Married to my nemesis-Chapter 183: Report

"These are the reports," Mike stated as he took his seat on the chair opposite Vixen’s desk while he let his brother scan through the files that was presented to him.

"This hacker, this person is really a mysterious person," Mike commented.

"Well have you been able to draw out information about the body?"

"Eventually I did, the guy was severely murdered, he was a warning."

"What about the paper, any sign of contact with it?"

"They were unable to identify any blueprint on the script, it seemed it was printed out with careful use and then delivered just to make sure it gets delivered to it’s receiver."

"Ahh," Vixen growled in pain as he reached out for his head feeling a disturbing ache, his action attracted Mike’s concern.

"Big bro, are you sure that you can do this? Leave it to me I could handle the job."

"There’s no need, is just that I need a little rest, I’ve been unable to sleep since all this." He groaned as he massaged his forehead.

" What about the company’s workers, as anyone confirmed the hacker? "

" No big bro, but on the bright side, the individual stopped for some uncertain reasons, our tech guys said that he was unable to collect any information but what i can’t help but think about is why would an individual try to leak out information? "

" That’s the same thing I’m worried about, this individual might not have been able to do the job necessary but I feel there must be something else about this. Admin, we have like a thousand workers who could get this guy but according to them, this person was on another level, they were unable to secure the system. "

" That’s it bro, and for the individual not to be tracked, there must be something about the technology this person is using, it must have been advanced. "

" That’s why I got them working the whole day to find this individual, I want the person to be tracked before noon."

" Because of that are you also taking your sleep away. "

" Don’t worry, I’ll be okay, " Vixen said as he stood up from his seat walking towards the side of the room, he placed his hand on the wall and then it automatically scanned his hand opening the wall like a gate revealing a cafeteria area.

Vixen walked up to the food storage ground taking out some food to eat and then he retrieved a pill from the counter.

It was pill prescribed by his doctor since he needed to relax for the meanwhile.

He walked back to his seat and then pressed on the remote which locked his office door.

" What about Arthur? I haven’t seen him for a long time. " Mike questioned as he watched his brother begin to dig into his meal.

" You can meet him if you want to, " he said after finishing the scoop in his mouth.

" Okay, I miss that champ already. Oh yeah, I heard Abi is no longer is at the house, did any of you guys breach the contract? "

Vixen stopped at the moment and then raised his head to give him a stern look having the spoon close to his lips.

Just as Mike sighted his brother’s targeting gaze, he thought he must have hit a sensitive side of Vixen.

The two never got along maybe then he was angry by his words.

" Okay then I’m not going to take about her—"

" That’s not what happened, the contract was breach, it’s on hold, she went to visit her father at the countryside, he’s sick and so I thought she should go. "

" What about Arthur? Did he complain? "

" Do you really think I’ll let that boy know? He’s grown so close to her it will be difficult explaining the situation to him. "

Mike chuckled gaining a grimace from Vixen.

" It must be tough parenting, right? "

Vixen chuckled and then he continued to eat his meal.

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At the backseat of the car, Abigail was driven to her father’s mansion, at the sight of the huge mansion, she turned to the side of the window feeling relief to see the sight of her family house once again.

It had taken long and now, she was back home.

Adjusting her shades, the door was opened for her a butler addressing her with a curtsey, he bowed a bit.

"Welcome back to the house, Your Royal Majesty Abigail, " he greeted placing a dull smile on Abigail’s face.

Her hand stretched to the side taking the hand of the butler so she could step up the stairs towards the entrance of the house.

It has been tradition of the family, as she came close, the large cream doors of the house was opened revealing a magnificent interior design of the house.

From the showcase of the chandelier was at an enormous view, centered at the entrance of the house, the sparkling grounds of the house confirmed it was administered by a thousand workers.

The sides of the entrance of the house was polished with paintings of ancestral lords.

Magnifying it’s welcome, Abi was lead to the courtyard of the house, a big space manageable to contain at least three hundred individuals in space.

Cozy and worth a serene atmosphere, Abi heaved a deep breath clicking the sole of her heels towards the seat that had a man on.

His gaze was not divided staring at the garden of the mansion, he watched through the ceiling to floor window.

"How are you father?" Abi questioned as she pay her hand on the head on the chair making him raise his head applying a smile at joy seeing his daughter.

Since he couldn’t stand from the wheelchair, she placed her hand on the shoulder of the chair so she could crotch but maintaining her balance so she wouldn’t hit the button that controlled the movement of the wheelchair.

"You’re back," he said in a delight as she nodded.

"Yeah father, I had to come back for you, I missed you a lot," she said as she took his hand and then carefully raised his hand to kiss the back of his hand then she relaxed his hand on her cheek.

"I felt so bothered thinking of your presence day after day."

"I know that you would, how can my daughter move so far away from her father?"

She chuckled.

"I heard you came yesterday, the league, I was informed about the meeting."

"I know about that— " she said as she stood so she could take a seat on the chair opposite his.

She crossed her legs gently turning to the back to sight the garden her father’s eyes was attracted to.

It had grown into a blossoming feature.

"You do miss going there don’t you?" She questioned and then she turned to him, he had a sad look.

"Don’t worry father, soon or later you’ll be back on your feet and you’ll be back to where you’ve always wanted to be, between the field, you’ll be able to perceive the alluring perfume of those flowers up close."

"Now this is why I miss you," Abi chuckled as she lowered her head feeling a bit bashful.

"I’m just saying," she replied.

For the next moment there was silence, there was a lot to speak about apart from the family matters but then her father thought it was right if he pushed the topic that related to the business.

If the case had to do with business then he might end up sending his daughter away, after all it has been a long time since she’s come to the house.

"So Abi, your mates had a reunion party and you weren’t present— I feel so sad that you had to take up the position of another was supposed to take. "

" What are you saying Father? Though I love parties why are you feeling guilty about the reunion parties, here’s the father who blames me for being a party girl and now, you’re shifting you sides. "

Her father chuckled.

" Besides Father, could I ask you something? "

" What’s that? "

" I don’t mean to question you all of a sudden but I haven’t seen mum since, where is she? "

" You just came dear and you’re asking of me like I’ve disappeared —" just as Abi heard another voice, her gaze raised from her father’s direction just to see a woman who looked like she was in her fifties.

She had a Maxi dress, with careful compliment, she could be mistaken to be her sister instead.

A playful smile formed on her face as she walked closer to them.

Abi stood from her seat, just when she was close so she could hug her.

" Oh how I miss you, " her mother said in a relief tone and then she pulled back to see her daughter’s countenance scrutinizing her just to see if she wasn’t treated well.

" Oh my dear, did you have a lot there? Your cheeks are already puffy? "

" Really, Mum? Oh my god, how could I forget that my mother is one of the best designers and dietician in this world, I had forgotten that she will want me to look healthy, am I that fat? "

" Shh!! " her mother stopped her placing her finger in her lips so she could stop her.

She had forgotten her mother hated the word "fat".

She couldn’t help but chuckle.