Destined partnership
Chapter 20
Previously on destined partnership chapter 19
In order for me and Esa not to take the drugged cookies I differentiated them with 2 colours; green and pink.
green being the normal one and pink, you know what it is already.
I heard foot steps drawing and I immediatelyheaded to my sit taking pictures of myself.
CONTINUATION
Unfolding Deceptions
Angela's POV
I smiled casually as Marie and Theressa returned with the cookies.
I pointed subtly to the green ones, hoping they'd catch on.
"Ooh, cookies look yummy!" Theressa said, picking a green cookie like I did.
Marie offered the pink ones to Caroline and Tiffany.
"These look pretty, I'll take one," Caroline said, picking a pink cookie without hesitation.
Tiffany hesitated briefly before taking one too.
Marie popped a pink one into her mouth.
I bit into my green cookie, crunching it nonchalantly while watching the others.
The Pink Cookies' Effect
Within minutes, Caroline felt a strange dizziness creeping in. "Guys... I feel... weird," she murmured, her eyes glazing over slightly.
Tiffany blinked slowly, her movements getting sluggish.
Marie giggled oddly, losing coordination. Theressa shot me a knowing glance – we'd planned this. "Angela, what's going on?" Theressa asked innocently as Caroline, Tiffany, and Marie stumbled, clearly under the influence.
Angela's Smirk
I let a sly smile slip. "Guess the cookies were a bit... special." My intent was clear – control via the drug. "What did you do, Angela?"
Caroline slurred, fighting to stay coherent. "Just a little something to... relax you girls," I said coolly.
The others were now disoriented; my plan unfolding.
The pink cookies were doing their job; Caroline, Tiffany, and Marie were disoriented, their inhibitions lowered.
I leaned in closer to Tiffany, a sly grin on my face.
"Tiffany, tell me... who do you love the most?" My voice was gentle but probing.
Tiffany's eyes were glazed, her words slurred dreamily. "I really... really love Alexander... like I'm in love with him," she shouted her voice very audible. The confession hung in the air, and I felt a mix of curiosity and jealousy.
Theressa turned her attention to Caroline, who was swaying slightly. "Caroline, what about you? Who do you love?" Theressa asked, her tone playful but intent.
Caroline's response was slow, her words floating out hazily. "I love... Jason... I love Jason," she shouted too, a soft smile on her lips. The admission seemed to relax her further into the haze.
Angela's Thoughts
I processed the revelations – Tiffany loves Alex, Caroline loves Jason. Useful intel. My plan was unfolding with the girls under the drug's spell. Marie was mumbling incoherently now, lost in the influence.
Tiffany revealed she loves Alexander under the influence of the drugged cookies.
- *Caroline revealed she loves Jason* similarly affected.
- Angela and Theressa have the upper hand knowing these confessions.
Angela leaned back, intrigued by the admissions. "So, Tiffany's got feelings for Alex, and Caroline's got feelings for Jason," she mused aloud, mostly to herself and Theressa. "Interesting power we have now."
Theressa smiled mischievously. "Guess we've got leverage, Angie. What do you wanna do with it?"
Angela's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking strategically. "Let's see how far we can push this... Marie's pretty out of it too. We should maybe find out if she's hiding anything interesting like the others did."
Marie was mumbling nonsensically, lost in the haze. "Mmm... XOXO... college..." she whispered randomly.
Angela Probes Further
"Theressa, ask Marie who she likes... see if she spills anything cute," Angela said with a sly grin.
Theressa leaned in toward Marie playfully. "Marie, sweetie... tell us... is there someone you're crushing on?"
Marie's response was slow and dreamy. "Ty... lerr... I think... cute... bummed into him..." she said hazily, her words hard to decipher clearly.
The Girls' State
Caroline was slurring softly, still under the influence. Tiffany's eyes were heavy, her confession lingering in the air. Marie seemed lost in her own fog.
I smiled slyly, eyes glinting with plans. "Don't worry, girls... this is gonna be the headline for a special day." My voice was low, amused.
Theressa chuckled softly beside me, catching the vibe. "Sounds like we've got a story to craft, Angie."
I stood up casually, Theressa following suit. "Let's leave them to their... relaxation," I said with a grin. We exited the apartment, leaving Caroline, Tiffany, and Marie in their drug-induced haze.
The Next Morning
Caroline's POV
I woke up with a *banging headache*. Ugh. My mind was foggy; I struggled recalling last night... anything. Bits felt missing. I rubbed temples, trying to shake off the grogginess.
Tiffany's POV
I stirred slowly, head pounding like drums. What happened yesterday? Fragments danced elusively in my brain... nothing concrete surfaced. I got up mechanically, joining morning routine like a sleepwalker.
Marie's POV
Ow. My head hurt. Vague impressions floated – cookies? Visiting friends? College stuff? No clear memories formed; I pushed through morning motions numbly.
They Continue Their Day...
- *Caroline*: Went to classes
- *Tiffany*: Attended lectures; haziness lingered like morning mist.
- *Marie*: Joined friends at XOXO college; couldn't shake off dull ache.
