Escape

A resounding slap from nowhere colided with Charvie's cheek, her head swaying to the left side with the force.

A slight smirk formed on Isa's lips, but for a minute, Bryan's face held a look of real concern "she thought she is smart." Isabella's sneakily curled her hand around Bryan's waist, even though she knew her parents where not far, watching the scene unraveling between Elder Mrs. Hayes, and Charvie.

Charvie tried forcing her hands away from the maids holding her back, as she threw a death glare at Grandma Hayes, who was shocked, at the lady's new behavior, but swallowed it instantly because of pride.

"That eyes..." Grandma Hayes scoffed "you wouldn't be the first stubborn in law I have dealt with, maids!!" She called out to the other three maids who stood behind her "get me the whips!!" She commanded, her voice sending shudder to everyone's spine except Charvie.

"Grandmother, aren't you taking things to far?" Bryan was forced to ask, getting a pinch from Isa, and a glare from his grandmother.

"One of you should get the whip and the two others should escort the young master to one of the companies." Elder Mrs. Hayes ordered, with the maids going to carry out their various tasks immediately.

"Coming to my room, in a mannerless visit, don't you think it is way to rude old Mrs. Helena Kelly Hayes." Charvie said, coming as a shock to everyone.

'when did she become like this?' even the maids about to take Bryan out paused, not sure they heard Charvie well.

'she even dared to call Elder Mrs. Hayes 'old' which everyone knew the woman hated deeply, and even by her full name.'

"You little brat, the guts, the audacity," Mrs. Helena Hayes got furious, her anger vivid in her voice "get me the whip!! And when she is whipped severely, I want her locked in a room with neither food nor water until tomorrow, the day of her wedding."

"And you think I will get married to your cheat of a grandson, after what he had done yesterday." A sudden laughter escape Charvie's lips.

"You've got some nerves little sister to talk to grandmother in such manner." Isabella was quick to talk, so Charvie wouldn't go further in talking, making Grandma Hayes go look for evidence, putting she and Bryan in a tight spot.

"Shameless little brat, after drugging both your sister and your lover, you are trying to play saint." Charvie knew no matter what she told the woman, she will still take her grandson side, he his family, and she is just an outsider, who came to their house for more riches, Charvie smirked dryly in her mind.

The maid who had left the other maids, came back with a long whip in her hand "strip her, and make sure she is whipped properly until I ask you to stop, don't let the marks out on visible places, her back will do."

"Grandmother!!" Bryan who hasn't left half yelled, as he watched the old woman walk past him, and the others in the room, except from the maids left the room, as Isabella slams the door shut, anger burning within her, seeing how Bryan was being emotional for her sister, she made sure the door was locked perfectly, that Charvie won't be able to flee from the room no matter what.

Just feet's away from the door, Isabella grinned, as she heard the light whimper, and the slash of air in the room "Caught you off guard little sister, let's see how you will be able to walk for your wedding tomorrow."

SAN FRANCISCO AIRPORT....

"I will love no one to know I am back to San Francisco, I will show up to my family when I think it's time." Still in the airplane which had just descended on the tarmac, his aura commanding respect, with his neatly packed black hair, in his impeccable custom made suit, was the eldest son of the Hayes, Cruz Hayes.

"Yes, I think a disguise will be nice boss, it will save us from time wasting in the airport." Cruz nodded as one of the guard in the airplane said.

The man sitting opposite him, had a ear piece on the left side of his ear, looking like one of the guards, but looking closely, you will know he wasn't one of 'em, though he had a good physique, but his skin was to glowing to be one, his facial features beautiful but unreadable, just like Cruz.

"What do you say Frost?" Cruz asked the man who sat opposite him, holding a tablet.

"Still sticking to the plan, I have promised not to return here, so I still have to stay low, untill you regain your memories, and we can move back to Mexico, in search of the last person on my list." Frost gritted his teeth, as he pronounced 'last person on my list', his fist clenched tightly.

"Staying in an hotel for now will be okay, but we need to get out of here without anybody's noticing."

Frost had been like a brother to Cruz ever since their encounter in a fretful situation, Cruz had been a huge help to him lot of time, and it was his time to return the huge favor, before he goes back on his mission, to find the people, who had made the early stage of his life hell.

