Chapter Thirteen

"Babe, I am calling to know if you got home safely?" Jonathan asked her with concern laced in his voice, and Alicia calmly replied, "Yes, babe. But I want to take my bath now."

"Alright. Why not invite me to join you in the bathroom?" Jonathan teased her, and Alicia smiled, laughing as she stood beside her bed.

She took her seat on her bed and said, "You can come and join me."

"I will. I am glad that you accepted my ring. Don't worry, I am working on helping you raise the money to clear your father's debt. Once we raise it, then you won't have anything to worry about," he told her, and she rolled her eyes.

"I know. I love you very much, John," Alicia said.

"Me too. Take care," Jonathan said, and the phone call ended.

Meanwhile, Jonathan had gone to his evening duty as a police officer. His mind was filled with thoughts of silencing Wendy. He didn't want her or anyone to come between him and Alicia.

Alicia, however, smiled and placed her phone on her beside drawer before she rose from her bed and went into her bathroom to shower.

Once she came out of the bathroom, Alicia dried her wet body, donned a white nightdress, and went downstairs to have her dinner as she hadn't eaten anything.

When Alicia came downstairs, the living room was dead silent. She moved over to the kitchen and found one of her mother's maids there.

"Clara, have you prepared dinner yet?" Alicia asked, but Clara, a young woman who was shorter than Alicia, shook her head and replied, "No, Alicia. Your mother said we should leave and not work for you guys again."

"What?!" Alicia's eyes widened in surprise as she was very hungry.

Clara looked at her pitifully, and Alicia asked, "So there are no leftovers?"

"No, Madam. I only came out to clean the kitchen before leaving. I will be going home soon. Everyone has gone," Clara sadly spoke to Alicia, and Alicia bit her lower lip.

"I am so hungry. Fine, how much does my father pay you monthly?" Alicia asked; she couldn't allow Clara to leave. Who would take care of their home and laundry?

"$2000 monthly," Clara replied, and Alicia's eyes widened in shock.

"That's a whole lot of money. How much do I earn monthly? $100,000. So if I give you $20,000, I will be left with $80,000. Fine, you don't have to go. I will pay you. But are there groceries in this house?" Alicia asked as she was famished.

Clara nodded and replied, "Yes. I will make something for you now. Let me prepare the yam left in the cabinet."

"Fine. Hurry up with it," Alicia replied as she moved to the fridge and grabbed a fruit juice bottle. She sighed and went back to the dining room to sit and wait for her dinner.

To Alicia's shock, she saw Samantha come downstairs, wearing a black armless dress that perfectly accentuated her figure.

Samantha had light makeup on her face, and she had redone her hair and makeup to look just like Alicia. They could pass for twins if you didn't know them properly...

"My goodness!" Alicia gasped, as she was absent-minded when Samantha came downstairs. So she was shocked to see her sister looking like her.

"Where did you get this dress from? And where are you going again?" Alicia asked her sister with a raised eyebrow, and Samantha smiled.

"I am going to see Damian Tucker today. What else? I called Jeff, and he told me that he could help me out, and that's if Damian will accept me," Samantha said, smiling, and Alicia's eyes narrowed at her older sister.

"You can't be serious. Why do you want Damian? Of all the good men that are asking you out, you prefer a mafia lord? Don't you value your life?" Alicia queried her older sister, but Samantha looked at her and smiled.

"You're still a child. In this part of the world, money rules, and I want that money and power. Damian is just the right person to help me get to the top of my career," Samantha said, but Alicia shook her head.

"Please don't go, Sama. I don't want to lose you. We aren't sure yet if they will let go of Father," Alicia begged, but Samantha cut her off.

"Enough! You're so selfish. Do you think Jonathan is a saint? That man-whore is the one you're claiming and acting righteous for!" Samantha spoke to Alicia angrily, and Alicia's eyes narrowed at her older sister.

"Don't you dare talk about my boyfriend like that!" Alicia warned, her voice shaking, and Samantha laughed.

"Then you shouldn't condemn Damian Tucker too. See, the pot calling the kettle black. You know nothing. I am going to one of Damian's clubs tonight. Let's hope that he will accept my offer and let go of Dad. I don't want to lose Mom during this crisis. And how do I look?" Samantha asked as she rose from her dining chair and smiled at her sister.

"Not bad. You look decent," Alicia said, and Samantha replied, "Thanks to this dress that Dad bought for us. I can look like you for once."

Alicia frowned as she understood the meaning of what Samantha said.

"Be careful out there, sister!" Alicia called as Samantha reached for the living room exit door.

"You don't have to worry. I will be fine," Samantha smirked as she pulled the living room door open and left the house.

Samantha wore silver heels and carried a silver bag. She sighed and went to her car, getting into her red Range Rover Sport. It was a birthday present from her father.

Samantha picked up her phone and contacted Jeff Brody.

"I am coming over now," she said before hanging up.

Samantha took a deep breath, started her car, and drove off to one of Damian's clubs in their developed state.

*****

Caden arrived home just as Samantha left the house. He watched her car pull away and murmured, "Where is Samantha going at this time of day?"

It was past 7 PM, and Caden sighed as he drove his car into the garage and parked it.

The security men locked up the gate while Caden entered the living room and saw Alicia at the dining table.

"Where is Samantha going at this time? Did she tell you?" Caden asked with growing suspicion. He suspected that Samantha was probably going to see Damian.

"She is an adult, and she didn't tell me," Alicia lied, looking away from Caden as he approached her.

"You're lying to me. That's why you can't meet my eyes. Did Samantha tell you where she is going?!"

"Yes. She is going to see Damian!" Alicia announced, and Caden gasped.

"What?! I need to call her back right now!"

Caden was angry, but Alicia continued eating her yam, as Clara had already served her dinner.

"It's a waste. Samantha wants to be with Damian for other reasons, and she wouldn't back off if you call her," Alicia said, and Caden sighed.

His hands were on his waist as he felt frustrated. He had gone through his father's company today and found out that his father was involved in illegal business. If it got out to the government, his father would face jail time.

"Fine. I hope she stays safe. I am fed up with all of you and will likely leave this state for my peace of mind until everything settles," Caden said, moving to the stairs to retire to his room above.

"You cannot run away from trouble. You have to face it and set yourself free. Running away isn't the solution. Damian has far more connections than you can think of, and his men are everywhere," Alicia remarked, and Caden paused on the stairs, but he didn't look back at her.

He shook his head and finally retreated upstairs.