Kindred Spirit

I found myself in a state of delirious excitement all day for the attachment of minxie to my family gave me a new lease on life of which no torment of another could compare. I was so enamored with thoughts of how I would remove her to our compound that I almost missed the visit she had from the songbird of my recent skirmish. I realised that of all the people to confide to the songbird was the perfect choice as she herself had just discovered her own Vandersop heritage. No doubt their day consisted of admiring the depths of mutual misery for minxie had yet to accept the privilege of her new familial ties.

There was one person I had to deal with today and that was my sister Liselle for I know she had orchestrated the disappearance of the porn king and the Vandersop ornament, the older one, the wife not the new younger one. I have to admit I was curious as to how she managed to convince him to do this as a careful check of her accounts showed no sudden investments in his empire. A quick phone call also assured me that the gentleman was showing no substantial profit so again I left to ponder the mystery of my sister’s plans. One had to commend her for never giving up on her spineless wine baron. However there was the issue of her keeping a secret from me, the secret of minxie being one of us. I had not yet broached her motive for this for first I had to ensure her plan was thwarted before she could make a move on Jago. I made a series of calls and located the errant porn king and runaway wife and contemplated just what my next move would be. It appeared that my plate was rather full at the moment with my sister to punish, minxie to manipulate, a wedding to devastate and then Lynx of all people decided to cause chaos in the midst of shooting her new TV series.

I decided that lunch with Mrs. Porn—Bianca Sangu was in order and I called her up not to discover the outraged wife but instead a calm relaxed lady, how a lack of prenuptial gives a woman an attractive confidence. In fact her lack of concern made her very intriguing at that moment and I decided that I might amuse myself with her all afternoon before deciding how to bring her husband back. My sister had to pay for her little secret and returning the Vanderhag was indeed payment in kind. The Sangu creature told me with a frankness that was amusing that she didn’t care who he ran off with as long as his wallet remained open. I watched her eat a hearty lunch and realised that even though she was going to spend the afternoon in my bed she would never be substitute for a minx spitting fire at me. It was a fruitful afternoon in more ways than one for the artless prattle of an ex porn star revealed that the wine baron and the porn king had known each other in college and experienced some sort of rivalry over a young lady. Of course the deep Vanderhaven pockets had won and the defeated boy had bided his time until now. So this was how Liselle had managed to get him to run off with the ornament.

After a perusal of all the assets of the porn king I decided the only way to approach him was straight out. He was a self made man who managed to build an empire while treading both legal and social tightropes so the direct approach was bound to appeal. I picked up the phone, called the errant couple and if the gentleman was surprised that I knew of his whereabouts he showed none of it. He listened calmly to my request that he return the lady for her absence was upsetting my plans as I explained that when my life was not in equilibrium odd things started to happen like random businesses would fail, local officials would suddenly become over zealous- it was a mysterious chain of events. Shrewd as he was tough, the porn king said he understood perfectly and the lady would be returned for a smart man knows when to cut his losses and she was fast becoming a dead weight. Perhaps he had his fill of her conversation already for it surely was not her performance in bed that would have kept his attention and I speak from experience of the most tedious kind. I told him that his co-operation would be rewarded greatly as his plans and mine did have a common goal, this had him laugh sharply and he said that he would wait in anticipation. I ended the call with a smile of satisfaction, a kindred soul was always a joy.

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