Chapter 14: 14. Tweet.
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"What do mean the investigation is closed?" Lenora asked her estranged boyfriend.
Jamie looked at her with a slight scowl, he stared at the remaining reporters in front of him. "Well miss, the investigation has been relentless in efforts and we have come to a suitable and reliable conclusion."
"But none of it makes sense" she said. She could hear the other reporters murmuring but she wouldn't back down. She was going to he toast when she got back to work. She stopped them from using the news she so generously provided and for what? Only to find out the police were also going to settle for that half truth. 'Why? why did I give it up?' she lamented. If she had stuck to her job rather than her feelings for Jamie she would have allowed the news air and their station would he the hottest talk right now. But no, as usual her feelings always got in the way. And what did she get in return, a firm scolding and cold shoulders.
Jamie frowned at Lenora, they had this conversation already. 'Stubborn as ever, that woman' he thought. Like he didn't know already that it didn't make sense, why wouldn't she just back down and eat up the news like the other reporters present at the press conference.
"Well miss?..."
"Hastings" Lenora said although he already knew that.
"Miss Hastings, not every crime or incident makes sense. Life doesn't always make sense but doesn't mean it isn't life. Likewise this doesn't make sense doesn't mean it isn't life." He said.
"I assume those are all your questions?" he asked, the reporters. "Even so, I'm done answering anyone. Good day." he said leaving with a slight bow.
By the evening the country would be chaos, and he hated to be in the middle of all that madness.
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Patricia Lee stared at the television screen with a smile on her face, Jessie Marin was finally over. Even the most powerful and influential person would never get out of a scandal like this. But she wondered why they didn't release the recording she gave them, that would definitely be the icing on the cake. This would teach her how pride comes before a fall. She picked her phone up, although the public would be going crazy right now she couldn't be so safe.
'As much as I would love to bid such a good friend goodbye and a wonderful time in heaven. I am beyond heart broken and I feel extremely betrayed. Who knew she was a killer? Oh Jessie I wish I could say I miss you but what now?'
She stared at the tweet and with a smile she posted it. In less than a minute her fans were blowing up her phone, liking reposting and replying. Now the place that had always been so toxic for her and seemed to lick the bottom of Jessie's shoes praised her for her honesty. And sympathized with her for having to work for so long with such a woman.
But then she started to see some tweets from Jessie's fans insulting her and saying that she would never do such a thing. Eventually the public's opinion shifted yet again and everybody started battering her.
"Ugh!" she screamed at she threw her phone at the couch in front if her. "I swear if not for the fact that I need this people I would kill each and everyone of them." She huffed.
Picking her phone back up, she tweeted again.
'Oh I certainly have proof and it also breaks my heart to do this. But I will not sugarcoat the truth just because she's dead, nobody knew Jessie like I did, and that is why she spoke to me last before she killed herself.'
Beneath the tweet she pinned the recording she showed the detective. 'Let's see how they accuse me now' she thought.
Her phone vibrated and she immediately checked to see if anyone had replied to her tweet but instead it was her annoying uncle.
'Have you met with your Fiance? Don't make mistakes and woo him'.
She totally forgot about him, she would send a text for them to meet as soon as she could. Tomorrow would be good, get her mind of all this for the time being.
After she sent a text to him, she checked her social media and there was no response, not even a like or anything. She checked again to see if it was actually posted and it was. So why was everyone so quiet?
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"Miss Jessie? It time for your medicine." Jessie turned to look at the nurse that Jason had hired to look after her when he went to work. After yesterday she didn't know what to think anymore. She walked into her room to shower and when she opened the closet to wear Jason hoodie and it was filled with clothes. And this morning by the time she woke up, he had hired an entire staff. A chef, a maid and a nurse.
"Thank you" Jessie said and she swallowed the pill.
"Would you like anything, some deserts or snacks. Joel just made the creamiest icecream I've ever tasted." She smiled.
Jessie smiled at her, "Icecream? Oh no I don't eat icecream besides I've missed one too many days of my workouts. If I want to avoid nagging from my manager and agency I need to be fit. Thanks anyway Abigail."
"You can call me Abi." Abigail said.
"Okay than Abi." Jessie smiled and the woman walked away.
She already told Jason she would be leaving today, she was too excited. Thinking of what she would tell everyone of why she was missing for a week, Tony would nag her so much. Ah all the apologising she would have to do, and all the movie schedules she had set off. But still, she was still going back to her life!
Would she be missed? Surely they will be reports of her being missing, if she knew Tony at all it was a fact that he would be running to the police station the instant he didn't she her in her house. Ugh if only that sour, bipolar man had a television in his house. Which billionaire didn't have a television in his home? She would have asked him to put in if she was staying.
And now she couldn't help feeling a sense of gratitude towards him. No matter how many times she tried to convince herself that Jason had purchased her like some rag doll. 'But during my stay apart from absolutely annoying me with his nonchalant expression and his annoying smirk he didn't ask me for anything disgusting. Or force me to do anything I didn't want to' she thought. Was she starting to like him? She shook her head, absolutely not. Of all the ways to meet a man, this was definitely not it. No way her love story would begin like this. No way.
