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The art exhibit was attended by everyone in Vera Mansion. Mrs. Vera was in her golden yellow straight-cut gown. She looked stunning in it, even at her age. And Mrs. Gale was happy in her navy-blue dress. The atmosphere of the mansion was a bit gay. Leonardo was acting normal lately. Only Lara was bragging every day about Leonardo’s distance from her. It was already seven in the morning, and at ten o’clock was the event’s opening. Lara was on the phone with Fredrick, who was asking her to go ahead with the rest. And she was forced to fly fast ahead before Leonardo and the rest. After a few moments, Leonardo came out into the living room in his tuxedo and silver cane. "Is Angela here?" "Not yet, Leonardo," Mrs. Vera answered. "You look handsome in that tuxedo I bought for you from Paris, my son." She smiled. "Angela!" Leonardo called out. "I’m coming!" Angela had almost fallen on the floor as she ran from the corridor to his room. "Ups, sorry. It’s my first time in a body-fit long go
They drove home in silence, and Angela was unable to discuss what caused Leonardo to become enraged and pull them from the venue. She wasn't in the right place to inquire as to what had occurred. Only Mrs. Vera had inquired."Is it still early to go home, Leonardo?" Mrs. Vera wondered if anything was wrong."I'm not feeling well, mom." Leonardo cut her off and remained silent.Leonardo went straight to his room and requested a bottle of wine from Angela. Angela wanted to oppose, but she knew something was boiling inside Leonardo's heart and mind, so she let it flow. Leonardo drank quietly in the corner of the room, crossing his legs on the floor.And Angela decided to sit at the edge of the bed near the door. She kept staring at Leonardo silently, afraid to say a word that might rile his temper."Traitor," Leonardo murmured."Who?" Angela asked."I couldn’t believe they could do that to me." Leonardo groaned, "Trying to scam the art exhibit was unbelievably unacceptable to me. He’s my
The path up the cliff was steep and rocky beneath the dense forest and bushes. The unpassed path was also dangerous for Leonardo, who was blind. He was determined, however, to touch the ground where Esmeralda had died a long time ago. "It's too difficult to pursue the location, Leonardo," but Leonardo was not returning. Angela slid and fell to the ground a few meters away from the spot."Ouch!" Angela cried as she placed her hand on the ground to keep herself from slamming her entire body."Angela!" Leonardo screamed, concerned. "What's going on?""I slipped and fell," Angela explained in pain, "but I'm fine now.""Did you injure yourself?""I got a cut on my palm, but I'm fine.""Are you sure?""Certainly."Leonardo didn't realize that Angela's palm was bleeding and she was simply gripping it tightly to control the blood flow. Leonardo told her to look up at the veranda behind his studio and estimate the exact spot on the ground where Esmeralda's body had been broken and twisted as t
Leonardo remained silent after hearing Angela's confession. "How come you hit him with a rock?" "He wanted to rape me," Angela recalled, shaking her head. Leonardo gritted his teeth as he listened to Angela's story. She was certain she had killed Fredrick, but she needed to be certain. So, she asked Leonardo for permission to return to the cliff. But Leonardo had decided to accompany her. The ground where Fredrick was bloodily lying was wet from the rain, and he was nowhere to be found. Angela was tortured by not knowing what happened to Fredrick. Did he survive, or was he discovered and brought to a hospital? She reflected. They did not stay on the cliff for long. Angela was too nervous, so Leonardo let her go to her room early. But Angela couldn't sleep. She spent the entire afternoon calling all of the hospitals in the city using the directory, but she couldn't find Fredrick. And they still don't know what happened to him the next day. Angela dialed Fredrick's number, but no one
The morning came, but Angela hadn’t slept after opening the first page of Esmeralda’s diary. She didn’t have the guts to read it. She felt she had no right to intrude on Esmeralda’s secret, so she closed it and laid it inside the drawer. The only person who had the right to hear its content was Leonardo.The lobby from the pink room was quiet, and it gave Angela creepy feelings. She felt like eyes were looking at her, watching what she was doing. That’s why she made the room secure from any silent rummager. But she was aware that if anything happened to the diary, Mrs. Vera would be held accountable because she had the spare key to the room.Angela heard the conversation from outside the house. Leonardo and Mrs. Vera were talking to a stranger. The man was tall and masculine. He was probably between the ages of 36 and 40. A few minutes later, she learned that Leonardo had hired a house guard. "This is Angela, my nurse. And she'd been with us for quite some time. "Following the introd
"Why are you so interested in acquiring Esmeralda's diary, mom?" Leonardo's face was serious, but Mrs. Vera couldn't give him a satisfactory reason for taking the diary. Mrs. Vera simply stated that she was looking for it to keep for Esmeralda, which is insufficient for Leonardo, but she persists. She kept on rubbing her hands. The night had gotten colder, but Angela was feeling hot on her face and ears. The tension was unavoidable."How about paying attention to what's written on the page where Esmeralda mentioned her concern about my father?" Leonardo suggested to his mother that he ask Angela to read for Mrs. Vera. In the middle of Angela's reading, her mother burst into tears, trembling and leaning against the wall for support, clearly devastated by Esmeralda's fear of her husband."Do you have any idea about dad sneaking into Esmeralda's room, mom?" Leonardo’s voice had a deep and dead tone.Mrs. Vera turned to look at her son, with tears racing down her cheeks, while Angela was
