217 The Strategy

"And vicious," Dawn added, "And clever, and intelligent. Oh! Mix a flavor of sweetness to that." 

Anne laughed. She was beginning to like this hateful being. Her eyes gleamed. Oh! What a day! It started so bad. She feared that Dawn would slap another lawsuit, but Helena told her the plans on how to meet her. 

Helena had gone to meet Dawn forcibly only to incite her. Helena was sure that Dawn would react. She was sure that Dawn would confront Gayle with the questions that Helena threw upon her. Which daughter wouldn't want to know who killed their father? And if Helena were correct, then Gayle would definitely put her in the loop only to dilute the facts. But she was ready for it. She had discussed the plan in detail with Anne. So when Anne called the man, she actually called her secretary. "Evict the premises." That was the clue that her plan worked. 

At first Anne didn't believe Helena. She didn't believe that Dawn would even talk to her, let alone come to the office. The way Dawn had been avoiding them, she was certain that Helena's plan would fail. But look what happened? The wolf walked into the lion's den. It was incredible. Helena's plan worked to the hilt. 

A smile formed on her lips. "Dawn, your Grandmother is so unhappy at the turn of events, but you already know that she is suffering from Parkinson's and it affects her ability to think properly. Hence I would like to apologize on her behalf. Please Dawn, you must forgive us for what happened in the past. We were all too worried that after your father's death, everything would go in Gayle's control. We just wanted to gain control on what was ours. Both you and Cole were too young to understand. And I am so appalled by Helena that I would be more than happy to cast her out of the house. I don't know why Mother likes her so much? But then again, mother has mental issues…" Anne easily threw Lily Wyatt under the bus. "She was the one who approved of Helena." 

Dawn nodded. "I understand your position, Aunt Anne." Then she leaned forward and said, "I am everything will be right from now onwards." 

"It should be," said Anne and gave her a glowing smile. "I look forward to your coming home." 

Dawn returned the smile with a grin. "I too look forward to that. Just make sure that Helena isn't there when I come." 

"I told you already. She is going to get out of the house!" 

"Thanks Aunt Anne. It's your blood relatives who come for your rescue," said Dawn. "I think I am too tired to oppose you people anymore. I just— I just want to come home." 

Anne got up, circled her desk and walked up to her. She hugged her tightly and said, "And you are most welcome." 

"Lovely!" 

Dawn left her office and Anne clapped her hands. She was jubilant. She was on top of the world. Helena's one grand plan, one simple grand plan was working like a charm. She would temporarily leave the home and Dawn would move back with them along with Cole. Lily would be so happy with her grandson back and as for Dawn—they would torture her to sign papers leave her share of the property. Anne giggled. "Come back to me Dawn. I am going to make you cry for every pain you've inflicted upon us. I am going to make you a walking corpse. In this business world, no one is driven by sentiments. You need to be cold hearted and crystal clear about your goals, about what you want. Only people like you are emotional fools and people like me take advantage of such emotional fools." 

She walked back to her chair and called Helena. "What next?"

"Nothing much. I leave the house." There was a pause. "Has David returned?" 

"No."

"Why don't you divorce him?" 

"I will, once I am done away with Dawn and once I am sure that is no more a threat to the Wyatts. But Daryn Silver can be an issue." 

"I highly doubt that he would interfere. In fact I am sure he must be guilt ridden because of his father's deeds." 

Anne laughed. "What a brilliant strategy Helena!" 

"Hmm…" she said lazily. If she hadn't been so conniving, she wouldn't have got into the Wyatt household. 

"A week later there is a court hearing. Do you think that Dawn will drop the charges against us?" 

"Let her first drop the charges of the second defamation case. Let me leave Wyatt Manor. Only after that we are going to think about it." 

Anne nodded. "Yes, let's not rush into it. We have seven days until the next hearing." 

"And in those seven days, we are going to execute our strategy in the most flawless way. We won't let anyone know about it. You will not speak about it in front of Cecilia too. As for Lily, let her wonder what is going on. She will get Cole in the end." 

Anne bit her lip. "Helena, I told you earlier also that I intend to make Cecilia the heir of the property. With Cole in the fray, my daughter would just get married to someone, and not get a penny from this wealth. Cole is actually a thorn in the eyes." 

"Anne, you rush a lot. First let us deal with the current scenario. Cole is nothing for us. Once we put down that little bitch, Cole would be shattered. We will pounce on him at that time," Helena assured her. 

"Okay…" said Anne. "I believe you, always have…"

"Good girl!" Helena replied. "Now go and do your office work. We are going for dinner in the evening." 

Anne chuckled. "Yes Sir!" She disconnected the call. 

After the next twenty four hours of meeting her, Dawn received a call from Anne, "We have asked Helena to leave our house Dawn." 

"Has she?" asked Dawn with anticipation in her voice. 

"Yes, she is packing her stuff as I call you," Anne said in a low voice. 

"I am surprised you made this happen so quickly aunt Anne. How did you do it?" asked Dawn innocently. "If this was so easy, I should have asked you long back. Now I feel that I uselessly suffered. Why didn't I meet you earlier?" Her voice had longing, a yearning that couldn't be missed. 

Anne was thrown back by her question. "Its— Its just that, w— we never really talked much." She had to say something convincing. "Besides, I really had to take a team of ten lawyers to push her out." That sounded convincing. She exhaled heavily. 

"Yes… Sometimes I feel that by talking, so many things get sorted."

"So when are you coming back? And what about Daryn?" Anne changed the topic. 

"There's a lot to wind up here. Maybe, in a week? Daryn and I have things to talk about." 

Anne's mind stuttered. A week?