CHAPTER TWELVE

"Nancy, what the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked as I stormed into our apartment.

"I am sorry," she pleaded.

After I saw Mr. Miles park in the driveway and waltz into the mansion, I lost it. I was mad at Nancy for lying to me. Why would she say there was nothing much to Walter Miles when he was living in the same compound with us.

"Why would you lie about little things?" I thundered.

She ran a hand across her face, "I did not lie. I just did not tell you."

"You lied about there being no secrets. When were you going to tell me?" I asked.

"Does it really matter?" she asked too.

I gave her an icy glare, "My boss living in the same compound as me does not matter?"

"Okay. Look I am sorry. I did not know it mattered that much," she said.

I shook my head in disappointment. She did not just get it. I brushed past her to my room and banged the door shut.

She came pounding on the door, "Victoria, I am sorry. Please forgive me."

I tucked myself in bed. "Just let me be. Hopefully by morning I will talk to you."

But by morning, I did not reply to her cheery greeting. Did not eat the food she prepared for me. I was just headed straight for the bus station.

Mr. Mile's car was not in the driveway. I wondered what time he always left for school. I wondered what he would think of me living in the house he freely gave someone else. Would he throw me out? Would you seize my salary and use it as rent? I needed to get on his good side and fast.

I was not sure of what I was doing or why I needed to do it but I hurried into a store and got some fruits. I got to school just as the bell went for assembly.

"You are late on your second day," the receptionist sneered while I signed in.

"I am not," I simply told her and rushed off to the principal's office.

I felt someone staring holes into my head and turned to see it was the receptionist. I gave her an endearing smile, knocked and entered. The principal was buttoning his suit jacket and on his way out.

"Hey," I smiled.

He stopped right in front of me, "What do you want?"

I was caught off guard a bit but remembered he had always been that way. "Well, I too was surprised to see you yesterday at the mansion."

"So?" he frowned deeply.

"Well, as the owner of the house, Nancy should have informed you she was staying with someone. And not you finding out the way you did," I blabbed. "I apologize on her behalf. Please do accept our apologies," I handed him the bag of fruits.

He took the fruits and went straight to waste bin by the door and dumped them there. "I can't believe I waited for this." He exited the office, leaving me dumbstruck.

I blinked my eyes several times and pinched myself. That did not just happened?

I went about my day with low vibes, avoiding the principal. After the final bell, I made my way to the school gates when I heard my name. Turned out to be the principal.

"I will drive you home. Come to the garage," he simply said and walked ahead of me.

My legs felt like jelly. I was shaking all over. Was he gonna fire me? Was he gonna scold me? For goodness sake, Victoria you are twenty five years old. You should not be afraid of scolding. I got to the garage and found Mr. Miles standing by his blue car.

"Come in," he got in.

I got in as he put on his seat belt and I did same. I wanted to tell him that I was not actually going home but I was so curious as to what he had to say. He drove out the garage unto the road.

"You should not have brought house matters to school," he said suddenly snapping me out of my thoughts.

"It was not nice dumping those fruits in the wastebin. That was my money," I snapped too.

"What? It is not about the fruits but your code of conduct," he countered.

"No matter, you should not have. Some people do not have so much money to throw around like you," I said too.

"Was that why you gave up your daughter? Because you did not have the money to throw around? So pathetic," he said and I felt a blow to my chest.

"How? How? Who?" I could not form the question.

He smiled smugly, "I love to know everything about my staff. Especially this new ex convict staff I got. She seems interesting."

I saw red. "Drop me here right now."

He laughed. "Oh. Come on. I was just having fun."

The steam was leaving my ears now. "You call this fun? Toiling with a person's emotions? You are callous."

"I know someone who has murdered someone is not human," he mumbled and I dived for his steering wheel. He struggled to keep my palms away but I got hold of it and steered to the roadside. I quickly stepped on the breaks and we both jerked forward as the car came to a halt in the middle of the road. "What is wrong with you, woman?"

"I am trying so hard not to murder you too." I got out the car and walked to the side of the road; not minding the zooming cars, angry honks, swearing voices and reckless swervings. I got to the other side intact.