer.

Daniella opened the door, expecting it to be Desmond's mother or younger sister. But to her surprise, a well-dressed man stood on the porch. He was with a crisp white envelope in his hand.

"Who are you, and how can I help you?" Daniella asked, eyeing the stranger warily. She has not seen the face before. But looking at him, she knew that he was a high-profile person. His look and suit tell a lot.

"Good afternoon, ma'am. My name is Toby, sent from the Zacklid group." The man replied with a smooth, gentle voice. "I'm looking for Anabel. I have an invitation for her."

Daniella's eyes narrowed. "Anabel? You mean Desmond's housewife?" She knew that most people don't know he's divorced.

The man nodded. "Exactly. I have an invitation for her to attend the Zacklid Group ceremony with Desmond."

Daniella's curiosity was piqued. "What is the ceremony all about?"

The man hesitated, glancing around cautiously. "I'm not at liberty to disclose that information, ma'am. I'm just an errand boy. But rest assured, it's a high-profile event."

Daniella's mind whirled in possibilities. This could be another opportunity she needed to solidify her position in Desmond's life.

"She's not around. I will take the invitation on behalf of her." Daniella said, snatching the envelope from the man's hand.

The man looked taken aback. "Ma'am, I don't think you should have it. This invitation is specifically for Anabel."

Daniella smiled sweetly. "Don't worry about it. I'll make sure Anabel gets the message. We are all living here."

The man looked uncertain on whether to let her have it, but Daniella's confident demeanor put him at ease. He nodded, "It's alright. Give it to her once she's back. Tell her that we are deeply sorry for wasting so much time. Things changed, and the date was adjusted. I believe she will understand."

"It's okay. I will inform her." Daniella replied.

"Thank you very much. Remember, don't give it to Desmond. Give it to Anabel." He said and turned, then headed to the car. He got in, and the driver drove off.

As soon as the car disappeared from view, Daniella ripped the envelope open and scanned the contents. It was an invitation for a ceremony and signing of a billion-dollar contract.

"How did she secure this? She must have sold her body to get this." She thought to herself. "Anyway, that doesn't matter now. It's mine now."

A sly smile spread across her face. This was it. This was another key to securing her and her boyfriend's future. Since Anabel was no longer around, she would tell Desmond that she had secured the billion-dollar contract for him. And he would be forever grateful and trust her more. She closed the door and turned to call out Leonard.