My Tool For Revenge (I bought her)

BEVERLY narrowed her eyes on sighting Greg.

“Greg?”, she called walking towards him but he pushed her away making her losed her balance and she fell on her butts.

“Ma’am, ma’am”, her men called and ran up to her.

I couldn’t even laugh or chuckle, I was filled with embarrassment at the moment.

Then I looked around and to my utmost dismay and astonishment, all the students standing, cheering, squealing and making videos were no more. I wondered what happened, and I noticed it all occured immediately Greg stepped in.

He walked up to me and gathered me in his arms, and then we headed for the car, leaving Beverley and his men behind.

The drive home was a quiet one.

Greg wasn’t saying anything, I also didn’t as much as give him a word.

Greg’s phone beeped out into the quiet environment, he cussed and reluctantly brought it out from his pocket and stared at it.

“Stop the car!”, he ordered and the chauffeur abruptly screeched it to a halt, making me jerk forward almost hitting the headrest of the driver’s seat.

I gasped and turned to Greg, there wasn’t even a sign of remorse or something on him.

“Take her home safely”, He uttered to the chauffeur opening the car door, then he stepped down from the car.

I wanted to ask where he was heading to but I swallowed it.

From the tinted windows, I saw him entering into another car that was parked close to ours, I didn’t even know when the car got there.

The car drove off into another direction, and we sped off, getting on the lonely high way that lead to the mansion.

“Shit!”, The elderly chauffeur quivered slightly.

“Anything wrong?”, I asked, looking at him.

“Yes, we have been followed”, He replied making me to swallow hard in fright, and slowly I looked back, trying to see if I could see any car.

“What should we do now?”, I retorted sadly, already panicking.

“Put a call across to Greg, tell him we need a backup”, he replied about to swerve to a bend.

Immediately, and with my hands quivering, I reached out for my phone, but before I could pull it out, a bullet shattered the window, very close to me.

“Ughh!”, I gasped and stood straight instantly, my mouth and eyes wide opened.

The chauffeur abruptly screeched to a halt by the side of the road.

“Get down My Lady”, he instructed bringing out a gun.

“Take your phone and run into the brambles, I will keep shooting to distract their attention”, he uttered as so many bullets kept penetrating into the car.

“How about you?”, I asked already crying.

“I will be fine”, he uttered passing a pistol over to me.

Jeez! I was scared of these cold irons, I have never gotten hold of one, let alone make use of it.

“Go on now”, he instructed one more time, rudely cutting into my thoughts.

I nodded sadly and collected the pistol, opened the door and jumped down, then ran with the pistol and my phone straight towards the thick brambles beside the road.

“Chase after the pretty lady”, I heard a loud husky voice making me to turn swiftly only to see our car on fire.

“Mr Limmmmmmm!!”, I squealed loudly with tears streaming down my face.

“Get going Gianna, they are coming after you remember? And Mr Lim asked you to call Greg”, my inner thoughts yelled at me.