All Chapters of The Revengeful Heirs : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CHAPTER 12SAMANTHA felt that fang of danger inside her when the lights out. She knows that any moment Big Bertha will move in and she decided what to do. She had enough pain for the past months and days. She had to fought back for the sake of her baby.Waiting took its toll. All the inmates were already sleeping but Samantha could not summon sleep no matter how she tried. She tried to distract herself by thinking about the good old days. She looked back to the time when she was still at the height of her career as a model. Every time she walked in the ramps, applauses follows as the lights focus on her. It happened wherever she did that cat walk signature that she had mastered long ago.Cat walk needs balancing skill. She had a lot of practice before she had perfected that signature walk. She run two miles in the morning and one hour at the gym. At first it was hard but her body responded well. Her stamina improve and the bonus was her lean physique. Her legs became stronger and when

DETECTIVE Morgan’s hawk like face was the epitome of the bad cop in the city. But he is good of what he is doing as a cop. He can smell crime from a distant. His network made him aware of the latest activities in the underground. He has eyes and ears everywhere. He is the officer in-charge of Samantha’s case. He had handle many gory crimes such as murder, rape and even related petty misdemeanor committed in the neighborhood.He knew the area well and can pinpoint who is who among the local gang deed the score. Samantha’s case did not interest him at first but when he learned that Antonio’s gang rob the store and whack the owner, he smells money. With two families to maintain, Detective Morgan had to double time to earn more and support his mistress. His salary as a cop hardly met the needs for his first family so he has to be innovative.All the gang give their payoff share to Detective Morgan as protection. Learning that Antonio’s gang did the robbery irritated him. This is not the f

FERNANDO MOSLI was a burly half Italian half Pinoy former federal agent in his late fifties. He had already retired from service but because of his experience, he was still active doing some errands for wealthy business men. His expertise includes but not limited to tracking lost person, wanted criminals on extraditions and wondering wives of old but rich husband.He was based in New York but his families had already returned to their country to reunite with relatives and Fernando was left behind alone in the metropolis. He keeps himself busy with assignments that never ended. He was good and his ability supersedes his experience as investigator.He was surprised at first when Angelo Lopez called him the other day. It was quite sometimes when he last heard from the most eligible playboy he ever knew. He had served the man sometimes before and he like the man.He hurriedly drove his car to Manhattan where Angelo’s office was located. Parked his car in the basement and rode the elevator

ATTY. RALF Villadolid, patiently wait in his car. After he dropped Samantha in her apartment he called Detective Morgan. He had one last favor from the detective. Of course it was a paid favor. He knew the drill. Scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours. Typical rules from the underground. OMERTA or the code of silence do not usually apply in some cases. It’s the money that talks most of the time. The lawyer is perfectly aware of this and he played by their rules.His brown big eyes suddenly beam followed by a meaningful smile when he saw Detective Morgan’s car coming. Money really brings wonder in this world.The detective got off the vehicle first followed by the gang leader Antonio who seems to be following the detective afraid and against his whim. The local gang leader was wary of this sudden invitation.Atty. Ralf get off his car, a brand new Mercedes-Benz carrying his suitcase.“Hola! Antonio. We met again.” The lawyer greeted the gang leader.“Hey Ralf, what is this?” Antonio as

AS she opened the door, Franco Sevilla was on her doorstep wearing the casual smile on his face but this time more intense and shows concern. Worries painted all over his expression.“Thanks God you are here.” The man said looking at her from head to foot as if trying to figure out some difference from the last time they met. “Are you okay now?”“I’m trying to be okay Frank.” Samantha answered truthfully.Franco Sevilla was at his fifties. Samantha knew the man when she transferred in this apartment. He was a good rugged looking man with his casual t-shirt and jeans. But Samantha could sense that the man was handsome during his days.They were from the same country and during her pregnancy days Frank use to give her some herbs and healthy foods for her and the baby inside her. It was also Frank who helped her to the hospital during the delivery of her baby. The man did the routine of a husband she never had.At first Samantha keep her distant from the man. Her first impression is that