Chapter 143 - 143: Drowning


    On the other side.


    The phone on the dining table rang and Camille picked it up.When she looked at the screen her expression darkened.


    It was her manager who had been calling her non-stop asking if Evan received the letter that the V Magazine sent about the photoshoot.


    She ended the call and decided to look at the mailbox. Two weeks have passed and no mail came, she''s afraid that one of Danie''s men might have picked it and threw it in the garbage.


    As she stood by the gate a car came. Her eyes rolled to see Ken in the driver''s seat.


    The man got down from his car after parking it in the front gate, he entered the small door on the side and handed her the keys.


    "Park my car next to Evan," he ordered and threw the keys to her chest rudely.


    Camille was taken aback by his words, "excuse me, do I look like a maid to you?" disbelief was in her voice as she spoke.


    Ken who was wearing sunsses, took it off and sized her up, "who are you if you''re not a maid?" he asked.


    Camille was about to answer when Ken suddenly turned around and walked away.


    Just like an angry dragon, Camille''s face turned red in anger. She''s about to pick up the keys which fell to the ground and throw it to Ken when he suddenly stopped and turned around.


    ''What? Have you finally recognized me?'' she scoffed silently.


    "Where is Evan''s girlfriend?" he lifted a hand in the air and put it closer to his chest, "the woman with this height."


    Squinting her eyes, Camille tilted her head, "you mean Danie?"


    Ken suddenly flip his fingers, "yes, that little flower, where is she?"


    "Poolside," she said pointing a finger.


    Without thanking her, Ken turned around but instead of walking to the poolside he continued the path towards the entrance.


    Camille shut her eyes and looked at his car. She smirked and decided to leave the keys on the car hood. In her mind, Ken is rich, even if he lost a car, it won''t hurt him so much.


    --


    Camille went straight to the pool, only to see Danie standing by the pool drying Danny''s body with a towel.


    "Selena, help Danny to take shower and I will clean the mess here."


    Selena nodded and took Danny''s hand.


    Seeing that the kids were leaving, Camille approached Danie.


    "Did you throw the letter from V magazine?" she confronted Danie with hands on her h.i.p.s and an expression of an angry tigress shed over her face.


    When Danie turned to look at her, a smile was on her lips and it made her angrier.


    "Yes, I did, it''s in the garbage so if you want it, you can check the garbage outside before the truckes and picks them."


    Her tone irked Camille''s ears. She had never met Danie before and she had never flirt to Evan in front of her yet the woman continued on torturing her.


    "What have I done to you?" she eximed, her emotion overflowed causing for the tears in her eyes to drop in big pieces.


    "Nothing dear," Danie replied and seeing the tears in Camille''s eyes has made her expression darkened, "but if you''re wondering why I am doing this, ask your father."


    "My dad?" Confusion crept over Camille''s face, "what does my father has to do with a crazy person like you?"


    Danie blinked, and right at that moment, Camille saw how her brown eyes changed into ck.


    "I am not crazy Camille. I am more of a psycho and your father turned me into who I am right now, so" Danie paused, stretched an arm to touch the tip of Camille''s hair, "if you want to me someone, me your crazy father for turning me into this," he lips formed a lopsided grin, it was so wicked that she could see how the fear swept over Camille''s eyes, "I am just starting dear. There will be more and we are going to have fun, well mostly me."


    Danieughed.


    Camille gulped hard as she listened to her screechingugh, it pained her eardrums and sent shivers to her skin.


    Envy and anger overpowered the confusion in her mind, the next thing she saw was her hand pushing Danie towards the pool.


    (!) The sound of Danie''s body falling into the water roared around. Camille turned and left the ce, she just needed to release all the anger inside of her and pushing Danie into the water has somehow eased her irritation.


    Unknown to her, Ken was watching through the window. He witnessed how Camille pushed Danie to the pool and left the scene confidently.


    He shook his head, "women," he murmured and looked at Danie again.


    His eyebrows creased upon seeing her struggling to raise her head and gasp for air.


    ''Doesn''t she know how to swim?'' he asked himself.


    ''Should I help her?''


    ''no,'' he shook his head as he rested a hand in his chin.


    His mind and feeling fought whether to help her or not. Time was passing and he could see Danie slowly losing her energy.


    His heart thumped, even though his mind urged him to leave her alone, his body has jumped through the window and rushed over her but he halted when Glen suddenly came running while shouting Danie''s name.


    Danie''s sight blurred as she blew out thest air she had in her mouth, slowly her body drown down to the pool.


    She hated water with a depth taller than her, she didn''t know how to swim and refused to learn it after all the drowning experience she had in theboratory where they would put her in therge aquarium and studied how the chip in her brain would react if she''s close to death.


    Camille pushed was only light, but she saw that Ken and Matthew were nearby so she hoped that one of them would save her but seemed like Matthew had his headset on that he didn''t hear the ssh of the water while Ken, he just refused to help.


    As her eyes were about to close, she saw someone jumping into the water.


    When her conscious disappeared, a hand-pulled her.


    Glen swiftly carried Danie andy her on the ground.


    He patted her cheeks, "Danie," but the woman was not opening her eyes.


    He gulped hard, ced both palms on her chest and pushed it with enough force.


    Still, she was not moving.