CHAPTER 239:I DONT HAVE THEM.

Wooow, that's a perfect idea, actually dry spell was killing me. I have missed you so much, you know what's mean,"Mr Mukhongo said as he scratched his groin.

"You don't have to worry anymore I am here sweetheart. Where can I find wine glass?" Mrs Wechuli asked.

"No relax you are a visitor, I don't want you to get tired before the main business that brought you here," Mr Mukhongo said as he stood up and walked to the cupboard to bring wine glass.

'I hope you will fall for my trap you fool you won't see my thighs again. It's a high time I get rid of you,' She said with a beautiful smile in her lips. 

Mr Mukhongo brought the wine glass and wine opener. He poured the wine in the glass himself, he remembers the last time Carol poured a drink for him. Ended up not remembering what happened to him the next day. So he wanted to pour the wine for himself.

'I know you think that I want to spike your drink that's why you opted to bring the wine glass and also pour it yourself. Bravo, old hag', bravo but you don't know how I will catch you!'  she thought as she picked the wine on the table and toasted it with him.

"To our happiness," She said raising the glass up.

"By the way you haven't told me the kind of celebration we are having?" Mr Mukhongo said after the first sip of wine.

"I am going to own the company fully because there will be no obstacles," she said.

"What do you mean by that?" Mr Mukhongp asked.

"Because your niece decided that she doesn't want my son anymore and she is not going to fight for the company again because she already started another business," she said 

How did you know a this information, did Ivana tell you all this" Mr Mukhongo asked surprised.

"Yes, I have seen the divorce papers so that means she won't come to my house again. And with that everything is secure under me,"she said as she pointed to herself.

Mr Mukhongo closed his eyes tightly as he wished that Mrs Wechuli won't ask him about the legal paper. He have no idea where those legal papers dissapeared to.

"You mean she divorced your son? This children of nowdays doesn't know the value of marriage. Your son was giving her everything why did they divorce?" Mr Mukhongo said trying to change the flow of the story.

"Hahaaa, are you Lily asking me that? I don't care and I don't want to know. As I told your earlier, I only wanted her to get married to my son to cover up what I really wanted from her father. Now that I already have it and own it legally. Their marriage is not my business," Mrs Wechuli replied as she sipped the drink.

'I wish I had known that you are thick skined like this, my brother will be alife right now,' Mr Mukhongo thought as he continued sipping the wine.

They continue drinking and slowly by slowly,Mr Mukhongo started to get drunk. Mr Wechuli knows very well that he had low tolerance to any alcoholic drink that's why she bought a wine that have high alcohol content.

To test if he was drunk to the extent that she wanted, she asked him where the hoover is so that she can put music. You know Music and alcohol goes hand in hand. They say that music aids one to get drunk when listening to his favourite music or artist.

"Do you have a system/ hoover in this house? I feel like we should play some music as we drink," Mrs Wechuli said.

"Oh, ye .yes ..yes..you can put the music on. It's there at the television stand," he said and added himself the john walker instead of the Rendez Vous apple wine.

That's what Mrs Wechuli wanted she knew that the alcohol will aid him in telling her the whole truth.

Mrs Wechuli searched in the playlist and she knows the type of music that Mr Mukhongo enjoys listening when drinking alcohol. It was the rhumba music from his favourite two artist,Franco Lwambo Makiadi or Sam Mangwana from Democratic republic of Congo and Cameroon respectively.

The moment music started to play Mr Mukhongo stood up and started to dance, although he was stargering but he tried not to fall down.

"You mean you already in the mood?" Mrs Wechuli asked.

"Yeees,baby ..I...I am in the mood, this is the kind of celebration big boys like as likes, heheee here," he laughed.

So Mrs Wechuli stood and danced too, she was swaying her buttocks in a seductive way. She knows the kind of truth she needs from Me Mukhongo so she will have to do everything so that she gets it.

"To our celebration and more winning right, we own the company it's ours," she said as she lifted her hands up despite the fact that the other hand hand the glass of wine in it. She swayed and moved her buttocks like someone who want to separate her butt from the body.

"Ye...es..dance..foo...fo me sweet.. sweetheart, you said we own the company together? Did..did I hear you say like that?hahaaa I am the owner now," he said in his drunk state.

"Yes, we own the company let's dance to the music," Mrs Wechuli encouraged. "Why are you looking at me? We own the company because the legal papers are in our hands,"she Said.

"The..the le..gal.papers? What..what are you talking about?" Mr Mukhongo said.

"We have the legal papers, the documents about the company don't you have them?she asked still swaying her behinds.

"Ye...hahaaa ....no I don't..I don't have them. I don't know where they are," he said then sat in the chair and passed out 

"What? are you joking or what? Hey woke up and tell me what you have said," Mrs Wechuli hollered.

She have been feeling that something was at mess. Ever since she asked for the documents from Mr Mukhongo and he refused to let her know. She knew that either he was planing to take the company from her or someone else stall it.