Angela's mind was jumbled up with so many theories about what happened to Esmeralda. Everyone could be a suspect because almost everyone close to Esmeralda had one or two motives for killing her. And Lara was the most likely suspect's identity. Lara could have pushed Esmeralda off the veranda because she is disrespectful and insensitive to her feelings, and she is madly in love with Leonardo to make her way in Leonardo's life. However, Esmeralda's diary entry mentioning another mysterious stalker had removed all possibility of her suspicion of her. Angela became entrapped in her desire to uncover the truth about Esmeralda's past as she analyzed her. Angela stood up and walked to the window facing the back of the mansion after a few minutes of lying in bed unable to sleep. Angela's eyes had been drawn to the beauty of the night by the brightness of the moon that covered all of the orchards. The enchanted picturesque of the moon above the glittering city lights captivated her. She was
The cops arrived at Vera's mansion to look into everything. They stayed for hours before leaving with all the information they needed, including the location of the missing Crying Lady painting. Mrs. Vera went to the hospital to check on their injured guard and was relieved to find him in good condition. They paid for his hospitalization and sent him home for a vacation. Everyone in the kitchen was silent that night. Their nerves were still frayed from the burglary. Mrs. Vera had contacted the agency and asked for another guard. Mrs. Gale was agitated as well. Many theories had arisen, but Leonardo cut them short when he said, "They only wanted to get the Crying Lady painting," and then he asked Angela to accompany him to his room. Angela could see herself on Leonardo's bed, coiling her naked body around Leonardo's naked body. She tried to erase the flashing memory, but it didn't fade. "How are you doing?" Leonardo inquired, sitting on his bed. His tone was worried. "I'm fine," An
Mrs. Gale was approaching her quickly, raising her knife-wielding hand to kill her.Angela swooped down from her side and pushed Mrs. Gale against the wall. However, she cut her elbow with the knife she was holding. Mrs. Gale then prepared for another attack, but a gunshot echoed through the tunnel, causing it to shake."Stop it, Mrs. Gale!" Leonardo's voice came in frantically. His steps echoed as he dashed in to prevent Mrs. Gale from attacking Angela again. But she was fighting to be free of Leonardo. And screamed. "You're going to die, Leonardo," Mrs. Vera hissed at him."You have to stop now, Mrs. Gale," Leonardo yelled, yanking her black shirt back and ripping it off. Then, Leonardo purposefully lit Mrs. Gale's back shoulder and noticed the rose tattoo that Camilla Mantissa had told him about. It also confirmed Mrs. Atilla Gale's identity as Mrs. Rosamarie Gale Mantissa. "You'll die like your father, Leonardo," Mrs. Gale yelled as she prepared to stab him. Because of this, Leon
Angela shook as she entered the pink room. It was a duplicate of the pink room above. And she wondered why it was built beneath the mansion, hidden from the master's bedroom door. The blood on the floor, however, made her tremble. Whose blood is this? She reflected.She slid open the cupboard attached to the wall, just as she had done in the pink room above, but there was one significant difference between the two replicated rooms: the chained chair in the nook. Angela touched the chair's arms and realized it was similar to an electric chair, with straps attached at the back that appeared to serve as a body strap.She took a step back as if her fingers had been burned by touching it. There was a stumbling sound coming from outside the room, followed by steps running in. Angela hid in the cupboard's back corner. Mrs. Vera's screaming voice, asking for help, filled the room as the steps became louder. Angela ran as fast as she could to find Mrs. Vera's voice, but it was cut off the ai
Angela was running fast and screaming for help, but the heavy rain began to fall, and her voice was drowned out. She struggled on the wet ground as she tried to see if the second gate, unlike the first, was unlocked. Her eyes were blurry from rain drops as she was completely soaked when she stumbled on the ground and her foot got caught on something. A man's body was found on the ground. Angela screamed as she recognized the man; he was the guard she was looking for, and he was dead. She crawled away from the corpse and struggled to run towards the second gate at the back of the mansion. But, frustrated by the locked gate, she screamed angrily. She shook from the cold and fear. The fence was too high to climb to exit the gate. "The gun," she remembered and ran back to the house. As she entered the living room, the floor became soaked. She tightened her grip on the knife and kept her ears alert. She dashed to the kitchen to check on Mrs. Gale, but she was no longer on the ground. "Mrs
It was already 8 p.m. when Mrs. Vera retired to her room She was not feeling well. Angela waited for Leonardo's call a little longer. But hours had passed and she had received no calls. Angela had a low tolerance for waiting, especially when it came to Leonardo. She was not comfortable with the fact that there was a mysterious tunnel beneath the mansion. She could feel that something ominous was going on in the house. And that lady in white was a great threat to all of them. Whoever she is, she must be stopped.Mrs. Gale joined her later. Mrs. Gale smiled. "Leonardo is fortunate to have you as a life partner. You're free to marry now that Lara is no longer in his life. Leonardo had only gotten a headache from that b*tch. It's a good thing she's in jail now. Better for her." "I thought you liked Lara for Leonardo," Angela said, looking at her."I've disliked Lara since the first time I met her. She was arrogant and cunning. She's fortunate to have been freed from the tunnel. " Mrs.
