Daddy’s Hot Sauce

Anders

I’m on my way to my penthouse and feel relief as Doctor Rupert gave an assurance that everything was under control. They said that he is just having a panic attack, that’s why he is having a hard time breathing.

It was past seven o’clock when I left him at the hospital. The doctor told me to rest and they would just call me if he wakes up. They’re right, when I looked at the mirror I saw tiredness on my face and suddenly I remember that I haven’t had a good sleep for a couple of days so I asked the doctor to give me some pills to have a better sleep at night.

Thank goodness he is safe now, I hope he can recover quickly.

I suddenly whisper to myself then, I am now walking in the hallways here at the Hospital when I suddenly remember that woman I was with a couple of times, and shit! I even forgot her name.

“What was her name again?”

I massage my temples as it is quite hard to remember, while I am walking, someone bumps me by accident causing me to drop all the papers that I am holding.

“Shit! You should watch where you were going,” I said while collecting all the papers that fell on the floor and suddenly a small black envelope was now in front of me.

I took it and was about to return it to the person whom I bump into, but when I lifted my sight, that person was gone as if it was just like a ghost. My eyes are full of astonishment as I am looking at the envelope.

“It’s some kind of invitation,” I said while staring at it, then I stood up and put it inside the folder I was holding.

I lightly shake my head as people are looking at me, and I even hear whispers from them. So, I walk straight to the parking lot and shut the door of my sports car. I heave out a sigh and put the folder on the passenger seat and start up the engine of my car.

But, before I even leave the place, my phone suddenly ring and with that I stop and answer the call.

“Hello?”

No one is answering on the other line and I can only hear some scratches from the background. I am thinking that it’s some kind of prank call from a friend or someone who I don’t know.

I press the red button of my phone and I am thinking of calling my assistant to change my number. But before I can do it, my phone rings once again with the same number that called me a while ago.

“Whoever you are, go to hell!”

When I was about to put down the phone, a voice suddenly caught my attention.

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I hear a deep kind of voice that obviously uses a voice editor to make it sound like that. I shook my head and it’s kind of embarrassing to have this conversation with some useless people.

“I’m listening,”

I simply replied to the caller and waited for more words from him and while waiting I am now holding my other phone and trying to call my assistant.

“We already know your secret.”

The moment I hear those words from the caller makes my brows furrow. But, I still need to calm down so they won’t notice that I am pissed off by them.

“Okay” I said.

I hear the man laugh on the other line and say. “I know you are at the hospital and I even know who is in room 503, and right now don’t you even try to call for help not even at the police or my men will kill that person in room 503.”

At this moment they are not funny anymore and the man gets on my nerves. I look around as I know they are just around here at the parking lot. They are just watching me, but I have no idea where they are.

“Don’t you even try to get near at room 503 or you’ll be in jail by tomorrow,”

Then, a sound of beep can be heard from the other line and that makes me feel annoyed by the caller. I switch the window of my car into a tinted one so no one can notice that I am calling my assistant for help.

“Dave! Trace this number now, I want to know the exact location and the names, understood?”

My fist is trembling in madness as the caller is trying to manipulate me by threatening me with that. HE’s pathetic whoever he was, he can’t do this to me. I’m Anders Winston, a billionaire that can get whatever I want.

I sped up my car and did not mind the other cars that were on my way. I want to be in my apartment as I left her without any note.

“Fuck!”

Then, I hit the steering wheel of my car while I was at the red light on the road. I cannot believe that someone is trying to blackmail me with the information that I have been keeping for more than a couple of years.

“Emily”

I suddenly whispered her name out of nothing and that made my instinct to fasten up my seatbelt and speed up my car.

After a while, I arrive at the building where my penthouse is and walk faster to the elevator that was made for me, and as the elevator opens the door I swiftly step inside and wait for a couple of seconds before I hear it ding and open once again.

What brings me here as early as this hour is Emily, but I could not even believe my eyes as I lifted my sight to the woman in front of me. I slowly step outside the elevator and throw the keys in the bowl beside the coat stand.

“Why are you here?”

I furrow my brows to the woman in front of me who has a sweet smile on her face.