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"What do mean the investigation is closed?" Lenora asked her estranged boyfriend.
Jamie looked at her with a slight scowl, he stared at the remaining reporters in front of him. "Well miss, the investigation has been relentless in efforts and we have come to a suitable and reliable conclusion."
"But none of it makes sense" she said. She could hear the other reporters murmuring but she wouldn't back down. She was going to he toast when she got back to work. She stopped them from using the news she so generously provided and for what? Only to find out the police were also going to settle for that half truth. 'Why? why did I give it up?' she lamented. If she had stuck to her job rather than her feelings for Jamie she would have allowed the news air and their station would he the hottest talk right now. But no, as usual her feelings always got in the way. And what did she get in return, a firm scolding and cold shoulders.
Jamie frowned at Lenora, they had this conversation already. 'Stubborn as ever, that woman' he thought. Like he didn't know already that it didn't make sense, why wouldn't she just back down and eat up the news like the other reporters present at the press conference.
"Well miss?..."
"Hastings" Lenora said although he already knew that.
"Miss Hastings, not every crime or incident makes sense. Life doesn't always make sense but doesn't mean it isn't life. Likewise this doesn't make sense doesn't mean it isn't life." He said.
"I assume those are all your questions?" he asked, the reporters. "Even so, I'm done answering anyone. Good day." he said leaving with a slight bow.
By the evening the country would be chaos, and he hated to be in the middle of all that madness.
***************************************************
Patricia Lee stared at the television screen with a smile on her face, Jessie Marin was finally over. Even the most powerful and influential person would never get out of a scandal like this. But she wondered why they didn't release the recording she gave them, that would definitely be the icing on the cake. This would teach her how pride comes before a fall. She picked her phone up, although the public would be going crazy right now she couldn't be so safe.
'As much as I would love to bid such a good friend goodbye and a wonderful time in heaven. I am beyond heart broken and I feel extremely betrayed. Who knew she was a killer? Oh Jessie I wish I could say I miss you but what now?'
She stared at the tweet and with a smile she posted it. In less than a minute her fans were blowing up her phone, liking reposting and replying. Now the place that had always been so toxic for her and seemed to lick the bottom of Jessie's shoes praised her for her honesty. And sympathized with her for having to work for so long with such a woman.
But then she started to see some tweets from Jessie's fans insulting her and saying that she would never do such a thing. Eventually the public's opinion shifted yet again and everybody started battering her.
"Ugh!" she screamed at she threw her phone at the couch in front if her. "I swear if not for the fact that I need this people I would kill each and everyone of them." She huffed.
Picking her phone back up, she tweeted again.
'Oh I certainly have proof and it also breaks my heart to do this. But I will not sugarcoat the truth just because she's dead, nobody knew Jessie like I did, and that is why she spoke to me last before she killed herself.'
Beneath the tweet she pinned the recording she showed the detective. 'Let's see how they accuse me now' she thought.
Her phone vibrated and she immediately checked to see if anyone had replied to her tweet but instead it was her annoying uncle.
'Have you met with your Fiance? Don't make mistakes and woo him'.
She totally forgot about him, she would send a text for them to meet as soon as she could. Tomorrow would be good, get her mind of all this for the time being.
After she sent a text to him, she checked her social media and there was no response, not even a like or anything. She checked again to see if it was actually posted and it was. So why was everyone so quiet?
***************************************************
"Miss Jessie? It time for your medicine." Jessie turned to look at the nurse that Jason had hired to look after her when he went to work. After yesterday she didn't know what to think anymore. She walked into her room to shower and when she opened the closet to wear Jason hoodie and it was filled with clothes. And this morning by the time she woke up, he had hired an entire staff. A chef, a maid and a nurse.
"Thank you" Jessie said and she swallowed the pill.
"Would you like anything, some deserts or snacks. Joel just made the creamiest icecream I've ever tasted." She smiled.
Jessie smiled at her, "Icecream? Oh no I don't eat icecream besides I've missed one too many days of my workouts. If I want to avoid nagging from my manager and agency I need to be fit. Thanks anyway Abigail."
"You can call me Abi." Abigail said.
"Okay than Abi." Jessie smiled and the woman walked away.
She already told Jason she would be leaving today, she was too excited. Thinking of what she would tell everyone of why she was missing for a week, Tony would nag her so much. Ah all the apologising she would have to do, and all the movie schedules she had set off. But still, she was still going back to her life!
Would she be missed? Surely they will be reports of her being missing, if she knew Tony at all it was a fact that he would be running to the police station the instant he didn't she her in her house. Ugh if only that sour, bipolar man had a television in his house. Which billionaire didn't have a television in his home? She would have asked him to put in if she was staying.
And now she couldn't help feeling a sense of gratitude towards him. No matter how many times she tried to convince herself that Jason had purchased her like some rag doll. 'But during my stay apart from absolutely annoying me with his nonchalant expression and his annoying smirk he didn't ask me for anything disgusting. Or force me to do anything I didn't want to' she thought. Was she starting to like him? She shook her head, absolutely not. Of all the ways to meet a man, this was definitely not it. No way her love story would begin like this. No way.
