Chapter 6 Their Evil Plan

Amelie had taken a taxi straight to the Arnuad Estate after dropping Michelle and Miguel at their school. As The taxi drove past the iron gates, she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over her.

It was unusual for her father to demand so adamantly that she returned home after what he had done eight years ago.

For a fact, she knew he didn't feel guilty but she had to come for her mother's necklace.

'What a pain.' Amelie thought as her taxi came to a stop in front of the grand Arnuad mansion.

She paid the driver and stepped out. The house was still the same old grey, emotion-deprived mansion she'd grown up in. Even though she'd been gone for 8 years, nothing much had changed. There was no warmth and no comfort. It was cold and empty.

Amelie decided to retrieve the necklace quickly. She had no intention of staying here for any second longer.

With a steeled mind, Amelie approached the door and was just about to ring the doorbell when her father pulled the door open.

"Amelie, you came!" He greeted, putting on a smile that was way too unsettling for Amelie. She quickly realized that it was a fake smile. "Welcome. Tea has just been served in the dining room, how about you join us?"

"Tea? Like hell I would." Amelie snarled. "I'm here only for my mother's necklace, now where is it?" She asked while stepping into the house.

"Straight to the point, eh?" Fernando mused. "Your mother's things are in her room, I didn't touch a single one as said." He informed.

Amelie didn't wait a second longer and began walking up the stairs, toward the room where her mother's things were being kept. In her desperation to get her hands on her treasured necklace, she had missed the glance exchanged between her father and some men in black suits.

Amelie finally arrived in the room where her mother's things were being kept. Just as her father had said, all the things were still intact.

Amelie breathed out a sigh of relief and for a second, allowed her eyes to roam the familiar structure of her mother's room.

The familiar Italian chairs, the dresser, and her old rocking chair. All those things brought back good memories as Amelie drug her fingers against the furniture.

Finally, her eyes landed on the large wooden wardrobe, and with a gentle smile on her lips, she approached it.

She opened the wardrobe and pulled on a lower drawer, exposing a smaller wooden box with cursive writing on the top.

Amelie ran her finger along the cursive words that her mother's name had been written in before gently pulling the wooden box open, a smile basking in her lips when she found the sapphire necklace lying unbothered in the box.

"Found it." She breathed happily. At least one good thing had come out from her coming to this accursed house.

Just as she was about to pull the necklace out of the box, a sharp blow suddenly a spot on the back of her neck and she collapsed to the ground.

"Good job." Her father's voice rang out as his footsteps approached her. "Bring the doctors in."

Immediately those words left the man's mouth, and a few experienced doctors barged into the room, carrying medical kits with them, which they later placed beside Amelie's body and unzipped it. They began inspecting her as if she was some sort of corpse.

"How is it?" Fernando asked, appearing behind the doctors.

"Alright, we just need to extract a few bags." The head doctor responded, glancing at Amelie who they thought was fully unconscious. "She will be out of consciousness for a few hours."

Fernando nodded and with a satisfied smile, watched as the doctors began drawing blood from Amelie's body.

After the blood draw was completed, Audrey and Chloe walked in and laughed loudly seeing the state that Amelie was in.

"My god! It's so fresh to see you being reduced to nothing." She mocked, bending down beside her half-unconscious stepdaughter. "Didn't you dare threaten me yesterday? Now look where you are!"

Chloe suggested. "Father, wouldn't it be too much of a waste to throw Amelie away without any gain? Shouldn't she be put to more use?"

"How so?" Fernando asked.

"Didn't you say that you were recently undergoing a business deal with Mr. White?" Chloe started. "Wouldn't Amelie's body be a good bargaining tool for you to have a successful deal?"

They were planning on doing what?! Amelie couldn't believe what she was hearing as she slipped in and out of consciousness.

Her father was planning on selling her body to some stranger to complete his business dealings? Again?!

"That's an excellent idea, Chloe." Audrey praised, nodding at her daughter's suggestion.

"Then let's have Mr. White come to pick her up." Fernando decided, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Also, make sure she's drugged. We don't want her escaping and ruining the plan."

Fernando walked out of the room and Chloe and Audrey snickered wickedly as they approached Amelie, eyeing her half-unconscious body.

"Who would have thought that you'd turn out to be so useful after showing up? Don't worry Amelie, your father and I are going to put your body to good use." Amelie wanted to resist but she once again felt herself falling unconscious.

The last thing she remembered before completely p*ssing out, was the sharp prick of a needle in her arm and Audrey's maniacal laughter.