All Chapters of My obsessive brother in-law: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Varda's POV Although Asher's birthday haf started off a bit weird but after eating the cake at the restaurant, we took Asher to an amusement park where they were a lot of other kids around his age. I was so glad to see Asher bonding with the other kids while they laughed and ran around with kites in their hands, Stephen and I on the other hand sat quietly on a bench, monitoring Asher from a distance. I could feel Stephen casually sneak glances at me, there were other times our eyes would actually meet but Stephen said absolutely nothing to me. He had a bit of an interrogative look on his face and it was like he was just waiting for me to say something, to give him the go ahead to start. I cleared my throat, it would be best to give him the go ahead now, rather than when we get to the mansion. I turned to gaze at Stephen and I was not surprised to see that he was already staring at me. I was a bit startled by his gaze but Stephen on the other hand remained stoic, his gaze on me n

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 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 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 At breakfast, we all ate in silence. Fransisca still was no where to be found. I was tempted to ask Stephen about it yet again but like I mentioned earlier, Stephen would only find my questions suspicious and that would be only make things even more complicated. I was genuinely surprised Clara joined us for breakfast. Was she like part of the family now? I mean it was not like this was a family anyways, did I even count them as one?I felt like the main reason why everyone was quiet was because Francis was amongst us. He was having breakfast with us too and to be honest, I felt uncomfortable so I guessed everyone else did, especially Asher because Francis did not do a good job at hiding his hate for the poor boy. Francis eventually cleared his throat. “Why does everyone seem to be so quiet. Is there something no one is telling me?” He asked. Everyone still remained quiet, including Stephen because there was really nothing to talk about plus no one really wanted Francis