Once upon a bad Christmas

Chapter 23

“Alright, sell the cars and apartments, all the assets, pool them together and slowly shift them over the seven months. I will send the information and instructions to you.” A subtle, calculated transfer of wealth.

“Alright Miss Mi, then I will go and do as you asked.” He bowed again, his face a mask of polite obedience.

“Thank you Accountant Yen,” I said with a nod, focusing on the little thing that began to silently fuss, picking him up as Accountant Yen left and closed the door gently. I began to feed the little thing. The rhythmic sucking calmed my nerves, a grounding presence in the midst of chaos.

Finish feeding the little thing and burping him, I looked at the door which slowly opened. I slipped from the bed as the person who entered rushed forward with comfortable slippers. “Miss, please put on the shoes.” She said in a panicked tone. I slipped them on while holding the little thing carefully, standing firm with a dull pain. My body seems to be slow to heal right now. Childbirth was no joke!

Anyway, I stepped forward resisting the urge to wince at the pain that shot up my nether regions and pelvic area. Each step was a reminder of my physical vulnerability.

Ugh, can I scream like a cut-open pig? I really want to, I really don’t care about face, no really, I just gave birth so face doesn’t matter right now. I lamented inwardly but sucked it up like a true baddie and walked towards the window. “Have you done what I have instructed?” I asked looking outside. The city skyline stretched before me, a concrete jungle teeming with unaware souls. “Yes Miss, I have. The old house is still sturdy but it needs to be repaired badly, it also only has two sleeping rooms, dining area, kitchen, sunroom and tea room with an outhouse. The orchards though still provide income.”

Mother and the others have not returned to worship the ancestors in a long time. I suppose I should do it after my confinement. If I heal well, I will leave in thirty days.” A pilgrimage to honor the past.

“But—” she started but was cut off.

“Just have a room prepared for me with things for a baby boy. I have fallen, which is good because now I can focus on my son.” A new purpose, a new direction.

“Alright Miss,” she said, relieved, for now at least.

“Good Miss Si, your daughter did well.” A compliment, a veiled threat.

“Thank you Miss,” I smirked, still looking outside. There was a low sound in the room. “Your husband is ambitious Miss Si.” A dangerous trait.

There was a thump. I did not turn but I knew she was kneeling. “Miss Mi, this servant is ashamed and cannot control her man, please give me orders and this servant will—” Her voice trembled with fear and desperation.

“There is no need, simply leave him and continue doing your duty. Sort out all the legalities with the accountant and other servants while keeping it all confidential.” Efficiency is key.

“Yes, mad—Miss Mi,” she corrected herself, her voice barely audible.

“You may leave,” I dismissed her, my gaze still fixed on the horizon.

“Miss Mi, I have the things you have asked for.” The phone still in the case was provided, unlike the popular widely known brands this was a private company that made highly secure phones. “It is good you can get through to the Gorilla company,” I said with a smile, taking the exquisitely cased phone while balancing the child in the other hand.

I looked at it. It was made ultra thin but of special grade materials to resist heat and cold, solar charge and a battery life of two days. What made it even better is that it can unfold into a ten inch tablet with a projection function. This phone was worth thirty thousand. A significant investment in security and communication, a vital piece of equipment for my future survival.

Walking to the bed, I placed down the little thing and began opening the device. After opening the device, I quickly set it up and then began typing in a few searches. I smiled after finding what I wanted. I tinkered as ideas continued to form. It was rough but I have some time, they will have some and as they progress they will be given more, as for the finishing touches, I will finish it myself. The creation of something extraordinary, something uniquely mine, a symbol of my resilience. “My family has raised a few engineers and mechanics, right?” I asked softly. “Yes Miss Mi, the Mi family has. Some of those who had worked for the family for many generations have some sons.”

“Good, find them and inform them that I would like to see them a month from now, if we have any who can build,” I paused and sent over the rough blueprint I had quickly created. The blueprints were a collection of my ideas: aluminum finish, borosilicate glass to protect from extreme heat and cold, though it is not used in this way but tweaking some things will make it work well. Some areas outside will be coated with quartz and ceramic glass, magnesium and nickel alloy, some other materials can be added so the vehicle can look both beautiful and be lightweight so it can sustain its maximum speed.

Sigh, those things will be hard and expensive to source but it is ok. “Remember to pick discreet and trusting ones, if this leaks…” My words trailed off with a warning, sending the blueprints over to her, a chilling reminder of the consequences of betrayal.

“This servant will not disappoint Miss Mi.” The soft click of the door closing sounded her exit. I looked first to see if the little thing was still sleeping soundly, knowing that it will not be long before he woke again hungry.

I continued to tinker with my phone until the meal was brought in, a bland assortment of hospital food.

Looking outside I saw that the sun had set and it was dark, time seemed to fly, I thought silently.

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