Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Forgotten Heiress: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

The fake uniform I had on smelled like fresh detergent and engine oil.I pulled at the oversized sleeves for what felt like the hundredth time before letting out a quiet sigh.“If you keep doing that,” Blake said from the driver’s seat without taking his eyes off the road, “you’re going to wrinkle the uniform before we even get to the gate.”“I can’t help it.”“You’ve said that five times already.” Blake giggled.I rolled my eyes but still couldn’t stop myself from adjusting the cap sitting low over my forehead.I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the rearview mirror,The disguise looked convincing enough.Blake, Fox, and I all wore blue overalls with a company logo stitched across the chest. Fake identification cards hung around our necks, and a heavy toolbox sat in the back of the van.If I didn’t know we were pretending I would’ve believed we were an actual maintenance crew.Still…My heart refused to calm down.Fox sat beside me in complete silence. He had a fake beard on and a p

As the gate shut behind us and we drove in, Fox’s last words rang in my head.We really didn’t know what awaited us inside. There could be more obstacles inside that house.I swallowed hard. Be optimistic, Athena, I silently told myself.I looked at the house in front of us through the windshield.This looked different from the other El Camino mansions I had seen.I had expected something ridiculously huge, with fountains, expensive statues, and enough glass to blind anyone standing outside.Instead…The house was surprisingly simple It wasn’t small, definitely not cheap either Just quiet.The kind of quiet rich people with too many secrets liked.The walls were painted a soft cream colour, with dark wooden windows that looked almost ordinary from a distance.If someone drove past this place, they’d probably think it belonged to an old wealthy family who preferred privacy.But I knew better. This house wasn’t built to impress people It was built to stay unnoticed.My eyes drifted towar

My breath seized the moment the footsteps stopped outside the Galloway Nobody said a word. We stared at one another with shocking expressions.If whoever was outside saw us standing in front of this door…Everything could be over.“What do we do now?” I turned to Fox and Blake.“That must be the maid but she wasn’t supposed to have returned yet it’s not even ten minutes since she left” he sighed.“Shit, the bathroom we were working on is too far from here. If we try running back there now, she’ll definitely catch us.” I scratched my head in frustration.Fox thought for a second before replying.“First, we close this door for now and find somewhere close to hide.”Then he turned to Blake.“Whatever you do, don’t let her come this way. Find a way to stop her from checking on us.”Blake nodded Without saying another word, he picked up the toolbox and walked straight toward the hallway as though he had been there the entire time.Fox grabbed my hand and pulled me along. I didn’t even ask w

My fingers curled into fists so tightly beside me that I could feel my nails piercing into my skin as I stared at the photograph of my parents and Mrs. El Camino.The rage building inside me knew no bounds.The reason for my anger wasn’t because I was seeing my parents in a photograph with Dexter’s mother.That was far from it.The El Caminos had taken countless pictures with the Mallways before everything fell apart so it wasn't surprising to see this picture.What broke something inside me was the way Mrs. El Camino held that picture. She touched it so gently and held onto it like it was an egg.Almost as though she was trying to preserve my parents’ memory.If I didn’t know how evil the El Camino family truly was, I probably would’ve believed she genuinely cared. I would’ve fallen for how real the sadness in her eyes looked right now.But I knew better. Her emotions weren’t real. The entire El Camino family was a bunch of hypocrites for still holding onto my parents’ pictures.The

“Athena.”I felt someone tapping me from my sleep.My eyes opened slowly. I stretched, yawning loudly.“How long was I asleep?” I asked. Blake was standing beside the open car door.“About an hour,” he replied.I turned toward Fox’s seat. He wasn’t there.“Where’s Fox?”I sat up straight. That was when I realized I didn’t even know where we were.“Am I dreaming, or does this look nothing like my house?” I asked Blake.What I was seeing was an empty warehouse. I rubbed my tired eyes.“I decided to stop us here before heading back to your cottage,” Blake said. “This warehouse belongs to one of my companies. It’s abandoned and sits on the outskirts of town.”“Really?”I glanced around before stepping out of the car.“Did you drop Fox off already? Because I still can’t see him.”I looked around the warehouse.“He’s still here,” Blake replied. “He just stepped out to answer a call. He didn’t want to wake you. He’ll be back soon.”“Alright but why did you stop here we here?”He walked toward t