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2024-10-29 19:42:56"Are you sure this is going to work?" Drake said as we are on our way to El Segundo the location Matthew sent me.
"Positive."
"What if she doesn’t believe us?"
"Drake relaxes, as long as we keep calm and act like we don’t have any idea of who they are, we’ll be fine," I said as I’m applying red lipstick to my lips.
"Fine, I trust you." Smacking my lips together as I look through the mirror of my compact powder. Once I’m done I close the powder and turned to Drake. "Everything will be fine, I’ll do the talking you will just follow my lead okay?"
"I’m really not good at undercover but okay." The driver announced to us that we have arrived at the place. I got out and straighten my skirt and blazer. I make my way to the front door with Drake beside me. Pressing the doorbell, we waited till she opens the door.
A few minutes later, the door opens revealing a petite woman in her late thirty. She looked at us confused. "Hello, what can I help you with?"
I put on my fake smile. "Hello, are you Mrs. Lucy Castro?" she slowly nods her head. "Yes. That’s me."
A wide grin makes its way to my face. "Then we must be in the right place" she scrunched her eyebrow in confusion. "What do you mean in the right place?" I pretend to look shocked. "Oh, you’re husband didn’t tell you?"
"Tell me what?" she looks a little tense. "That we’ll be decorating your house. Your husband told us, he wants a new painting for the house and the kid's room." she relaxes a bit but looks surprised.
"He did?" I nodded my head. "I’m not supposed to tell you but I’m just really excited to decorate your house!" I pretend to look excited.
"Oh I’m Macy sanders and this is my partner Jack Wilson." We shake her hand. "I’m Lucy, come in." She invites us in. Turning to look at Drake, I gave him a knowing look.
"So how did my husband discovered you?" she asks us. "I was in a hurry and accidentally dropped my stuff but thankfully you’re husband help me. He accidentally saw my card name that’s why he hired me." She nods her head but I can tell she still looks at us suspiciously.
"My husband told you to not tell me but why are you telling me?" she narrowed her eyes at us. Benjamin has told her to not trust strangers. He really did his job well. "That is a good question," I said while chuckling a bit.
"Because he didn’t tell us what your house really looks like, he didn’t give us any detail either, he only told us your favorite color. The last time we meet up, we didn’t discuss anything further. Seeing he is a very busy man I assume. He only wants us to finish everything according to his plans. So that’s why we are here." I explain smoothly. She didn’t say anything for a while, she remained quiet.
"I hope you don’t mind? Or do you want us to go?" she shook her head and smile. "No, It’s okay."
"Mom! Charlie punch me!" a little kid that’s probably been in his 5 years old came running towards his mother. "Caleb stop running in the house!" her mother scolds him. "Sorry, mom but charlie-"
"He’s lying, mom! I didn’t do anything!" a boy that is a little older than Caleb, came running towards their mother. "Okay, you two stop fighting. We talk later but right now, I have a guest. Now you two go and play in the backyard." They pouted but doing it anyway. Probably don’t want to feel their mother's wrath.
Lucy turns to us, she gave us an apologetic look. "Sorry about that. They always like that, fighting."
"It’s okay. The two of you must be tired handling this little munchkin." Lucy looks towards the window that is facing the backyard.
Drake uses this opportunity to nudges me in the arm. I looked in his direction mouthed ‘What’ he replied by giving me a look ‘Munchkin? Seriously?’ I rolled my eyes then turned to look at Lucy.
Thankfully, she still stares looking at her kids. "Didn’t Benjamin tell you?"
"Tell us what?"
"We got divorced." By now I really looked surprised. I didn’t know they got divorced.
"Oh, I’m really sorry to hear that. He still told us the two of you are still married. That’s why he planned this for you." I honestly feel sorry for her. She probably the one asking for a divorce once she found out about Benjamin's occupation.
"Don’t be, It’s okay. Even though we got divorced he still comes and checks on the kids every once in a while." She turns to us giving us a sad smile. "Can we take a look at the house?"
"Of course." We went up and take a looked at the house. The house is not big and fancy. It’s just a simple two-story looking house. I told Drake to take the picture of every inch of the room. We head down and do the same with it. Once we are done, I start to make my next move.
We both head to the front door. "Mrs. Castro,"
"Call me Lucy." I nodded my head. "Um... Lucy if you don’t mind, do you know your husband's location? cause I can’t seem to reach him. It always went to voicemail. We have one more thing to discuss the payment and all. If you don’t mind." I said slowly hoping it wouldn’t sound so eager.
She smiles "It’s okay. He told me a few days ago he will be hard to reach but he said, he will be meeting his friends to discuss some business."
"Really? Good timing then. We could go and meet up with him." she nods her head. "Yes, he will be in the Neon Clubs." Neon clubs? Who the hell names a club a neon clubs? I guess we have to go and find out.
"Okay, thank you so much lucy for your help in showing me your house." I shake her hand.
"No problem." We walked out of her house. "Lucy. Do you mind not telling Benjamin about this? Cause he wants it to be a secret."
"Of course no problem. I’ll pretend to be surprised."
"Thank you, Lucy. Have a good day." We both make our way to the car and got in. The driver drove away and I sighed in relief.
"Wow... You nailed it!" Drake hugged me sideways and I chuckled. "Thanks."
"How did you do that? That was really believable."
I shrugged "I join a few plays when I was in high school."
"One thing though, will all this real? I mean will we decorate her house?" I thought for a while then nodded my head. "Yup, to make it more real, we have to hire a design interior. Benjamin will die in a few hours, she will think this is his last give for her."
"Nice plan. Now let’s go and kill that bastard."
I looked at him raising my eyebrow in amusement. "Why are you so eager?"
"Cause I can’t wait to tell Austin about the bet!" my mouth formed into an O. "I almost forgot about that. But, I agree with you can’t wait to see Austin doing all the housework."
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