After he was done making breakfast, Jeff took a tray with him to Mia's bedroom and knocked on the door.
Mia, who was inside thinking about what to do and whether or not she should quit her job and leave immediately, looked at the door and went to answer it.
"You want to have breakfast in my room?" She asked with a teasing smile.
"This is for you. We made the meal together so you should have a taste of it," Jeff said as he thrust the tray at her.
"I didn't do anything. I only helped you mix the egg…."
"Whisk," Jeff corrected.
"Yeah. That. Whatever."
"This is yours," Jeff said and Mia hesitantly took it from him.
"Thanks," she said and turned to return inside.
"Did I say something earlier? You seemed peeved by something," Jeff said and she turned to flash him a smile.
"Nah, you didn't. I sort of remembered I needed to do something," Mia said, since it was true that his statement about marriage and kids had reminded her that she had more important things to worry about than standing in the kitchen and watching him cook.
"If that's the case, how about you join me at the dining?" He asked and she grinned.
"Are you asking me to have breakfast with you?" She asked with a teasing smile.
"Yes. Why?" Jeff asked in confusion and Mia laughed softly.
"You are so clueless and it's cute," she said as she stepped out of the bedroom and followed him to the dining.
Once they were seated at the dining, Jeff looked at her, "Do you think I should get a hair cut? I mean, take down my beards?" He asked, and she raised a brow.
"Why are you asking me that? It's your call to make. If you like it there is no reason you should take it down," Mia said nonchalantly.
"Hm. This is good," she said with a nod of appreciation.
"You've really never cooked before?" Jeff asked, and she shrugged indifferently.
"Before working for Bryan what did you do to earn a living?" Jeff asked and Mia raised a brow.
"You seem awfully curious about me. If I didn't know better I would think you were interested in me," she said without looking at him.
When Jeff didn't say anything or deny it quickly as she had expected him to do, she raised her head to look at him, "What? Don't tell me you are interested in me," she asked in disbelief.
"What if I am?" Jeff asked, holding her gaze.
Mia laughed awkwardly, suddenly feeling uncomfortable, "Don't be, Jeff. Really, don't be. You are a sweet guy and all, but just not for me," Mia said and Jeff smiled.
"How do you know something is not for you until you give it a try?" Jeff asked, and Mia frowned.
"You're making me uncomfortable, Jeff. We work together, we share the same living space. It is awkward to be having such a conversation, don't think you think?" She asked and he nodded.
"Sure. But I never said I was interested in you romantically. I don't need to want to have a romantic relationship with you to be interested in you. Besides, you brought up the subject. I was only trying to pick your brain," he said with a shrug and she scowled.
"I already told you I want to go alone," Janet insisted.
"I promise to stay back in the cab," Andrew said and Desmond and Evelyn looked at Janet.
"You should let him go with you," Evelyn said and Janet sighed.
"We will all feel better if he goes with you. Don't worry. We will have the helps leave your luggage in your bedroom," Desmond assured her as Adolf parked the car by the roadside.
"Let's go then," Janet said and they both got out of the car and flagged down a cab.
A short while later, the cab pulled to a stop in front of the correctional facility where Sara was being held.
Janet took a deep breath as she went in, while Andrew stayed back in the cab, waiting for her.
A couple of minutes after filling in the visitation details, Janet sat still as she waited for Sara to be brought to her.
Sara, who had been surprised to hear that she had a visitor, frowned when she saw Janet, "I guess you came to gloat," Sara said as she took the seat opposite Janet.
"Gloat? What am I supposed to gloat over? That my younger sister is a criminal?" Janet asked and Sara snorted.
"Sister? I thought you disowned me a long time ago," Sara said and Janet nodded.
"My sister is you, the criminal locked behind bars and paying for her crimes, not the hypocritical model you were. I came to see how you are doing, and to find out if you are feeling remorseful yet, but apparently you are not…."
"I was set up," Sara cut in.
"Indeed! What were you thinking? How can you be so evil to the point that you wanted to harvest your own daughter's liver illegally?" Janet asked and Sara glared at her.
"Didn't you hear me? I was set up! That bitch isn't my daughter! And…."
"Good thing she wasn't! I can't imagine what would have happened had it been Candace and you found her firs…."
"Candace?" Sara asked with a frown.
"Yes. Candace. Your biological daughter…."
"You know my biological daughter? You know where she is?" Sara asked in disbelief.
