LOGINVarda's POV “I honestly do not see anything weird about Gabriel Fernandez having a son around five years old. I mean like I said earlier, Villains are allowed to have children too. Right?” I said. There was nothing suspicious about that to me. I was expecting more, something deeper. “Okay then Varda, if you say so. But either ways, I am going to look into the child too because I found out that Gabriel Fernandez is divorced so that means he probably has no connections with his son.” Davis said. “Well, that probably explains why they have no pictures together or history together.” I paused to release a loud yawn. Talking to Davis made me feel a lot more better, maybe that was what I needed after all, to talk to someone who was on the same page as me. “I think you should focus on digging more about Gabriel. I do not really care about his child. I just want to know what his relationship with Stephen is and why Stephen is so afraid of him.” Davis cleared his throat. “Well, that m
Varda's POV Fransisca was not back yet. I waited all through the evening for her hoping she would get back but she did not. I even went as far as asking Asher if he knew what time his mum would return but the kid had no clue at all. The only person who would probably have an idea would be Stephen but then I could not exactly ask Stephen about it because if I dared to, Stephen would notice that I was up to something fishy so the only thing I could do was sit by the tip of my bed with my door locked and the phone lying carelessly on my laps. I was so carried away with my thoughts that I had not noticed the phone was able to slip from my laps until it rang out loud. I hastily picked up the phone and answered the call. I already knew it was Davis, I did not have to check the caller ID because he was pretty much the only one that had my number. “Hello?” My voice blared through the speakers. “Varda?” Davis replied, he sounded surprised and I could not help but wonder why. “Yeah?”“Why
Varda's POV Elisa led me back into the mansion and once we strode the hallways. She made it clear that she would do the talking instead because I guess she was afraid I would overreact. I agreed because it was not like I could protest or argue, she was the one currently in charge. She led me up the stairs, to the last floor. We halted in front of a small room by the end of the hallways. I had never been here before, I had a lot of questions swirling through my head but I brushed them aside for later. “Remember, I do the talking.” Elisa snapped at me. I nodded my head slowly. “Also, try not to pressure her or anything.” Elisa added and I rolled my eyes at her. “Yes ma'am.”Without wasting another second, Elisa delivered a small knock on the door before pushing it open wide. The room was lit with a bulb hanging carelessly across the roof. There was about five bunk beds all placed by the edge of the room. To be honest, the place was stuffy and standing inside instantly made me feel
Varda's POV Elisa walked towards the empty bench in the middle of the garden and settled on it because it seemed like she was losing balance. She rested her back against the wood and breathed a heavy sigh. “Varda, how did that even get into your possession and what is it for?” Elisa asked, it looked like she was speechless but somehow, words still flowed out of her mouth. I sighed heavily, I really did not want to tell her more. There was absolutely no need to go in full details because it was not really that deep. Plus I still did not trust Elisa to the extent of telling her my plan and all. “Look Elisa, that does not matter.” I said running a hand through my hair in frustration. “Are you going to tell me who the maid is or what?” I was beginning to become impatient. Although I understood that Elisa was still having a hard time processing all of it but regardless of it all, there was no time on my side. The maid could literally snitch on me any moment from now, I had to find out
Varda's POV I turned to gaze at Elisa with a confused look on my face. “What maid? What maid Elisa?” I raised my voice at Elisa and it only made her seem really worried. That was when I realized that I was reacting a bit too rashly and that I needed to take things easily for me to actually get to the root of the whole problem. “Calm down Varda.” Elisa paused to mutter a quick apology to Clara. “I am so sorry.” Then she grabbed me by the arm and began to pull me outside of the mansion. Once we were out in the garden, Elisa turned to gaze at me with a bewildered look on her face. “Varda? What was the meaning of that stunt you just pulled?” She yelled at me. I scoffed at her. “It was not a stunt Elisa!” “Accusing someone of barging into your room was not a stunt? So you were actually being for real?” She snapped at me. “Why are you making it sound like barging into someone's room is not a big deal because that is clearly invading of one's privacy? How are you so relaxed about that?
Varda's POV My heart began to race extremely faster than normal. I gulped a lump down my throat and before wasting another second in my room, I stormed out with the phone now in my pocket. I needed to know how had barged into my room and why that person had intentionally left the phone on the bed side table. It was like the person was trying to pass a message, to let me know that they knew about the phone. The only person I could think of was Fransisca but at the same time, I remembered Elisa's words clearly and according to her, Fransisca had left the house immediately we did. So who then could have gone through it?My heart raced even faster as I drew closer to the kitchen, I presumed Elisa would be there. I was so lost in my thoughts that I accidentally bumped into someone. I almost found myself falling to the ground if not for the culprit who immediately grabbed me tight by the arm to prevent me from falling. I snapped back to reality immediately. It was no one other than Clar
Varda's POV"You want to keep the lie going?" I rose to my feet and yelled at him in anger. Stephen rose to his feet and raised his brow at me. "It is too late to not keep it going Varda, everyone thinks you are pregnant so let them just keep thinking that for a while now." He said.I shook my head
Varda's POVI stepped into the room but Elisa joined me. She gazed at me with a curious look on her face, as if she was expecting me to give her details on what had just transpired between I and Fransisca but I was not going to tell her anything because then she would know about the fake pregnancy
Varda's POV"Now that is more like it Varda, just the type of look I was expecting." A mischievous smirk grew on Fransisca's face. Oh my goodness, how did she know about the fake pregnancy and most importantly what did she plan on doing with that piece of information. Of course, she was going to bl
Varda's POV Stephen jerked off his seat and pushed Fransisca away at the sight of me. He rushed towards me with a look of relief plastered on his face but I was too irritated by what I had seen to even spare him a glance.I was busy battling Francis back at the hospital while Stephen was here havi







