WHAT BILLIONAIRES TASTE LIKE

Opula smiled inwardly at the trick she pulled some hours ago; throwing up falsely and making Ziu believe she was pregnant. That was what she wanted to achieve. That was part of her plan. And inwardly she gave herself thumb up for making Ziu believe she was pregnant. With the tons of her plans being outlined, and successfully executed, she and Ruby might be on their path to greater wealth and affluence. But would she succeed? Would she fight off his charms. She had never been spoilt by a billionaire the same way, Ziu was spoiling her and she prayed to finish strong, and return to the arms of Ruby. She had never failed in her life neither had she given up on any task but as for this, she hoped to achieve it.

Did she achieve it?

At the hospital she lay in bed as her eyes became watery, her face pale and lips paused in shock as she awaited the result from the doctor who had come to have samples of various type from her for what seemed to be the hundredth time now. As for pregnancy she was pregnant but only for Ruby, even before coming down to Kowloon to bring her revenge on Ziu.

But she was going to make Ziu believe he was responsible for the pregnancy and to do that she would need the doctor to patch up her loopholes by any means she could; loopholes like paternity of the baby.

By now her pregnancy was supposed to be three weeks old, and she just knew Ziu one week ago. And if she didn’t play her plan well she would lose it all.

Just then the doctor walked in, handling a file and a fragile look on his face as though to question Opula over certain mysteries and what she wasn’t telling him.

“How are you ma’am?” the chubby, bald head, doctor asked, once he appeared beside her.

She squeezed her lips, swallowed hard, expecting the obvious statement from him; you are three weeks pregnant and paternity test doesn’t match. But she would have to restrain and have him say what was on his mind, possibly it might sound nicer on his lips.

“Um, ma’am,” he said and breathed hard with a thoughtful glare at her worrisome look. “I don’t know how this would get to you, but I just want you to understand we get to see such cases…”

‘Can you please go straight to the point and save the granny the rock and roll dance. What is it?” she inquired, sitting up

“The paternity test shows that Ziu Lee is not the father of the child,” the doctor said, pulling up a frown once he thought that Opula was feeling hurt already.

But he was disappointed.

She was all smiles, “I know,” she was still all smiles as the doctor scowled at her “But I don’t want him to know of it. In fact put it to him that the paternity test matches with his.”

The doctor shook his head in disapproval, “I can’t do that, ma’am. It is against my ethics as a medical doctor …”

He was interrupted, “Keep shut Doctor Chow,” she beamed, shooting her flaming eyes at him.

The doctor almost flinched away from her, really surprised that she even knew his name without any introduction.

“Two years ago in Beijing, at Oprah Tiu Maternity, where you indulged in child trafficking, remember. When you fucked the female patients under your care and sold their babies was it against your ethics, uh answer me?”

The doctor was stunned that Opula knew his past iniquity. He couldn’t feel his body any more as his hands and limbs trembled before his beholder.

How did you get to know about all this?” his voice shivered.

“Keep shut you swine,” she cursed, “Now you listen up, asshole, it is my world against yours now. Very soon Ziu Lee will come for the results, I swear on my life if you tell him anything other than my wish, I will reveal to the Chinese government of your secret, evil record, make sure they have your license seized and your dirty ass confiscated,” she threatened through gritted teeth.

The doctor stared around to see if anyone was lurking by the corner to overhear them. He wished the floor could open for him to fall therein.

“What would you have me do ma’am?” Doctor Chow demanded tuning down his voice and taking off his glasses that stood on his sweating nose.

“Good,” she groaned, “I want Ziu to walk up to me smiling and jubilating over the news of being a father and that I am one week pregnant,” she demanded rolled her eyes at him and then a long hiss. “I don’t love mistakes. If you flop this I will suck the living day light form your career.”

“Consider it done, ma’am,” Doctor Chow affirmed in a voice that revealed hurt and agony. He wished he could cry and nurse himself at the same time.

About turning to take his peaceful leave Opula added, “Doctor Chow, don’t play smart with Opula,” she said and raised her phone to him, “Recorded,” she added.

Doctor Chow walked through the door disappointed and pained.

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Opula lay in bed, staring into the ceiling rehearsing her plans when Ziu barged in like thunder.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Guess what baby! He shouted at the top of his voice that grunted like a thousand lions put together, “I am a father! You are one week pregnant for me! Ziu is a father!” he shouted radically and pounced upon Opula with a hug common among children whose parents had been away for a long time. “Oh my God! I am fulfilled! I have it all now; money; influence; fame family! Come on baby we are complete you just completed me.

Opula who had been all smiles didn’t see it coming;

Immediately Ziu went down on his knees, stuck out a diamond ring to her, “Marry me, please don’t say no…”

What should I say now? She thought…