Mag-log inCHAPTER FORTYCLARA'S POV The coldness of the water relaxed my nerves. Tonight I wasn't ready to see the faces of those ingrates, I wasn't ready to see Adrian in particular because I would be strangling each of them with my hands.I wasn't ready to act inappropriately yet. So I decided to avoid any interaction, my stomach tightened heavily. I held myself from going downstairs despite the hunger sensation I was feeling.A few minutes later it was dark everywhere but I couldn't sleep. Once again my stomach reminded me of its predicament, I tiptoed out of my room avoiding any noise.Thanks to my lucky sky the house looked dead struck and quiet. I instantly entered the kitchen counter bringing out each of the ingredients for baking a pancake.That was the quickest food I could make before my enemies came running to me. After making it I was munching on each of the pancakes like someone that hasn't eaten for days.āWoman, what are you doing there?!ā His voice thundered, a flip of the panc
CHAPTER THIRTY NINECLARA'S POV After dressing her up we dashed into the sports field center for the rehearsal. The building was another compartment of its own, it was large, colorful and built with so many grass garpet.I quickly scanned the environment, the atmosphere was indeed cozy that I developed a liking for it.āEnough!ā Her voice tugged, she removed her hands from mine.āThere's no time to stare. Haven't you seen such a beautiful building before?ā She questioned, sarcastically. Obviously I wouldn't imagine that a little child like this would have a fully furnished sports room.The shocking revelation was that it was embroidered with silver filling that painted the game equipment from basketball to tennis. They were countless to name at that point. I gasped heavily, opening my mouth with so much amazement.āLet's start with the rehearsal. I'm sorry I was a bit overwhelmed with the building.ā I expressed, sitting on one of the couches.āObviously! I'm sure you haven't seen su
CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT CLARA'S POV āWe'll think about it and send the message across. We have to meet with our other investors to come to terms with the collaboration.ā Mr Marian voiced, I snatched my teeth together.āThat's okay, every business requires a proper consultation and research. I will be waiting for your request soon.ā She concluded, they joked together before everyone went about their various affairs.āMy little, Mira.ā I called out, the little girl looked at me strangely, sending a dangerous glare.āWhat?!ā Her tone was sharp and rude, I felt the infuriation in her voice. āI want to prepare you for school and brief you about the interhouse sport rehearsals.ā I clearly stated.She went mute still facing the keyboard game she was playing.āI'm a serious child, there's no time. Your father would be angry with me if you don't get to school early.ā I motioned, drawing closer to her. The moment I touched the keyboard she splashed the cup of water on my face.āAre you forgettin
CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN CLARA'S POV āDaddy, granny is calling you guys. She offered to make breakfast today and everyone is already available except both of you.ā I overheard Mira's voice from the bathroom, sitting on the bathtub, hoping she didn't see me when I ran towards the bathroom fully naked.āGood morning, my princess. Tell granny we would be down soon.ā He replied, before the door locked.āWoman, I hope you heard that we're needed. And never pull that stunt again, I wouldn't want to have anything to do with you in my life!ā Those words came repeatedly.I wasn't annoyed at him but myself for letting him so close to me. If not for Mira I would have another intimate moment with such a villain.I didn't respond, after some minutes I came out fully dressed this time. Bowing my head slowly as I walked towards the door.He continued to stare at me in disdain. I stood at the door, waiting for the password to unlock it. Instead of telling me the password, he leaned against the door wit
CHAPTER THIRTY SIXCLARA'S POVāI have a photographer that can edit the pictures today. Put on one of your oldest clothes and then he will capture it.ā Adrian's voice sharpened, he picked up his phone.After we were fully dressed, he took several group photographs.āI hope the photographer can edit properly, because the pictures have to look really real. It has to look as if we're in Italy right now.ā I suggested, he nodded his head in agreement. That was the first time we agreed cordially on the same idea.Fifteen minutes later the photographer sent the picture we sent across. It was fully edited that I couldn't recognize the truth, we looked truly like family.Our face in resemblance, our clothes in resemblance. Indeed thanks to Adrian interference we would have been doomed.āThank you, John.ā He greeted me over the phone, before walking towards our direction.We gasped at ease, until another strategic question spinned in my head.āThis photograph looks recent. What if they ask for
CHAPTER THIRTY FIVECLARA'S POV āMr Barton, you're welcome to our mansion! I'm sorry for how inquisitive I was towards your family.ā She snapped, placing her hands onto the elderly woman's lap.āWe have a comfortable visitors room, I would show you around now. The room is all yours for the period of time you will be here.ā She snapped, as we stood up walking towards the room.We stood at the entrance as she showed them everything about the room. Indeed the room was so pleasant to the eyes, I never knew that something like this existed.āThis is our guest room, you can stay here for now.ā She voiced, the elderly people murmured before entering the room. As they were about to shout the door across us, I could see the joy in their faces.At least the interrogation that almost cost our peace of mind was over for today. They said a detective has a way of getting to the bottom of everything and that was the perfect definition of this family.Deep down it didn't sit well with me, I couldn't







