Chapter Seven of Ruthless✨
Inside the Brown's family mansion, a lot is happening.

Tacha agreed the Brown's mansion was one of the most beautiful houses she had ever seen. It was huge, but filled with empty rooms. The sitting room was decorated in Gold. From the dinning table to the chairs that surrounded it. The imported chairs that looked more valuable and carefully taken care of more than some persons' lives. Tacha thought a room adorned with these works of art was the most beautiful thing ever, except from the fact that, these things had developed fear into her and her other colleagues. They must not break anytime she touched them. They must not fall anytime she held them. They must never be dusty or dirty even if cleaned ten thousand times a day. They must be in their right positions every time. The worst part was, they should never be stolen or suddenly disappeared.

'Tacha please let's see. There is something I need to tell you. Where are you? Kenny told me you only come home weekends.'

Tacha read just another message from Ricko after she came out of Kate's room. Ricko had been calling and calling her. He had sent Tacha messages on Whatsapp, Instagram, even on Facebook which she rarely visited. None of it did Tacha respond to. Like,are cheaters always like this? Still showing up like a loving boyfriend after fucking behind your back. She wasn't going to give Ricko room to talk to her about breakup at all. She knew he wanted to do it with her physically and embarrass her. Make her cry and go about yelling, begging him to take her back. She wouldn't allow that. Now that she knew he was over her and was screwing her own closest cousin, she was done. Best of luck to them. Tacha did what she should have done for almost three weeks. She blocked Ricko. She promised to do the rest on her social accounts later.

They were setting the table for dinner. It had been three days inside the Brown's family mansion. Tacha who thought there wasn't going to be much work realised she was wrong. They barely rest. Everyday, they cleaned the whole house. From mopping all the tiles in each room, to cleaning the windows, dusting the chairs,washing the bathtub, the toilets and bathrooms, cleaning all doors and every other things that needed to be done. Every day, they had to do them. Giving excuses like, they could have visitors, or anyone around, so empty rooms needed to be cleaned always too.

Fola who knew the seat which belonged to everyone in the family instructed Mary and Tacha again. It had been three days that Fola kept repeating the same thing over and over again. Fola placed a golden fish plate on the part of the table where the tallest chair made with Gold was. "Here is Mr Brown's seat. Here is Mr Brown's plate. Always wrap his spoon with a serviette paper before putting it inside the tray. Place two extra serviette paper inside the tray and make sure his plate is facing down." Fola said, doing just that as she moved to the next chair.

Tacha had watched this repeated itself for three days. Halima came beside Fola with a food trolley that had a ice cube container bucket, silicone ice cube containers, can malt, fruit wine, and some fruits, with a stainless stand. Fola continued again. "This is Mrs Brown's seat. Mrs Brown doesn't joke with her drinks while eating. She either go for a can malt, fruit wine, or table water," Fola said. Tacha watched her reach for the ice cube bucket, placing it on the stainless stand. She removed all the ice cubes reaching half of the bucket. Then put the fruit wine, the can malt, and table water. "The rest always take table water which doesn't have to be very cold." Fola moved again and set the rest of the plates.

"Remember, whether the kids are around or not, you set their plates. They sometimes come unannounced." Fola added as she was finally done. She turned to Tacha and Mary with a smile despite how tired she looked. Her gap tooth showing how beautiful her smile was. "Shake it off, you both look like you would last a year."

"Ehnnn!" Mary was the one who shouted and the rest of them laughed.

'A year what?' Tacha rejected it immediately.

She would never live with these people for a year. She had seen their pictures, but yet to meet them, and sincerely, she was scared to death.

"Anyways," Fola interrupted Tacha's thoughts. "Mr Brown and Madam will be back tonight. Not sure if the kids will be visiting. Most times, they come over just to eat and leave like I said earlier. Unannounced. Only Kate stays around, and the twins whenever they are back home. So, remember to smell nice or take a quick shower. They should be back anytime so--"

"Get inside my friend!"

