All Eyes on Mr. Arthur Bailey 2
At The Government Hospital – Zoey's Ward
Mr. Arthur Bailey and his wife were the only visitor to Zoey's ward. The husband had not informed anyone that his wife was in the hospital. When they arrived, Mrs. Zoey Bailey was a bit revived. The drip that the nurse administered on her rehydrated her body and boosted her energy. She was happy to see the visitors, whom she thought were mere brother and sister-in-law.
“Good to see you. I am sorry that I failed you, Nichole.”
“Oh! Zoey, you don't have to see that way. It was not your fault. We brought this for you. We wish to see you on your feet, very soon.”
“Oh! Thank you very much. I appreciate your gift. I can't wait to be on my feet.”
“Thank you for coming, and thank you for the gift.”
Mr. Oscar Bailey appreciated as he collected the flower from his wife and kept it neatly beside her bed.
“We will be on our way. You need to rest.”
Mr. Bailey announced as he stood up from his seat.
“This is your purse, Zoey. You left it in my car.”
“Oh. I have not thought of it. Thank you, Nichole.”
“It is all right, Arthur. Thank you for your efforts.”
Mr. Oscar Bailey said as Mr. Arthur Bailey and his wife appreciated too.
“Thank you for coming.”
“Get well soon. Bye.”
Mr. Arthur Bailey and his wife walked back to the car park and got into their jalopy and drove to the Administrative Block where Nichole's office was located, and he parked at the vestibule. He gave her an affectionate look before he asked.
“What time is your team getting off work?”
“My team will get off by noon.”
“It is all right. See you later. I will pick you up at lunch.”
“That will be fine. See you then.”
(Peck)
To Mrs. Nichole Bailey's consternation, she got off the car and her husband drove off, only for her to see five of her colleagues clustered at the vestibule waiting to see who would come down from the bucket of bolts. Then, they burst into a raucous laughter when Nichole got off. The janitor, who assisted her the previous day, was startled too due to their uncivilized behavior. That act rendered Mrs. Nichole Bailey motionless.
“Not just an ugly duckling, he also rides a rust bucket.”
Lorene said to Evelyn Whyte and the team members who missed the opportunity of seeing her husband the previous day also mocked.
“No wonder they hurriedly left yesterday.”
“Today, we had uncovered her secret. Ugly duckling who rides a bucket of bolts.”
Nichole giggled and spoke their languages.
“I am proud of my ugly duckling with his jalopy. At least, hawks and husband poachers will stay away from him.”
Before that day, Mrs. Nichole Bailey could not have exercise such boldness, and they wondered where she got the confidence.
Now, they were ashamed and annoyed because of her statement. They returned to their offices with their tails between their legs because they were guilty of all what Nichole accused them of – including Evelyn Whyte, the married woman in their midst. Afterwards, Nichole walked to her office with a sense of smug superiority.
At The Underground.
The facinorous infamous lover of Mrs. Nichole Bailey, Mr. Stephen Bailey was still expecting calls from the wolves or news from the authority through the media, but he got none. He became restless at that minute, he recalled that when the government is being pensive over issues like that, be rest assured that they are up to something expensive. He waved the thought aside when he remembered how skillful the wolves are. Then his partner asked.
“The government is not saying anything about the arrest again. What do we do?”
“Nothing. The wolves had taken care of it, and they would soon get over to me. We will return to my house on Friday when the storm is calm. I have missed my woman.”
“It is all right, boss.”
“Since that fool is not dead, we will go to the court on Thursday incognito to see whether the marriage ceremony between him and his late brother's wife would take place.”
Mr. Stephen Bailey was only playing along with his partner, who did not know that he was only going to see whether Mr. Arthur Bailey really intended to marry the woman he was interested in and had in his custody.
“Yes. I was sure of my source. We may even lunch an attack on him when he would be carried away.”
His partner's ominous advice suited the cotton headed ninny muggins, and he accepted.
“You have a point. It does not matter how he dies, I can't wait to see Denise without a father figure.”
Concluded Mr. Stephen Bailey as he looked down on his nose at Mr. Arthur Bailey, who had never thought of the plans he was incubating for him.
