The Crazy Rich Madame

"Whatever Gazali... He had the proof from the very beginning Gazali. Akala mo magaling ka na magtago ng baho?" Vladimyr taunt her with chuckle. "It seems that, si Grusia lang ang tunay niyang anak. Anak namin ni Ethan." Vlad said then grins. Sinenyasan ni Vladimyr ang mga tauhan na dalhin na ang apat na bata sa loob ng kwarto. Kaagad itong binuhusan ng gasolina at sa isang iglap, naglagablab ang mga ito nang sindihan ng isa sa mga tauhan ni Vladimyr ang katawan ng mga iyon.

Gazali' miserable cry roared around the whole room when she saw her family was burning and devoured by the raging flames. While the woman triggered while watching the scene like nothing. "No! No! Ang mga anak ko!"

Vladimyr crossed her arms over her chest as she watched the body slowly burning inside that isolated room. It burns faster compared to the real body.

Vladimyr shrugs at the thought.

'It's a bit faster, but it's okay.' She thought.

She is also pissed by Gazali's sobs and cries the whole day, but she wanted her to feel the fear and pain she caused her. When a part of her house was blown up just to kill her children for revenge. Three days before she decided to do it, she called Arcadius. One of her new trusted men. A wicked plan came to her mind.

"Arcadius." she called.

"Yes. Madam?"

"I want you to do something for me." "Yes, Madame."

"I want you to find a professional aesthetic artist. Those who are good at making props and make-up that can create a copy of a real facial-features. And look for human size dolls as well. Then, you create the generated voice of the Gazali's family. It should be begging and screaming. It should be more realistic. Then, you need to find a child sized doll and also a blood. A swine blood."

"Right away Madame."

"Good. Let me show that bitch how it feels like to lose a family and her beloved children. Just like what she wanted to do to me." Vlad said in a serious tone.

After a few hours, the human sized dolls with the features of Gazali's family are done. The blood that would be rushed if she cut its neck. The fake bruises and cuts on the dolls look more realistic. Even the children look real. And the women's agonizing screams, recorded on a speaker, sound real.

Current time...

Everything that had happened was just a realistic show. She wanted to terrorized Gazali's mental and psychological stability.

After a month of psychological terrorizing, Gazali's mental stability gave up. The events on a theater like screen, Vladimyr forcibly makes Gazali witness it over and over. She took the woman to the Southland bridge when she lost her sanity. They watched her until she woke up. Walking like a crazy person while whispering the words, simultaneously.

"Vladimyr killed my children, Vladimyr killed my father and mother. Vladimyr killed my brothers. I shouldn't have angered her... I shouldn't have angered him." Gazali keeps mumbling as she cries.

Then, in her car, that late night. Vladimyr watched Gazali walking along the side of the bridge. After a moment she dialed on her phone while watching the poor woman on the street, "Hello, Ethan?"

"Vlad. How is she?"

"She's fine. She's on the Southland bridge. You can pick her up here."

"Thanks, Vladimyr. I wish I can make up for you too. You act like a devil but you are our Savior. You are the most beautiful hearted person I've ever met, Vladimyr. Thank you very much. I owe you my life..."

"Jeez, Ethan. why so dramatic?" she tsk'd. "No problem. Just take care of the kids, they have nothing to do with what their mother did."

"Yeah. I know. Thank you again. I'll be right there. Plus the footage that caught on to your camera was now a trend on social media..."

"Great. Let the people's criticisms torture them. Bye.'

After that, She hangs up.

The next morning the news was spread throughout the media.

As soon as Vladimyr turned on the television, the news about the bombing incident welcomed to her.

Carrying a glass of milk and the soup she cooked towards her newly renovated Living room. Vlad sat on her mustard colored sofa while watching the news. She sees how the media interrogates Gazali, but she is not in her sanity. Vladimyr put the glass down on the center table and then leaned back. And watched the news for a moment.

"The daughter of the former senator who was found bombing the home of well-known business tycoon and number one charity projects sponsor, Ms. Vladimir Dela Claire. And the wife of General Ethan Smith, was found strolling along the Southland Bridge. It is believed that after it blew up the Dela Claire mansion, Mrs. Smith disappeared for a month, to hide from the authorities." said the female reporter.

Vlad shook her head as she chuckled.

'You can't defy me Gazali.' she thought.

Vladimyr's eyebrows rose when she saw the next news, her friend Leona Anilla was also arrested by the police for stealing money from her sister.

"Stealing? What nonsense is this?" Vladimyr whispered in astonishment. She doesn't believe Leona will do that. She remembered how this woman brought her millions worth of jewels, cards and other important stuff. That she left on their unfinished building.

She's pissed.

Vladimyr immediately contacted Ethan to settle her case, and Ethan agreed.

"I'll send Lisa and Malia to bring you the bail, release her." it was not a request. It's an order.

"No need. I got this. " Ethan tried to decline. He is eager to help Vlad this time. He knew he owed a lot of things to Vladimyr so he wanted to help her in any way he could.

"No, Ethan. Let's follow the process." She insisted.

"Yeah. Okay, I'll prepare the release papers.

"Thanks." she said before she hung up.