"What do mean the investigation is closed?" Lenora asked her estranged boyfriend. Jamie looked at her with a slight scowl, he stared at the remaining reporters in front of him. "Well miss, the investigation has been relentless in efforts and we have come to a suitable and reliable conclusion." "But none of it makes sense" she said. She could hear the other reporters murmuring but she wouldn't back down. She was going to he toast when she got back to work. She stopped them from using the news she so generously provided and for what? Only to find out the police were also going to settle for that half truth. 'Why? why did I give it up?' she lamented. If she had stuck to her job rather than her feelings for Jamie she would have allowed the news air and their station would he the hottest talk right now. But no, as usual her feelings always got in the way. And what did she get in return, a firm scolding and cold shoulders. Jamie frowned at Lenora, they had this conversation already. 'Stubborn as ever, that woman' he thought. Like he didn't know already that it didn't make sense, why wouldn't she just back down and eat up the news like the other reporters present at the press conference. "Well miss?..." "Hastings" Lenora said although he already knew that. "Miss Hastings, not every crime or incident makes sense. Life doesn't always make sense but doesn't mean it isn't life. Likewise this doesn't make sense doesn't mean it isn't life." He said. "I assume those are all your questions?" he asked, the reporters. "Even so, I'm done answering anyone. Good day." he said leaving with a slight bow. By the evening the country would be chaos, and he hated to be in the middle of all that madness. *************************************************** Patricia Lee stared at the television screen with a smile on her face, Jessie Marin was finally over. Even the most powerful and influential person would never get out of a scandal like this. But she wondered why they didn't release the recording she gave them, that would definitely be the icing on the cake. This would teach her how pride comes before a fall. She picked her phone up, although the public would be going crazy right now she couldn't be so safe. 'As much as I would love to bid such a good friend goodbye and a wonderful time in heaven. I am beyond heart broken and I feel extremely betrayed. Who knew she was a killer? Oh Jessie I wish I could say I miss you but what now?' She stared at the tweet and with a smile she posted it. In less than a minute her fans were blowing up her phone, liking reposting and replying. Now the place that had always been so toxic for her and seemed to lick the bottom of Jessie's shoes praised her for her honesty. And sympathized with her for having to work for so long with such a woman. But then she started to see some tweets from Jessie's fans insulting her and saying that she would never do such a thing. Eventually the public's opinion shifted yet again and everybody started battering her. "Ugh!" she screamed at she threw her phone at the couch in front if her. "I swear if not for the fact that I need this people I would kill each and everyone of them." She huffed. Picking her phone back up, she tweeted again. 'Oh I certainly have proof and it also breaks my heart to do this. But I will not sugarcoat the truth just because she's dead, nobody knew Jessie like I did, and that is why she spoke to me last before she killed herself.' Beneath the tweet she pinned the recording she showed the detective. 'Let's see how they accuse me now' she thought. Her phone vibrated and she immediately checked to see if anyone had replied to her tweet but instead it was her annoying uncle. 'Have you met with your Fiance? Don't make mistakes and woo him'. She totally forgot about him, she would send a text for them to meet as soon as she could. Tomorrow would be good, get her mind of all this for the time being. After she sent a text to him, she checked her social media and there was no response, not even a like or anything. She checked again to see if it was actually posted and it was. So why was everyone so quiet? *************************************************** "Miss Jessie? It time for your medicine." Jessie turned to look at the nurse that Jason had hired to look after her when he went to work. After yesterday she didn't know what to think anymore. She walked into her room to shower and when she opened the closet to wear Jason hoodie and it was filled with clothes. And this morning by the time she woke up, he had hired an entire staff. A chef, a maid and a nurse. "Thank you" Jessie said and she swallowed the pill. "Would you like anything, some deserts or snacks. Joel just made the creamiest icecream I've ever tasted." She smiled. Jessie smiled at her, "Icecream? Oh no I don't eat icecream besides I've missed one too many days of my workouts. If I want to avoid nagging from my manager and agency I need to be fit. Thanks anyway Abigail." "You can call me Abi." Abigail said. "Okay than Abi." Jessie smiled and the woman walked away. She already told Jason she would be leaving today, she was too excited. Thinking of what she would tell everyone of why she was missing for a week, Tony would nag her so much. Ah all the apologising she would have to do, and all the movie schedules she had set off. But still, she was still going back to her life! Would she be missed? Surely they will be reports of her being missing, if she knew Tony at all it was a fact that he would be running to the police station the instant he didn't she her in her house. Ugh if only that sour, bipolar man had a television in his house. Which billionaire didn't have a television in his home? She would have asked him to put in if she was staying. And now she couldn't help feeling a sense of gratitude towards him. No matter how many times she tried to convince herself that Jason had purchased her like some rag doll. 'But during my stay apart from absolutely annoying me with his nonchalant expression and his annoying smirk he didn't ask me for anything disgusting. Or force me to do anything I didn't want to' she thought. Was she starting to like him? She shook her head, absolutely not. Of all the ways to meet a man, this was definitely not it. No way her love story would begin like this. No way.
