ROSY My presence caused the noisy room to become as silent as a graveyard. I glared at their scowling faces one after another before taking my seat, far away from them. I knew that a day like this would come; I knew that they would never keep quiet about the will for long. If not for my behavior at the funeral, they would have had the will read out on that day; that was their plan. “I thought you would never show up; besides, isn’t this a gathering for people who are interested in the family’s fortune?” Melanie mocked. “Be quiet, Mel,” Silas warned, and she narrowed her eyes at him, cursing him to his face. Silas is a cousin who doesn’t exist to everyone. He is always minding his company and affairs. Ever since we were young, Silas never associated with or participated in any group activity, even when begged to. He doesn’t taunt me nor save me from taunts, his behavior makes it impossible to tell if he is a friend or foe. He looked up at him again and found his c
ROSY “We will read the will,” Mr. Rodrigo declared and cleared his throat loudly, making me narrow my eyes in irritation. This has always been their desire, having all the fortunes to themselves. I leaned into the seat, sighing out in anger as I shut my sense of hearing to everything the lawyer was rambling about. I wasn’t interested in knowing what was bequeathed to them. However, one thing was certain: the smile on their face was incomplete; probably, they hadn’t received what they were looking forward to having. "All my estates in the country go to my lovely granddaughter, Rosy Connor." “The estate is bequeathed to Rosy?” those words got me snapping my eyes up at them. Anger and disappointment were laced on their faces as they glared at me. I switched my attention away from them and looked at Mr. Rodrigo who had paused to let their anger wear off. “The estates?” I asked in a low mocking voice. “Yes, all the estates under Madam Helen’s name were bequeathed to
ROSY Silence fell in the room as everyone tried to comprehend what Mr. Rodrigo just spilled. “Ro… Rosy?” Karen stuttered, her eyes full of disbelief. Mr. Rodrigo stared at them, his lips stretched in a thin line of anger. “I will not repeat myself!” He said in an agitated voice, huffing loudly as he packed his things together. I blinked severally and smiled triumphantly, killing them with the intimidating aura that emitted from me. “Did you hear that or should I repeat Mr. Rodrigo’s words?” I chuckled, enjoying the smear of dismay on their faces. Mariano burst into a bitter laugh, shaking his head in distrust. “I knew it, I knew it would come to this,” he muttered, boiling in bitterness and anger. “Then you shouldn’t be surprised,” I remarked, beaming with smiles. Melanie sprang up and shook her little fingers at me. “You killed her, you killed madam Helen!” she blurted out and everyone’s eyes widened. I batted my lashes and scowled at her, not panicking at her baseless ac
SILAS I groaned loudly and slammed the phone on the table, ruffling my hair in anger. “Don’t tell me that arrogant troublemaker saved her again?” I muttered, sighing loudly in defeat. My brows twitched as questions roamed in my head. How did Caleb get to know that I was planning to kill Rosy? This is strange. Does he have an informant among us? But even if he does, how did he come to find out my intentions? No one else knows about this, not even the rest of the family members. I scoffed out loudly, unable to place how Caleb was able to figure out my plots. “Doing things alone will only lead to failure,” the voice that spoke up behind me made me spin around, full of fear. My fears died down when I saw Mariano smirking at me as he leaned leisurely on the door jamb. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I muttered, pretending to be unaware of the meaning of his words. “I heard you, Silas, you attempted to take Rosy’s life,” Mariano said, a smirk tugged at the cor
ROSY I sat in the interrogation room, rolling the necklace in my hand as I stared intently at it, wondering where I had seen it. I wonder why everything looks so familiar; the birthmark, the scent of that stranger, and the necklace in my hand. The door opened, and the interrogator walked in with Mariano trailing behind him, his wrists clenched together in handcuffs. “You brat!" Mariano snapped and I craned my neck, glaring murderously at him. “Brat?" I scoffed, narrowing my eyes at him. “You filed a complaint against me and had me arrested?" He growled, shaking his handcuffed wrist at me. "You tried to kill me, didn't you? You sent an assassin to take my life yesterday,” I muttered and he scoffed, shaking his head as a large grin covered his face. “Why will I waste my time on that? I have better things to do!" “I think the best accomplishment of your life is to see me lying dead in a coffin," I replied. His lips twitched into a smirk, he slumped into the chair at the other
ROSYThe stranger’s taunts haunted me, causing several questions to arise in my head.I sighed and stared out of the window, enjoying the calming air that pushed all my worries away for a moment An idea snapped into my head and I forced my eyes open.“Turn the car around, take me to the Connor mansion,” I ordered.The chauffeur obeyed without questions and drove to the Connor mansion which was no longer inhibited by Madam Helen.I got out of the car and walked past the security without getting any queries.The questions in my mind increased the closer I got to the large house standing before me.A breath escaped my lips as I pushed the large doors open and stepped into the house.If there is a way to find Madam Helen’s murderer, then this is the way.I can’t sit there and blame my evil relatives with no evidence. I have to find out who killed Madam Helen, whoever it is needs to be fished out.The few cleaners left in the house went about their business, paying no attention
CALEB Mario burst into my office, heaving loudly in anger. I craned my neck, shooting up my brows in question. “Your ex-wife is dramatic,” he chuckled, making my eyes dim. “What happened?” I questioned, expecting a more understandable response. “She thinks I have a brother with the same mark; not only that, but she also claimed that I saved her last night,” he muttered. “Saved her?” I muttered, curving up my lips. “Hmm,” Mario hummed, feeling unconcerned as he slumped into a couch and poured himself some brandy. My mind reeled as to what Mario said reechoed in my head. A brother with the same mark? Could it be that Mario has a brother? A twin? I shook my head in disbelief. If his brother knew about him then he would have come for him a long time ago. Perhaps, it was a misunderstanding. “Did you find anything?” Mario’s soft voice slipped into my mind. I cranked my head in his direction and shook my head negatively. “I couldn’t find anything.” “Going to the Co
ROSY I groaned out, rubbing my burning head. I dropped my head to the side and felt a chilling feeling snap across my body. My lashes fluttered as my eyes snapped open. I sprang up and gasped out as my eyes fell on the chains clad around my wrists and ankles. My heart thumped loudly in my chest as I slowly took in the environment. I was in a dark room, sprawled out on a bare floor, with a skull-breaking headache tormenting me severely. I groaned out again and shook my head, trying to shake my consciousness back into place. “Help me!” I screamed out loudly, hoping that someone would hear me and come to my rescue. A low groan behind me made me shudder slightly. “Can you stop shouting?” a familiar voice muttered and my jaws dropped open. Wasn’t that Caleb’s voice? I batted my lashes and counted to ten before parting my lips to spew out words that would either determine my survival or death. “Who are you?” I asked, cranking my head back to the dark corner where the voic