N E X T morning, the snow had yet to stop. It was still falling. The skies were still grey. Much like Angelica's feelings. Apparently her family had reached home after driving for all night. Served them right. After all the suffering they had caused her, it was okay if they spent the whole night on the streets. That is where they belonged anyways. Out in the cold, with nothing but each others support.

Feeling pity for their driver, they gave him a day off. It did not feel right to have him come in for the day, after he had driven her family around all night.

Today, she would put her second part of the plan into motion. This was more or less something she was doing for Alexander. He had decided to take a back seat when it came to hsi revenge. Deciding that Angelica should deal with them first, before he steps in.

"Angel?" He called out.
Angelica hummed, focusing on applying mascara without having it rub off on her eyelids.
"Do you want me to accompany you to the meeting?" Alexander inquired.
Sitting next to her on the large bench placed infront of her vanity.
"No Xander. I want to see the look on their faces when I step in!" She kissed his cheek.
Rubbing the red ruby shaded lipstick on his cheeks.

Angelica, was dressed in a black jumpsuit. With a plunging neckline. It came with a bulky self-belt. And the silver detailing added an industrial look. Styling her hair in soft waves, she wore a delicate diamond choker. Making her seem worth a million bucks - which she was - and a smile that showed off her perfectly pearly white set of teeth.

Alexander smiled at her. Kissing her cheeks and using a bit of her micellar water to rub off the lipstick. Had he used his hands to remove it, he knew, he would not hear the end of it. With Angelica roasting him for giving his skin more reason to form wrinkles before time.

Angelica was dropped off at the investment company her father owned by Alexander. He kissed her goodluck. Smirking internally. He wished he could have seen the look on their faces.

Angelica stepped out of the car, taking confident steps into the large building. Her body, radiating power. The diamonds she was wearing, glimmering under the light of the chandeliers placed in the entrance.

She made her way to one of the elevators. Clicking the button for floor thirty. Security guards rushed at her. As she had invaded the space, and had walked past the reception. Entering the lift without even getting a visitor card.

They were too slow though. For as soon as they reached the elevator, the doors closed. Giving them a glimpse of the angelic ladies smirk as she waved them off.

Fools. All of them were fools. Loyal to their boss. Who had a streak of being no-one's. Except for being only for himself. And now, that they were all at her mercy, they would have to beg for being treated with kindness.

Her knocking interuppted the most important share holder meeting. Inside,   Arnold Roosevelt, deprived of sleep, sat with his wife and their sons. Discussing how to get out of the sticky situation. They needed a huge investment. But with Alexander Reed not giving them the slightest of his attention, all other big companies avoided them too. And their large ego did not allow them to consult with small enterprises.

"Who is it?" Karen shrieked.
She was not feeling like herself. And the small amount of time that she had to get dressed, let the world have a peak at her greying hair and wrinkled skin, that was always hid under a layer of makeup.
"Its me mother dearest!" She entered the room.

Carrying with herself an aura of an empress. Suppressing everybody else. The cocky smile on her face and the casual behaviour with which she sat herself down on one of the leather seats. Amazed the other share holders.

"What is this behaviour Angelica? This is a meeting!" Riley shouted at his sister.
Showing off their power, which was but a facade. Acting high and mighty, as if Angelica had done wrong to step on their turf.

"Tch. Tch. Tch. Oh my dear brother. Why I am here to attend the meeting ofcourse!" She waved him off.

She was expecting such a reaction from her family. Her insides squealing at seeing their pale faces.

"Its a shareholders meeting. And quite frankly, you own none!" This time it was the elder of the two dum dum's, Steve, who decided to interfere.

Shrugging their words off, Angelica flung a file in his direction. It was a thin file encased in a green folder. A small smile gracing her perfectly sculpted face.

"What is this?" Arnold stood up, ripping the file out of his sons hands.
"How do you! No it can not be!" Arnold sat in his chair.
His face turning paler by the second.

"But why? It is as true as it can get. Dear father, over the years, I have bought out shares from under your nose. Having some of the highest and lowest share holders sell them to me. And last week, when you sold some five percent from your own quota, I bought it all. Hence why, I own fifty-three percent. Making me the highest authority. And giving me the power to make all decisions!" Angelica spoke.

Her words indicated the mental strength she had developed. And the schemes that she had prepared to deal with them. Karen felt herself shudder. This meant, that the child that she had ignored, was now her boss. But how could she ever accept this?

"You are lying!" Karen sneered.
Anticipating such a reaction, Angelica only shrugged. Turning her attention to the other board members.
"Sell me your shares!" She commanded.
Taking out a chequebook from her bag. The members, already in a hurry to get off this sinking ship, happily complied. Making Angelica the strongest person. Giving her the right to make decisions.

Having dealt with her family, Angelica decided to walk to her own set up. Thankfully, the snow fall this morning had been only for a few hours. And had stopped by now. And with the authorities showing efficiency, the streets had also been cleared.

Angelica walked in her office, to see that the renovation of the ground floor was still in progress, whilst the first floor was almost done.

Alexander's team had definitely done justice. With her table next to a large window. And the walls painted jade green. A large rotating chair and little trinkets covering the area, Angelica felt ecstatic to get her work done.

Thankfully, Alexander had already had an Apple PC set up. So that she could get started on her work. Going through the plans for their next product, a matte lipstick range, Angelica read through the ingredient list her HQ had sent over.

Her fingers gripped the mouse tightly as an important e-mail came through. It was the private investigator she had hired. Apparently, he had found some ground breaking proof of Jacob being a paedophile and had infact gotten in touch with a few of his victims. And they were very much ready to testify against him in court.

Her lips pouted as she intently looked through her desktops files. Looking for the one that had all her security camera footage. Finally location it, she opened up the folder. Her fingers hovering over a particular clip.

Hitting play, she let it run. Satisfied, she cropped it short. And to the point. Sending it to herself. Jacob was being dealt with. Now, it was time to take down her second abuser. A woman, who had tortured her emotionally and mentally.

Picking up her phone, Angelica's fingers swiftly ran along the keyboard. Hitting Alexander with a text.

"Want to attend a basketball game in Los Angeles next week?" Her text read.
An almost immediate affirmation followed from the other side.

Angelica laughed. Booking the tickets and their hotel room.

It was time to deal with Melissa Ralph Grey. Her elder sister.