No Recall of Confessions
None of them remembered spilling secrets under Angela's pink cookies' influence – love for Alexander (Tiffany), love for Jason (Caroline), crush on Tyler (Marie).
SUNDAY 14TH FEBRUARY 2027
(Morning)
England, UK.
FERGUSON'S ESTATE
Tiffany was lounging in the living room with Jason, her brother, still trying to shake off the morning's lingering headache.
Suddenly, Tiffany's mother, *Mrs. Ferguson*, burst into the living room, eyes wide with concern holding her tablet. "Tiffany! Jason! Come see this… there are headlines everywhere about you, Tiffany." Her voice carried urgency.
Headlines Displayed
Mrs. Ferguson showed them news feeds on her device:
- "Tiffany Confesses Love to Alexander Mickelson – Valentine's Day Video Leaks!"_
- _"XOXO College's Tiffany Sparks Rumors with Bold Declaration – Details Inside!"_
Tiffany's Confusion
Tiffany's face turned puzzled. "Mother… I… I don't remember saying anything like that." She looked at Jason. "Do you know what's going on?"
Jason's Concern
Jason frowned. "No idea, Tiff. You okay? This seems… weird."
Mother's Questions
Mrs. Ferguson pressed gently but firmly. "Tiffany, tell me truthfully… do you have feelings for Alexander Mickelson? Why would such videos appear?"
Tiffany's Denial/Fog
Tiffany shook her head slowly. "Mum… honestly… I don't know what happened. I woke up with headache… blank about this."
Mrs. Ferguson decided firmly. "We need to go talk to the Mickelsons – Alex's family. This involves them too; let's head to their mansion now."
Tiffany, Jason, and Mrs. Ferguson drove toward the prestigious Mickelson estate in England. "We'll clear this up with Alexander's parents," Mrs. Ferguson said.
Arrival at Mickelson Mansion
They arrived; imposing gates swung open revealing manicured grounds. Alex's mother, *Mrs. Mickelson*, greeted them warmly in the grand foyer alongside Alex and Caroline (Alex's sister).
Immediate Tension
Mrs. Ferguson showed Mrs. Mickelson the viral headlines/videos. "We're perplexed… Tiffany doesn't recall making such statements."
Alex's Reaction
Alex looked thoughtful/surprised seeing clips; Caroline stood nearby attentive.
Caroline's Inner Thought
Caroline wondered silently… _did this tie to Angela's cookies Friday? I too had strange admissions…_
Mrs. Mickelson turned to Alex. "Alexander, do you know anything about this?" Alex shook his head slowly. "No, Mother… didn't expect such news."
"Can't you be like Caroline, have you seen any negative headlines about her. I don't know why you ..." Mrs ferguson got interrupted by the sudden notification on everyone's phone.
All of them – Mrs. Ferguson, Tiffany, Jason, caroline, Mrs Mickelson and alex– received alerts on their phones. A trending notification popped up from social media:
- _"BREAKING: Shocking Confessions Exposed! Videos Surface of Caroline Mickelson & Marie's Romantic Admissions alongside Tiffany's!"_
- _(Theressa's orchestrated posts went viral showing clips of Caroline confessing love for Jason, Marie's crush on Tyler.)
Mrs ferguson was out of words.
"Caroline what is thie nonsense about" Mrs Mickelson said
"Mom i don't know, it must be Angela that did it" caro said
"If your dad gets to know of it, you will be grounded for a month" Mrs Mickelson said
"sorry mom i didn't know when it happend"caro said already crying
"Alex, make sure to take down all those videos and inform me who posted it" Mrs Mickelson said
"Yes mom, on it" Alex said walking into
"We will take our leave then" my mom said as she bid goodbye
Mrs. Ferguson stood outside the Mickelson mansion, her expression cold. "Tiffany, can you just look at what you've done? What do you think your father is going to do about this? You better find your way home – because you're not going to follow us home." Her voice was laced with rejection.
Tiffany watched as Mrs. Ferguson and Jason got into their car and drove off, leaving her standing alone on the street in England's chilly evening.
Tiffany began walking, tears mixing with night's shadows. _What's happening to me? I don't remember… Angela did this… did she drug me?_ Memories swirled painfully – confessions, humiliation, mother's anger.
As Tiffany walked a deserted stretch, a black car pulled up silently beside her. A figure emerged – *Damon*.
- "Tiffany… looks like you're having quite a night." Damon's voice was smooth, predatory.
- Tiffany instinctively tried stepping back… Damon moved swiftly, grabbing her arm.
Kidnapping
"Let's take a little ride, Tiffany." Damon's grip was firm; Tiffany struggled futilely as he pulled her into the car.
Tiffany's Fear/Panic
Tiffany's breath caught in terror. _why damon? What does he want?_ Panic flooded her mind as the car sped into night
Damon smiled to himself. "Tiffany's leverage… with secrets Angela extracted… she'll be useful." His plans intertwined with Angela's manipulations, but Damon had his own ruthless agenda.
Tiffany's POV (Captive)
Tiffany's heart raced in darkness. _How did I end up here? What do they want from me?_ Fear paralyzed coherent thought; she trembled captive in Damon's game.