Chapter Twenty-One

Ella was frog marched up a series of spiral stairs into a large office kicking and screaming, and demanding who they were. When her legs finally touched the tiled floor, she swung her fist at one of the men but ended up on the floor instead

. She winced, rubbing her butt, but froze as her eyes landed on the large screen TV across the room. She let out a gasp of surprise.

There before her was a recording showing her taking an envelope from a desk.

    Slowly, she carried herself off the floor swallowing hard and suddenly feeling her throat had gone dry. What the heck is going on? What does this mean? Ella remembered that day vividly and how Doña Bianca had presented her with the envelope. That witch… She balled her fist, her body trembled from sheer anger.

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