تسجيل الدخولCHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT CLARA'S POV “We'll think about it and send the message across. We have to meet with our other investors to come to terms with the collaboration.” Mr Marian voiced, I snatched my teeth together.“That's okay, every business requires a proper consultation and research. I will be waiting for your request soon.” She concluded, they joked together before everyone went about their various affairs.“My little, Mira.” I called out, the little girl looked at me strangely, sending a dangerous glare.“What?!” Her tone was sharp and rude, I felt the infuriation in her voice. “I want to prepare you for school and brief you about the interhouse sport rehearsals.” I clearly stated.She went mute still facing the keyboard game she was playing.“I'm a serious child, there's no time. Your father would be angry with me if you don't get to school early.” I motioned, drawing closer to her. The moment I touched the keyboard she splashed the cup of water on my face.“Are you forgettin
CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN CLARA'S POV “Daddy, granny is calling you guys. She offered to make breakfast today and everyone is already available except both of you.” 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.“Good morning, my princess. Tell granny we would be down soon.” He replied, before the door locked.“Woman, 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!” 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 POV“I have a photographer that can edit the pictures today. Put on one of your oldest clothes and then he will capture it.” Adrian's voice sharpened, he picked up his phone.After we were fully dressed, he took several group photographs.“I 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.” 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.“Thank you, John.” He greeted me over the phone, before walking towards our direction.We gasped at ease, until another strategic question spinned in my head.“This photograph looks recent. What if they ask for
CHAPTER THIRTY FIVECLARA'S POV “Mr Barton, you're welcome to our mansion! I'm sorry for how inquisitive I was towards your family.” She snapped, placing her hands onto the elderly woman's lap.“We 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.” 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.“This is our guest room, you can stay here for now.” 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
CHAPTER THIRTY FOURCLARA'S POV He choked profusely, gasping heavily for air. I handed him a glass of water whispering into his ears.“You need to be careful of everything you say in this person's presence. They are very calculative and inquisitive of anything that we say.” I winked at him slightly.“I would like to know the multiple businesses you control. You never knew I could be one of your business partners or become one someday.” Mr Lara said, opening her arms respectfully. The elderly man gave a stance look at first, dropping the glass down.“I'm into the real estate and tech world. We operate in one major zone in Italy.” He mentioned boldly, I couldn't despair where he got such audacity. But perhaps making them believe our charades requires more drama in disguise.“That's really nice, my family also runs one of the biggest technology companies in this country.” She acknowledged, folding her hands in that of her husband. I couldn't appreciate how the elderly people loved thems
CHAPTER THIRTY THREECLARA'S POV We reached the mansion after the two imposters was fully prepared, they looked so wealthy and real. The mansion was quiet when we entered, no one presence was in sight.I walked towards Mira's room to prepare her for school. The entrance of the door was dark and quiet, that it scares the hell out of me.After standing in despair for seconds I opened the door. The little was still sleeping in the dark room, covered with her duvet.“Sleepyhead,” I mentioned mockingly, trying to wake the little girl up before I get a sanction.“Who's that!” She screamed, holding her pillow tightly. Her mind fleeted so hard and as she acted like she just saw a ghost.“Don't be scared Mira. It's your nanny.” I said softly, trying to calm the nervous child, struggling to know why she always reacted this way.“Did the young girl go through a traumatic experience that I didn't know about?” I whispered, observing her reaction, it calculative, her hands shaking profusely.At th







