Expensive Favours - Favours Series #1

Chapter 12

That evening Belinda wasn't at the house when I came back. I couldn't exactly ambush her either. By the time I got back, my phone buzzed with a new text from an unknown number. When I opened it, I found the incriminating video saved on to my gallery.

"Miss Evan, I am so sorry. I'll get you a paper towel. Hang on-"

"Do you have any idea how expensive these suits are? How inept can you be? You are an employee here and I do not tolerate dim-witted clumsy employees who can barely clutch on to their coffee! You're fired!"

The blonde bitch marches away from the shocked employee who stares at the ground she stood on two seconds ago before glancing at the empty coffee cup in his hand. He sighs and walks over to the bin, tossing it in.

The video ended there and I had let out a dirty chuckle. Michael was right, it was funny. Sadistic or otherwise. He did me a solid without asking. He really did like to annoy people. Even if it was Belinda Evan who wasn't remotely related to him.

It was cruel of Belinda to fire the guy in front of his peers, one of which recorded the entire thing. That too for such an unjustified reason. But now she was going to get her reckoning.

I didn't want to blackmail her though. I know she wouldn't take me seriously. The grainy picture barely captures the severity of the situation. So I have to up the severity and make sure to label the discernment and law breaking happening, and exactly by whom. Though I wouldn't exactly mind being found as the person who wrecks her career, I wanted to have a bit of fun with her mind first.

First I had to get this going, mainstream. With Michael's help, I had just the perfect way. And an added measurement, Mantle, to secure it.

Michael's favour would probably come with a price though. The glint in his eyes assured me I would have to help him someday for some unknown plan. But this video was worth it.

So I open up the social media account I made this morning. Sundays were full of internet traffic. All I have to do is post the video with the perfect caption.

'Local fashion designer goes cliché psycho on innocent employee. All over some spilt milk. Shame on thy @belinda.evan Treat all employees fair you rich bitch!' #unfair #discrimination #evandesigns #disgrace #richbitch

That would do just perfectly. I loved the last hashtag the best. Although I wondered if she would manage to take it down instantaneously after seeing the tag. Hmm.

Eh fuck it. I've never seen her use her Instagram anyway. I hit the post button and spread the word to Mantle to pick up on this. I was becoming their favourite anonymous tipper with a vendetta on Belinda Evan. But bless them for their 'No questions asked' policy.

I stare and keep refreshing my page and find the number of comments increase. Mantle's repost gains even more likes and comments.

Ugh, this is exactly why I hate fashion designers.