"Yes, I do. She is with her father, where she belongs. Why aren't you ashamed of yourself? Why don't you feel sorry that you almost ruined that poor girl's life? Do you know what she has been through? Do you have any idea how much she suffered because of you? Was it not enough that you sold her off at birth? How could you be planning to murder her?" Janet asked angrily.
"So, you all planned this together? You all decided to frame me?" Sara asked and Janet shook her head.
"No, we didn't. Your kids did. Your kids did what Aaron and I couldn't do, because we cared too much about you to expose you. I'm glad that you gave birth to kids who outsmarts you in every way, and they were able to put you where a criminal like you belongs. Now you will rot here in jail paying for your crimes. All your money and fame is nothing now. Now you will have nothing and no one by your side," Janet said and Sara smiled stiffly.
"I knew it. I knew you came to gloat. But guess what? This changes nothing. I lived my best life. I got to heights you could never dream to climb, and if I had to go back in time, I would do it all over again, but this time I would make sure I sell them both. That was my shortcoming—— leaving Harry with Aaron. That was my undoing," Sara said and Janet nodded.
"Sure. Good thing you will have enough memories of your good days to keep you company here. You will need those memories with you when your health fails and you have no family to stay by your side. When you feel lonely on your deathbed, you should remind yourself that you traded everyone for fame which is fleeting. You won't have your husband or kids, or grandson or even your fans beside you. It's your loss. Your grandson, Jamal, is such a pleasant boy…."
"Grandson?" Sara asked in surprise, and Janet smiled as she took her phone and opened the pictures of Jamal and Candace which Lucy had sent her some weeks ago to show Sara.
"Yes. That is your daughter and grandson. Take a good look at them," Janet said and Sara blinked as she looked at Janet's phone screen.
"You are a grandmother, Sara. You know what irks me the most? You probably could have gotten everything. Both family and fame, had you followed the right path. But you gave up all that was most important. Your life is a series of bad decisions and choices, and I'm glad you will be spending what is left of it in jail, reflecting on your choices," Janet said as she rose.
"I won't be coming to see you ever again. I thought seeing you here would make me feel sorry for you, but seeing how unrepentant you are, I feel even more grateful to your kids for pulling this off. You're a vile animal that should only live behind bars and in chains," Janet said before walking away.
After he was done making breakfast, Jeff took a tray with him to Mia's bedroom and knocked on the door.
Mia, who was inside thinking about what to do and whether or not she should quit her job and leave immediately, looked at the door and went to answer it.
"You want to have breakfast in my room?" She asked with a teasing smile.
"This is for you. We made the meal together so you should have a taste of it," Jeff said as he thrust the tray at her.
"I didn't do anything. I only helped you mix the egg…."
"Whisk," Jeff corrected.
"Yeah. That. Whatever."
"This is yours," Jeff said and Mia hesitantly took it from him.
"Thanks," she said and turned to return inside.
"Did I say something earlier? You seemed peeved by something," Jeff said and she turned to flash him a smile.
"Nah, you didn't. I sort of remembered I needed to do something," Mia said, since it was true that his statement about marriage and kids had reminded her that she had more important things to worry about than standing in the kitchen and watching him cook.
"If that's the case, how about you join me at the dining?" He asked and she grinned.
"Are you asking me to have breakfast with you?" She asked with a teasing smile.
"Yes. Why?" Jeff asked in confusion and Mia laughed softly.
"You are so clueless and it's cute," she said as she stepped out of the bedroom and followed him to the dining.
Once they were seated at the dining, Jeff looked at her, "Do you think I should get a hair cut? I mean, take down my beards?" He asked, and she raised a brow.
"Why are you asking me that? It's your call to make. If you like it there is no reason you should take it down," Mia said nonchalantly.
"Hm. This is good," she said with a nod of appreciation.
"You've really never cooked before?" Jeff asked, and she shrugged indifferently.
"Before working for Bryan what did you do to earn a living?" Jeff asked and Mia raised a brow.
"You seem awfully curious about me. If I didn't know better I would think you were interested in me," she said without looking at him.
When Jeff didn't say anything or deny it quickly as she had expected him to do, she raised her head to look at him, "What? Don't tell me you are interested in me," she asked in disbelief.
"What if I am?" Jeff asked, holding her gaze.
Mia laughed awkwardly, suddenly feeling uncomfortable, "Don't be, Jeff. Really, don't be. You are a sweet guy and all, but just not for me," Mia said and Jeff smiled.