"Here's your coffee, Mrs. Vera," Angela said as she placed the cup on the living room table. Mrs. Vera was concerned about her son's journey. Mrs. Gale was in the kitchen preparing their lunch. They were all very excited about Leonardo's trip. Angela, on the other hand, was more interested in seeing the house blueprints."I'm afraid Leonardo was correct," Mrs. Gale said as she entered the living room, placing the bowl of cookies on the couch across from Angela. "What if we're not the only ones in this house?"Angela smiled as she remembered a movie, she saw a long time ago. A house with a secret passage beneath the floor. It's a horror film that she didn't bother watching all the way through.Mrs. Gale, on the other hand, insisted on her terrifying imagination about a haunted house."I don't believe in ghosts," Angela said softly."You have to," Mrs. Vera responded quietly. "I could feel it. Someone is watching us. They're keeping tabs on everything we do.” Mrs. Vera told them about h
Leonardo was holding a flashlight in his right hand, and Angela was holding one as well. They were looking at the secret door behind the cabinet in the studio's basement. "Are you sure you want to come with me?" Leonardo asked Angela one last time. "You can wait for me here.""I'll go." Angela insisted, "Waiting is the worst thing for me. I'd like to assist you in learning the truth about this house. This tunnel was constructed for a reason. That is a fact. And it was concealed from your mother. ""If she's telling the truth," Leonardo stated flatly."You doubted your mother?""She had kept my father's terrible secrets from me. She had no reason to lie to me about this tunnel.""I can see it in her eyes that she's telling you the truth," Angela said as she walked ahead of Leonardo into the tunnel's dark hole.After a few minutes of walking, they returned to the room where Lara was being held captive. "This room was designed for a crime," Leonardo mused."You're right," Angela said as
"Keep an eye on your steps, Angela," Leonardo warned as the two waved their flashlights inside the tunnel. Leonardo kept Angela's gaze fixed on the tunnel they were following, which led them into a door. They also smelled a foul odor in the tunnel, like dead rats. And they discovered things inside the dreadful room, where they found a black bag containing a bottle of acid and a man's cap."I remember this cap," Angela raised the cap and looked at Leonardo, "this is the cap of the man who threw acid in my face." She also discovered fatigue pants and a jacket on the corner. Angela recognized all of them as her assailant's belongings."So, Lara was to blame for your scarred face," Leonardo grumbled. "And now she'll have to pay for it.""Did you happen to know about this tunnel, Leonardo?" Angela inquired."No."They all gathered in the living room to talk about and analyze what had happened that night. Mrs. Gale was making coffee for everyone. Mrs. Vera was still trembling as she imagine
It's a coincidence. Her stolen pose and appearance in Leonardo's house were entirely coincidental, and she couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her face on the canvas. But it was genuine. Their paths had crossed before she planned to murder Leonardo, and that secret had followed her since the day she fell in love with him. She tried her hardest to sleep as Leonardo desired. Leonardo decided to check on Lara's apartment after Angela confirmed her belief that Lara was the real killer. And that would be the following day.She was staring out the window. The sky was too dark, with not a single star blinking. She then stood up to close the window when she noticed a white image below it. It was just a repeat of what had happened before. A woman in a wedding gown was walking around. Angela dashed as fast as she could to reveal the truth. But when she arrived at the studio's patio, the image had vanished, and Leonardo had exited the building."What happened?" Leonardo, concerned, inquired.
The man's shadow was approaching her. She wanted to scream, but he covered her mouth too quickly. She thought, "This isn't a dream." She wasn't dreaming as the pain from the man's grip increased. She tried to break free from him, but he was stronger, and she knew who she was. "Andrew?""Angela, I can't take it any longer." Andrew drew her into his arms as she remembered what Fredrick had done to her."Andrew? What exactly are you doing? " Angela pushed him away from her."I love you, and I want you to be mine." Andrew began kissing her on the lips, moving down to her neck and breast.Angela kept pushing and struggling and was about to scream again when the door suddenly opened and another shadow broke in, pulling Andrew away from Angela. And she saw how the tall shadow of another man punched Andrew in the face. And he collapsed on the floor.Angela was shocked to see Andrew and Leonardo colliding, fighting and kicking each other, and Andrew suffering more from Leonardo's fist."You tr