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Author: Rossy
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CATALINA

I gripped my phone tightly, repeating his statement in my head over and over again, baffled by his suspicion of Dante.

“Out of all people, why him? Why not James? Because he is thirsty for our wealth. Why not Fiona? Because she is envious and wants to take my place. Why not them?” Uncle Mondo became quiet. “And why not you? Because you're the closest to him.”

He scoffed, feeling offended. “You’re suspecting me, Catalina.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t help it. I have a lot of whys, and you are included in them.”

Instead of getting an answer, he ended the call without a word.

My suspicion of him starts growing deeper to the point I’m so eager to find the answers to my father’s death. There’s a foul. It’s obvious.

***

“You didn't sleep well?” Dante suddenly asked inside the elevator.

“Hmm.”

“Why?”

“Insomnia.” I simply responded.

The thought that Dante and Uncle Mondo were involved in my father’s death haunted me last night. I couldn't sleep thinking about why this was happening.

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  • THE REMARRIED HEIRESS    194

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  • THE REMARRIED HEIRESS    191

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