Dangerous Love

Chapter 48

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"And where are you coming from?" Grace attacked Joy like she was talking to a little girl. She had been noticing her sneaky movements for days and she wondered where she was always going to. The two stared at each other which was certainly obvious they never liked each other. And they never tried to hide it. Joy rolled her eyes, slamming Grace with mean looks. She hated how Grace was always watching her and asking her foolish questions. She hated it and it eventually resulted into a distasteful feeling for her towards Grace. Because of that, Joy had distanced herself from others to avoid too much familiarity. Immediately she finished her chores, she remained on her own again. Grace rolled her eyes in return, slamming Joy with the same mean looks. "Just because Prince Ire went out, you think you can leave and not assist us here. Huh?"

"Excuse me!" Joy said irritated by the attitude Grace was giving her. "How does me leaving the building suddenly concerns you? I can remember my boss is a man. Not a busybody woman." She walked away with a hiss. "Is better you mind your business," she warned in a mocking tone.

"You see that?" Grace turned to Sewa who stayed quiet staring at her phone but was listening to those two. Sewa heaved a sigh and finally looked up from her phone. "I've told you several times to let this girl be. She will be caught by her own carelessness if she refused to listen. So mind your business because she's never going to listen."

Grace took her mind off it just like Sewa told her. For one reason or the other, she doesn't like Joy at all. She couldn't tell why but that wasn't her problem to think about. Grace went back to her seat, defeated. "This house is too dry mhen! I've really missed Ara and her laughter. She would have turned the whole house upside down with her laughter." Then she chuckled, remembering how they met. "That girl can laugh ehnn! I miss her."

"And you can gossip ehnn!" Sewa added causing the two of them to suddenly develop that feeling to laugh. They really missed Ara, but they couldn't ask Prince Ire why Ara was not back to the palace yet.

Grace shook her head at Sewa. "You all know I only say what I see," she defended herself even when she knew it was useless. "Okay, if I say I've noticed Prince Ire likes Aramade, will you believe me?"

Sewa got up instead. "Your mouth will not put you in trouble. I'm off to bed."

Grace suddenly burst out laughing. She knew Sewa was definitely going to avoid it. She was always like that, trying not to get involve with anything that has to do with anyone in the palace. "Chai!! Aunty you are too serious. You better gossip and laugh about things. Someone is gossipping about you somewhere."

"That's their career. Not me and you." Sewa got up and walked towards her room instead. After then, Grace followed too. It was late and they had to wake up very early the next day to get back to work again. 

Exactly fifteen minutes past eleven at night, Prince Ire got back to the palace. He drove down to his quarters and parked his sport car where his other car was parked. He got down and locked his car. He checked his cell phone hoping a reply would come from the number he sent a message to, but there wasn't any reply yet. Prince Ire opened the small gate to his building and walked straight to the door. He inserted his key and the moment the door was opened, he was embraced by the dark and quiet sitting room. It was his order. For his workers to always put off the light anytime they were done at the sitting room.

He put on the flashlight at the back of his cellphone and hurried to the stairs, climbing it up to his room in a very fast manner. He met his room just like he left it. The clothes he brought out trying to compare what to wear were still laying on his bed. While his sneakers were also scattered on the rug just like he left them. Prince Ire pushed them aside and rushed into the bathroom. He took a quick shower and came out in three minutes, putting on one of his long boxers.

With water still dripping from his hair, Prince Ire brought out the pictures with him. He laid them on his bed each. He wondered who could have done it. Could it be Derin? No. She can't. Prince Ire shook his head. For Derin to have met them at the love garden, it means she had been waiting for quite a time.

After then, another name crossed his mind. He knew his relationship with the first Queen was out of it, but...could it really be her? Common Ire, common! Think! You've got to think! Prince Ire began to pressure himself to guess who could be behind the whole nonsense that seemed to have spread over his body like a virus. After then, another name crossed his mind.

Damn!

Could it be Agbaje?

His mind was filled up with thoughts of trying to find out who could have done such a thing like that.  Immediately, Prince Ire ran to where he kept his CDs which contained the evidence they needed to win the case at the court, including the CD which contained the explicit images of Queen Adetutu and her lover. Prince Ire searched the box to the last bottom and found nothing. The whole CDs were gone. All gone without a trace whatsoever, because how he placed his box was exactly how he met it. But with everything gone. All disappeared. Without a trace.

At this point, Prince Ire had to admit.... Someone was smatter than him.

While staring at the box hoping for a miracle to happen, Prince Ire's phone finally beeped. He got up from the rug and reached for his phone, clicking the message which just came in.

'With your own hands, you chose this tragedy. I hope you are ready?'

"Damn you!" Prince Ire cursed and threw his phone on the bed. It bounced and it fell on the rug. Now, he doesn't know what to do. While he was thinking of what to do, he slept off.

The whole palace was quiet, but whosoever was behind everything that happened that night was yet to sleep. Waiting for another right time which arrived exactly 12am. There was another beep which indicated a message had entered. But this time, it was a bullet prepared to strike the King alone. The message was specially composed for the King.

Still feeling sleepy, The King tried to locate where his phone was. He found it and clicked on the message, not sure if he was seeing clearly, but went ahead to read the message.

"It's about time to reveal that secret your son Ire never revealed to you. I'm sure you want to know who...."

Somehow the King couldn't go on, because he couldn't tell how his phone managed to slip from his hand. It fell to the ground and the sound was loud enough to tell him the phone had scattered on the ground. While trying to put the phone back in place, the King realized his phone's screen had broken. He suddenly lose interest and place the phone somewhere. He went back to bed and promise to ask Prince Ire himself tomorrow. It could be another silly things he wasn't aware of. The King hated being disturbed when sleeping. He shut his eyes closed and went back to sleep again.

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