"How do you know something is not for you until you give it a try?" Jeff asked, and Mia frowned.
"You're making me uncomfortable, Jeff. We work together, we share the same living space. It is awkward to be having such a conversation, don't think you think?" She asked and he nodded.
"Sure. But I never said I was interested in you romantically. I don't need to want to have a romantic relationship with you to be interested in you. Besides, you brought up the subject. I was only trying to pick your brain," he said with a shrug and she scowled.
"I already told you I want to go alone," Janet insisted.
"I promise to stay back in the cab," Andrew said and Desmond and Evelyn looked at Janet.
"You should let him go with you," Evelyn said and Janet sighed.
"We will all feel better if he goes with you. Don't worry. We will have the helps leave your luggage in your bedroom," Desmond assured her as Adolf parked the car by the roadside.
"Let's go then," Janet said and they both got out of the car and flagged down a cab.
A short while later, the cab pulled to a stop in front of the correctional facility where Sara was being held.
Janet took a deep breath as she went in, while Andrew stayed back in the cab, waiting for her.
A couple of minutes after filling in the visitation details, Janet sat still as she waited for Sara to be brought to her.
Sara, who had been surprised to hear that she had a visitor, frowned when she saw Janet, "I guess you came to gloat," Sara said as she took the seat opposite Janet.
"Gloat? What am I supposed to gloat over? That my younger sister is a criminal?" Janet asked and Sara snorted.
"Sister? I thought you disowned me a long time ago," Sara said and Janet nodded.
"My sister is you, the criminal locked behind bars and paying for her crimes, not the hypocritical model you were. I came to see how you are doing, and to find out if you are feeling remorseful yet, but apparently you are not…."
"I was set up," Sara cut in.
"Indeed! What were you thinking? How can you be so evil to the point that you wanted to harvest your own daughter's liver illegally?" Janet asked and Sara glared at her.
"Didn't you hear me? I was set up! That bitch isn't my daughter! And…."
"Good thing she wasn't! I can't imagine what would have happened had it been Candace and you found her firs…."
"Candace?" Sara asked with a frown.
"Yes. Candace. Your biological daughter…."
"You know my biological daughter? You know where she is?" Sara asked in disbelief.
"Yes, I do. She is with her father, where she belongs. Why aren't you ashamed of yourself? Why don't you feel sorry that you almost ruined that poor girl's life? Do you know what she has been through? Do you have any idea how much she suffered because of you? Was it not enough that you sold her off at birth? How could you be planning to murder her?" Janet asked angrily.
"So, you all planned this together? You all decided to frame me?" Sara asked and Janet shook her head.
"No, we didn't. Your kids did. Your kids did what Aaron and I couldn't do, because we cared too much about you to expose you. I'm glad that you gave birth to kids who outsmarts you in every way, and they were able to put you where a criminal like you belongs. Now you will rot here in jail paying for your crimes. All your money and fame is nothing now. Now you will have nothing and no one by your side," Janet said and Sara smiled stiffly.
"I knew it. I knew you came to gloat. But guess what? This changes nothing. I lived my best life. I got to heights you could never dream to climb, and if I had to go back in time, I would do it all over again, but this time I would make sure I sell them both. That was my shortcoming—— leaving Harry with Aaron. That was my undoing," Sara said and Janet nodded.
"Sure. Good thing you will have enough memories of your good days to keep you company here. You will need those memories with you when your health fails and you have no family to stay by your side. When you feel lonely on your deathbed, you should remind yourself that you traded everyone for fame which is fleeting. You won't have your husband or kids, or grandson or even your fans beside you. It's your loss. Your grandson, Jamal, is such a pleasant boy…."
"Grandson?" Sara asked in surprise, and Janet smiled as she took her phone and opened the pictures of Jamal and Candace which Lucy had sent her some weeks ago to show Sara.
"Yes. That is your daughter and grandson. Take a good look at them," Janet said and Sara blinked as she looked at Janet's phone screen.
"You are a grandmother, Sara. You know what irks me the most? You probably could have gotten everything. Both family and fame, had you followed the right path. But you gave up all that was most important. Your life is a series of bad decisions and choices, and I'm glad you will be spending what is left of it in jail, reflecting on your choices," Janet said as she rose.
"I won't be coming to see you ever again. I thought seeing you here would make me feel sorry for you, but seeing how unrepentant you are, I feel even more grateful to your kids for pulling this off. You're a vile animal that should only live behind bars and in chains," Janet said before walking away.
