Chapter 139Digging The Truth 2"He is a lunatic, Fabiola, come on now." Grandmaster attempted to sway her once more."No, I am not." Brantley accompanied his response with a head shake. He leaned in on her warm palms when she opened her hand and cupped his face."Why would you do something like that?" Mila asked softly, her smile gradually faded."Because he is just as his father, murderers!" Grandmaster snapped. "O thought he was different, he wants to get rid of you too, after pretending that he was happy having you back." Grandmaster technically whispered the latter words. His words cut slowly and deeply through Mila's heart. The sound of his voice echoed and reverberated over and over in her head.For once, she had forgotten that Brantley was Mr White's son. It did not matter if he acted differently, maybe grandmaster was right…maybe Brantley had been pretending all this while.Mila's mood immediately changed, the mentioning of her family stung her, not only that, but also mentio
Chapter 140Closing up on the Truth 1"Brantley, are you Ok?" Mr White came rushing in from the direction in which Brantley and Emille had come from.Mila instinctively cracked a gun on his head, taking everyone aback.His voice startled everyone, but expressions quickly shifted to immerse surprise when Mila pulled out the gun. Her instinct caught all of them off guard.Mr White froze. He reflexly raised his hands in the air in surrender."Fabiola?" He whispered her name to be sure that he was seeing clearly.Maybe he was seeing well, she was actually Fabiola, but she looked like a pissed off demon. ' Isn't she Brantley's girlfriend?' he asked himself. 'Why is she pointing a gun at me when she had no gun at Brantley?' A lot of questions ran through his mind, but he was scared to ask. Not in a situation like this."Hello Uncle Brandon." She smiled a forced mechanical smile. It sent chills down Mr White's spine…literally, everyone felt the dark aura, probably more than what she'd exhib
Chapter 141Closing up on the Truth 2She fired the gun to his ear, silencing him."Mila?" Brantley screamed and rushed towards her.Everything happened in slow motion.He quickly stood in front of Mila and his father, acting as a shield.He could see the coldness in her eyes.Mr White held his ear. The only thing he could hear was the continuous ringing of bells in his ear. ' I am still alive.' That was the only thing that ran through his mind.When the gun went off, he thought he was dead, then he remembered that if he had died, he'd not get the gunshot sound. He heard the loud sound echo right beside his ears, but it was quickly replaced with the resonating sound of huge bells…probably that in the church.Emille held his breath.Dom was nonchalant about it all, he was fighting his pain, that was enough trouble already.Grandmaster waited for Mr White to drop dead, but he never did. Instead, Mr White only closed his hands over his ears and twisted his body slightly.It immediately o
Chapter 142Who Murdered The Rivers?"He is Mason Rivers!" Emille yelled.Mr White's eyes bulged open, he quickly narrowed them back and looked at Grandmaster intensely.Mr White shook his head in disagreement."He does not look like him." Mr White yelled.Grandmaster was beginning to get more and more nervous. 'End it now!' his inner voice persuaded him.Mila raised her eyebrows. She did not have much of a reaction because what Emille said was ridiculous. The man in the photo and Grandmaster, they had zero ressemblance."You know that you sound stupid right?" Grandmaster spoke up."Oh no, he doesn't!" Brantley intruded. "You might be confident because your face does not look like that man…" Brantley pointed at the photos, "but that is only because you took all the money you got as ransom from kidnapping Emille…Miles, whatever his name is or was, you used it to get your face changed." Brantley expounded. "I bet you thought that because of the plastic surgery, no one would associate yo
CHAPTER 143THE REAL KILLER"You have hurt a lot of people, it needs to stop."Dom said with absolutely no remorse."How is is possible?" Emille managed to ask."Do you mean the recording or Dom….?" Brantley asked."Everything!" Let us get out of here, then I'll tell you everything."Hey, are you ok?" Brantley turned to Mila who was still petrified.He knew that it was a lot of information for her to process.She did not reply."How do we get out of here?" Brantley turned to Emille."There's an underground exit from my office leading to the subway. I'll show you, but we'll need a ride for the excess people," Emille said."We'll figure it out." Brantley said."Océane ?" Emille called for Océane as everyone mobilized and began walking."Take down all of The Grandmaster's men!" He ordered.Grandmaster still was daydreaming, 'it could not be happening!'Dom had Grandmaster at gunpoint.Brantley supported Mila by her waist and let her along. She followed like a robot.Mr White too, he was j
"I'll kill him!" Emille whispered to Mila."You have my blessings." She whispered back.Brantley frowned."I'll kill you when you are done killing him." Mila added.Emille's eyes shot open.Brantley smiled.Randy rolled his eyes."I'll take over." She grabbed Uncle Mason by his arm and led him to one of the trucks."What are you going to do, Fabiola?" Grandmaster asked just before mounting the truck."My name is Mila and not Fabiola!" She stated cold. She had the urge to shove him into the truck, but decided against it…just not yet.She slammed the door shut and went around to the driver's side only to see Brantley already seated there."I swear on my kidney, if you do not get the hell out of here……" Mila ground her teeth together, enunciating every word that came out of her mouth without masking the bitterness….but, mischievous Brantley had other plans.Brantley leaned in and silenced her with a kiss.Her eyes bulged open, but she could not deny the tingles she felt run down her spine
"I don't need him to believe anything, I want him to know. I don't care what he thinks…it will not stop me." She whispered menacingly. A sinister smile spread out on her face.It sent chills down everyone's spine.Mila leaned back in her seat quietly. Her eyes hovered on everyone in the room, one after the other.Mr White who sat beside her constantly turned his body slightly to steal a look at her, but he did not say anything. Nobody did.Emille might have been through hell too, but unlike Mila, he'd known the truth for years…technically he'd known all along. But Mila had been lied to, deceived and manipulated all along. She needed time to process everything.They sat there in silence for about 10 minutes, even troublesome Brantley knew better than to interrupt the moment. It was all about Mila tonight.Exactly 25 mins later, Carlson pulled up. Freya led him in."You look damn badass tonight." "Thank you." Freya smiled.Carlson complimented Freya just before she closed the main door.
"Answer me, you fuck'in scumbag! Is it true?" Mila yelled. Tears pooled down from her eyes for the first time that night."Fabiola." Carl called softly. "Answer me?" Is it true!" She jagged him towards her body and slammed him back on the chair with all her might. Her tiredness and the pain in her injured arm all vanished…or maybe not. The emotions she felt at the moment numbed every other pain in her body.Everyone was taken aback by Mila's swift movements.She sobbed over Carl, staring at him intensely. Her heart ached. Today was not a day to write about.Carl did not fight back, neither did he say anything."Just tell me why!" She calmed herself down. Her voice was hoarse and drowned in sobs__sobs she tried to hold back to no avail."Can you just listen to me please." He spoke softly."I'm listening! I'm fuckin listening!" She shook him once more. All the veins in her neck protruded."I did not know the details, I only knew he was your brother, he is my brother too." Carl said.Gra