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Arabella Rivera

"Please don't take too long in there Arabella," Gertrude whispered, looking down the hallway then flicking her eyes back to me.

"I'll just take a second, I'll be out before mother gets back here. " I promised while scanning my eyes over father's study.

It was very neat for a man who didn't allow his maid in there. Everything was lined perfectly and one would think he had never touched the place.

If I needed mother to believe that her husband was a cheating bastard and a drug lord, I needed proof. Not only for her, but the police. I just really hope I would get some evidence even if I didn't know what I was looking for specifically.

"I hope you know what you're doing Arabella," Gertrude sighs and closes the door. I hear the soft padding of her footsteps as she leaves me alone in my father's study.

I pressed my lips together looking around the room. I didn't know where to start first. I didn't even know what I was looking for.