Cruz issue is a complicated one, waking up in an hospital, with bandages wrapped around his head, twenty five years ago, and faces he had never seen before around him, a woman who called herself his mother, shedding serious tears, a father, who looked at him with longing, and an older sister, who showed an indifferent look, with a kid in her arms, but he couldn't remember anything, all he could remember was that he had a name 'Cruz Hayes' and this people went by his last name.

More stories unfolded, that at the age of six, he was taken away by his father's brother, because he wanted the family wealth, and at that time, the older master of the Hayes had made it in a way, that anyone of his two sons who gives him an heir first will take seventy percent of his wealth, but it became a twist when both brother gave birth on the same day, to two identical boys..... Cruz and Dylan, who is now Cruz, and the father of both grown up men shared his wealth fifty fifty.

Both boys of the Hayes grew together, Cruz had even by chance seen the real Cruz in a picture, after he had lost his memory, and how the boy had looked like his replica, but the real Cruz, the second brother's son di@d, and his father, the second brother covered it very well, hiding it from the family and kidnapped his other brother's son......Cruz lit a cigarette, burning his mother's complicated story along with the cigarette, which grew smaller in his hands after few long draw.

KLEIN'S MANSION.....

Charvie's tears fell nonstop as she bangs on the door, in her nude form, her leg weakening, her back aching, due to the intensity of the whip, the maids had used on her.

They had taken her phone, after she had threatened she was going to go live, and she would show the world how cruel and stupid the Hayes are, and Mrs. Hayes, had asked the maids to start all over again, whipping her crazily this time, from noon till dawn.

"I am not fvcking going to get married to your bastard, and cheat of a son, and if I do, I will choke him to de@th, or even pois0n the ass wipe..." She knew very well Mrs. Hayes was still in the house with her fvcking maids.

If only she could call for help, and just run away from them, so she won't have to get married to Bryan tomorrow.

A crazy thought, suddenly crossed her mind, before her eyes moved to the large window of her room, she slowly walked to her alarm, with intense pain in her back and leg.

Checking the time, as she winced in pain with every step she took 'past seven'

She found a robe lying on her bed taking it, she wears it, painful moan tearing from her lips, as she bit her lips back with tears rolling down her cheeks, now she had learnt the new truth, her family doesn't love her, but are after wealth, she remembered the time she got whipped for the second time, her father and mother's face held no concern, but fear not to do anything to make Mrs. Hayes angry, with her mother, shouting it loud and clear to her ears to 'shut up'

'Was she even their daughter? If they can just tell her the truth now she wouldn't be surprised.' she thought, before walking to her wardrobe, bringing out all her bedsheets, as she began to knot them together, after she was done, the bed sheets had now formed a long thick rope.

She moved towards the window, her body tired out, famished and in pains, as she lets down the long and well tied bedsheets, her hand gripping on the tight end, before she pushed a wood hard table to her side, fastening it firmly around it heavy leg.

Mrs. Hayes sat in the Klein's living room, refusing their tea "I will love the special ones made for me at home." The pride in her voice evident "And I am not sure you can afford the ingredients I use to make my tea, so I will just wait until my soon to be daughter in law is in her right senses, and I will leave." Mrs. Klein face reddened with embarrassment, as she signaled for the Klein's family maid to return the tea.

"The wedding gown will be brought here, early morning tomorrow, I specially ordered one, made of the purest silk, and most expensive material, down to it threads, and her specialist is said to be the best in San Francisco." Mrs. Hayes said, a brilliant smile on her cheek, and Isabella face squints with a deep frown, her finger scratching off little leather from the sofa she sat on.

"We are so greatful, can't wait for us to be officially families." Mr. Klein said, his smile almost touching his ears like he had won a jackpot after lots of suffering.

"My pleasure, only few gets the chance to stay close to the Hayes, but you people are very lucky."

"Hehehe, yes, we are." Mrs. Klein who tried hiding the jealousy and hate she had for the woman because of her crazy pride said, with a fake chuckle.

"Go and check my soon to be granddaughter in law." Mrs. Hayes ordered the maids, who left instantly.

Few seconds later, the maids ran back with a tensed look "The young miss has escaped." The maids kneel cap weakened, as they fell on their kneels in union.