At The Bailey International Conglomerates Headquarters
Mr. Arthur Bailey got to the office after he left his wife very distressed because of the embarrassment he got from the other road users because of his bucket of bolts. To his dismay, there were two cars at the entry gate causing obstruction and the security guard was attending to them. So, he decided to drive in through the exit gate.
“How may I help you this morning, ma'am?”
The lady smiled and gave a glib answer.
“Thank you security. I am with Arthur Bailey. I missed him at the traffic, so he drove in before me. Open the gate, please.”
The security guard would have believed her, if not for the two factors that militated against her. Mr. Arthur Bailey had not driven in, and he did not have the habit of receiving friends and relations at the office, at least, not so early in the morning.
“Sorry, ma'am. Can you leave, please? Mr. Arthur Bailey had not resumed for today. You can leave immediately, please.”
'Oh! I have goofed up.'
She mumbled to herself. Then, as the security guard was about to attend to the second vehicle, a jalopy drove to the exit gate, and it captured the attention of the guests at the entry gate. Before the security guard at the exit gate could open the gate for Mr. Arthur Bailey, the loudmouthed uninvited women began to abuse.
“How can you ignore your guests for that clunker that is not roadworthy?
Mr. Arthur Bailey had heard those words several times that morning. He ignored them and drove in when the security guard opened the gate for him.
Now, the berated security guard could not help laugh when he saw the ancient car his boss came with and that angered the three female visitors who did know that their missions were the same. Then, one of them flared up and said.
“You dare laugh at me? Be ready to lose your job.”
To their disdain, the security guard dismissed them with one sentence.
“Please leave, this is not the visiting hour.”
They could not believe that a security guard can wield such authority. Anyway, one of the women left while the other two hung around to wait for the time he would drive in.
At The Government Hospital.
After Nichole's humiliating statement that kept her listeners where they belonged, her haters withdrew to their offices and concentrated on their work. She concentrated on her work too with the attitude of the devil may care. Coincidentally, their paths never crossed again that day. When she was a bit free, she set out to stroll to her superior's office. Then, she stumbled on Evelyn Whyte whom she looked at in an indifferent manner and walked on to her destination.
“A good morning to you, Mr. Caesar.”
She greeted joyously when she walked into his office.
“Good morning, Mrs. Bailey. Please take your seat.”
“Thank you.”
“What brings you.”
She smiled and made her request for part of her leave known to him.
“How many days are we looking at?”
“I would like to have five working days.”
“It is all right. I will give you feedback before the end of today.”
“It is all right.”
“Thank you, Mr. Caesar. I will be on my way, please.”
“You are welcome.”
At The Bailey International Conglomerates
Mr. Arthur Bailey sent for Denise when he got to work. When he arrived, he gave him a breakdown of all that took place between Monday morning and Tuesday evening. Denise, who was bewildered with the information his father just revealed to him, reaffirmed.
“I knew he is a black sheep of the Bailey” family. He will not go scot-free for even conceiving the idea.”
“I agree with you this time. We will speak his language. Reporting him to the police is just to set up an alibi.”
“That is all right. So, how is Aunty Zoey doing?"
“She was doing well when we visited her this morning.”
“That is good. I have to leave if you are through with me. I was working on something when you called.”
“It is all right. My regards to your wife.”
“OK, father. See you later.”
After, Denise left, he picked his phone to call on the police officers to find out their next line of action. Then he got a message alert.
(Ding)
He hurriedly punched on the message and read through.
(Hello, my hero. The only man I love and wished to give my body to every day of my life. I have discussed the leave with my superior, he promised to get back to me. Have a pleasant day. Your sweetheart, Nichole.)
Now, Mr. Arthur Bailey was grinning like a Cheshire cat after reading Nichole's message. He had never experienced love like that before. He just realized that he had been in a one-sided relationship with Rosy. Furthermore, he loved her and never bothered whether she loved him in return or not. Likewise, he was not a man of many words, and he replied with a few words.
(Thank you sweetheart. I will remain your Prince Charming forever. I love you. Arthur.)
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