All eyes turned to the main entrance. It was Mr. Brown. Tacha thought he looked different than the man in suit Google brought for her, and the family portrait. Mr Brown was tall. The picture didn't really do justice to his height. He was as tall as Nathan, and built. He was dressed in casual. A white sneakers, blue jean, and a white round neck that fitted his body. He had cool grey beard,with moustache that made him look hot and handsome with no effort whatsoever. 'All these rich old men'  Tacha shook her head. His hair were mixture of black and grey, and were full and short. He was using a square glasses which was snatched away by his own hands

"Look here young man. I will not have you tarnish my name! I am a billionaire who can buy the whole of your family with chicken change. But who the hell are you young man?" His voice filled the whole quiet room as he yelled, controlling his voice by bringing it down a little. "If you don't know who you are young man," he said, anger emitting from the low tone he switched to. "You are a fucking nobody. You of all people. A drop out like you I decided to make my driver. I hire graduates before you incase you don't know. Don't think you can tweet rubbish about me, make a video in my house and tell people how I should run my home. Never you do that again! Never will I take that shit from any of you!" Mr Brown leaned closer, intimidating the guy before he loosened the black belt around his trouser.

Then he turned around. "Anyone who is not okay with the way I run my house should leave! Which job pays you what I pay you poor stinking workers? With my money you are living fine and you think you can bring me down. I will wait for your next trial, but I will warn you all again. If anyone of you think you can put me out there, I will make sure you and your family rot in prison! Listen all carefully." He turned around. "You will know what's call power!" Mr. Brown yelled. Then suddenly, he hit the guy's head. So hard. With the iron buckle attached to his belt.

Tacha gasped, her hands flying to her mouth.

She watched Mr. Brown gripped the belt even more tighter as the iron buckle landed on the guy's face. His veins popping out as he hit the guy's head over and over again till his head and face were covered with blood. Tacha stared at Fola and Halima, unable to hide her fear. Fola saw Tacha's face, her eyes filled with pain and fear. Fola reached for her hand and squeezed it. She wished she could tell Tacha everything was fine apart from the anger issue that scared them off all the time. This was the type of family they served and wouldn't dare say a word about. Fola couldn't say a word because it was dangerous at the moment so she squeezed Tacha's hand harder.

"Mummy K!" Mr. Brown yelled, his voice cold, extremely annoyed. "Pay him and get me a new driver." He turned his gaze at the guy in tears already. "Now get the hell out my house since you can find a job that pays you three hundred thousand naira as a driver." Then he turned away, walking towards the stairs.

"Welcome sir." Fola, Tacha and the rest chorused with their heads bowed.

"Silly boy. Thank your God Daddy is not angry today, if not..."

Tacha raised her head at the comment, and there was Mrs. Brown approaching them.

"Welcome ma." The four of them bowed.

Tacha thought one of the twins looked like Mrs. Brown more. She wasn't much of a beauty, but much of a fashionista. Her neck were filled with gold necklaces. Her two wrists with same kind of the one she had on her neck and more different ones. She was in a long A shape gown that seemed to be sweeping the tiles behind her. She walked past them to the dining and said nothing. She drew out her chair and sat. "Fola come here."

"Yes ma."

Tacha watched Fola quickly brought out a small perfume and sprayed on her body. What! Tacha thought these ones were always ready to avoid troubles. Tacha loved the smell. It smelled really really nice to her. Better than what she called body spray. 

"Why smell so horrible Fola?" Mrs Brown said instead, shocking Tacha the most. Why horrible? When she thought Fola smelled beautifully well.

Still looking into her phone. Mrs Brown said, sounding irritated. "Move back from me please." She turned her gaze away from her phone to Fola. "I told you to stop using cheap body spray. Where does your one hundred and fifty thousand naira goes to that you can't afford a good spray for crying out loud. Why do you people just like embarrassing me. What if I have guests Fola." Mrs Brown bragged. Then hissed, rolling her eyes at the quiet Fola irritated before returning her gaze back to her phone. "My boy is coming home today."

Tacha's head spun to Mrs. Brown's direction in a second.

It can't be, because...or could it be...

Nathan, the mummy's boy.

'Jesus! Nathan is coming home this night. Oh my God, surprise me please. Let it not be true.'

Tacha prayed, but then she thought...Nathan wasn't her only boy. Anthony was there too."

"Emm...Fola wait. Don't forget to prepare Nathan's room too."

Don't forget to prepare Nathan's room too.

Don't forget to prepare Nathan's room too.

Don't forget to prepare Nathan's room too.

The words kept repeating itself till it sank into Tacha's memory for good.

Nathan was coming.

Nathan was really coming.

Tacha placed her hand on her chest to normalize her breathing. Another trouble knocking for her. She had to do anything she can to stop him from noticing her. She really had to.

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