Chapter41

"First off Mrs Brabra, I don't think I'm smart, I know I'm smart. I mean, it's not easy being the President of a huge empire like the Andersons. Secondly, nobody runs this show. The show or whatever you think it is is run by the fates and I'm pretty sure that soon all your little secrets would be revealed, trust me on that", Rita said. Magdalene gave her a disgusted look before leaving the room, slamming the door as she left. Rita chuckled, closing the balcony doors as the air became chilled. She made her way into the bathroom, shedding her clothes as she sunk into the bathtub. She sighed as the warm water cascaded all over her body. She made a promise within herself to call Rodrigo as soon as she was done. She wanted to know how he was feeling concerning everything that had happened. Not knowing what he was thinking made her heart ache. She could only hope she hadn't lost him even when they've barely begun. It's been a few days since Rita had begun living with the Brabra's. A few days of grief, a few days of pain and sadness. To make matters worse for her, she couldn't get ahold of Rodrigo. His line wasn't going through and even when she asked around in the office, nobody seemed to have seen him. Rita was confused on what to do. It wasn't like Rodrigo not to take his calls especially if he knew she was the one calling. Rita tried all she could to get him but each time she tried, she was met with no response. She was currently in her office, going over some files when Yasmin announced that a lady was here to see her. Rita wasn't expecting any visitors and so, she was quite surprised by this. Recently, she had been wary of visitors for fear of them attacking her since she seemed to be their best bet. "How does she look and please, whisper", Rita said. "Not quite old, she has some greying hair at the side", Yasmin whispered. Rita didn't know her and she was just about to instruct Yasmin to send her back when something stopped her. It wasn't in her to refuse requests to see people. If this woman could come all the way to the Anderson tower to see her then it must be something important. "Please send her in", Rita said. "Are you sure ma'am, I could just tell her you're busy", Yasmin said. "Don't worry about it, I got this". "Okay, she'll be with you soon". "Thank you". Rita prepared herself for the woman's visit. She didn't know what to expect and simply hoped that she wasn't a killer or worse one of those people that stopped in offices to beg for alms. There was a light knock on the door and Rita instructed the woman to come in. When Rita saw the woman, her heart was at rest because for one, she didn't look like an assassin and secondly, she didn't appear poor. As a matter of fact, Rita quickly valued the woman's gown to be one of those middle class dresses. "Good day ma'am", Rita said, rising to her feet. The woman walked closer with a small limp. Upon closer look, Rita discovered that the woman was a beauty. Her once blonde hair which was now white shone under the powerful chandelier, she had a porcelain face, one that Rita knew might have graced the cover of a magazine. And when the woman smiled as she shook Rita's hands, she saw a dimple. "Good day Miss Anderson", the woman said with a slight accent. "Please sit down. I don't believe we've met", Rita said. "No, we haven't. I'm Camille, Rodrigo's mother". Rita stilled, staring at the woman. Now, everything made sense. She knew how Rodrigo got his handsomeness. If this woman was a male, she'll be the envy of every woman in this city. The fine shoes and dresses made sense a lot since Rodrigo was in the habit of taking care of his mother through all the money he made working as her chaffeur and personal guard. "I knew you'd be surprised. My name is Camille Campbell, mother of Rodrigo Campbell. I'm sorry for barging into your office this way", she said, quietly. "No..no, I mean it's fine. I'm sorry I didn't recognize you earlier. This is such a pleasant surprise", Rita said. She was beyond surprised. Here she was, sitting with the woman who bathed Rodrigo, took care of him during infancy and even up till now. She was beyond honored sitting with the woman who birthed the man she loved. "How are you doing Miss?", she asked. "I'm... Just okay, please call me Rita. Rita is fine please", she said. "Okay. I don't know how this sounds but I came in respect of my boy... Rodrigo. I can't seem to know where he is. His lines aren't going through and even when I asked some of his friends, they don't seem to know where he is. This got me worried and I decided to come see you", Camille said, sadly. This broke Rita's heart. With the way her health was shaky, she shouldn't be made to pass through all this. She didn't know how to inform her that she hadn't spoken to her son for over a week now. This was getting worse by the day and Rita needed to find him quick. The problem was she didn't know where to start from. He might not even be in the country for all she knew which made it worse. "Ma'am, I'll just say this as plain as possible. I don't know where your son is. I've been trying to get ahold of him for over a week now but I can't. To be honest, I really don't know what to do", Rita said. "My son would never behave this way. Something must be wrong somewhere, please when last did you see him". "About two weeks ago when he came over to my house after my... Accident", she said. "Dio Mio! That's too long, what is happening", Camille croaked.