BXBX NOVEL Chapter 421: Rotten Family
Chapter 421: Rotten Family
Sara paced around her hotel room with a bottle of wine in her hand which she slugged from at intervals.It wasn't a surprise that she hated Janet's daughter as much as she hated Janet. The only surprise was that she hated them for entirely different reasons. While Janet was a miss goody two shoes, her daughter, Lucy, had proved to be a sly little devil.
Sara would have been impressed by Lucy if her stunt wasn't at her expense and costing her a possible lobe of liver.
How could she have allowed herself fall into such a trap because of her desperation? How could she have made such a stupid confession? She was smarter than this for chrissake!
It was her genius brain that had brought her this far, not just her beauty, so how could she have been tricked by such a silly little girl? Sara asked herself, more disappointed and angry at her action than Lucy's.
There was no way she could ignore Lucy's threat and reach out to Harry now. She didn't want to risk Lucy making good her threat to expose her with the recording which she had.
But what if Lucy had lied about recording their conversation? She mused, but shook her head at the same time. She couldn't call Lucy's bluff. Something about the bold manner with which Lucy had spoken told her that she wasn't bluffing.
Lucy had come there with a complete knowledge of who she was, and had been prepared to take her on, but she on the other hand had been taken completely unaware by Lucy.
As much as she would have loved to deal with Lucy, she couldn't. She knew that doing that meant she was going to also have to face her man, Thomas Hank. And as much as she also didn't like the way he had acted earlier towards her, she was smart enough to choose her enemies wisely. Thomas Hank was an influential man, and he wasn't a foe she wanted.
What was she supposed to do now that her plans had been ruined? From the look of things Harry wouldn't listen to her or buy the story she had been preparing for him anymore about leaving because she had been devastated by the death of his twin sister and had been facing postpartum depression.
It was also clear that Janet wouldn't be willing to help her either, seeing how she had sent her daughter to embarrass her in that manner.
Why did she have to suffer from such a rare and incurable disease? And why did she have such a rare blood type that required her to seek their help? If not for her stupid ailment she wouldn't have to face any of them. Her life was perfect enough as it was until her PSC condition which she thought had been cured following her last transplant recurred again some years ago.
The hospitals were refusing to place her name on the top of the transplant list regardless of the amount of money she was willing to pay, and she was beginning to run out of patience as her condition was slowly getting worse.
Her only hope now was finding her missing daughter. She needed to do so urgently before Lucy informs Aaron about it and they also start searching for her. The sooner she found her daughter the better for her.
After she must have found her daughter or any other means to take care of her health then she could find another way to deal with Lucy and Janet.
She picked up her phone and dialed the lawyer's line, "Amos, any good news yet?" She asked immediately he received her call.
"Sara, you have to be a little more patient. I have..."
"More patient?" She snapped at him, "Do you know what is at stake here? Aaron is at the verge of finding out the truth about what really happened to his daughter. What do you think would happen if everything becomes exposed? Do you think I will be the only one who would take the fall? Your boss may have died, but you and that law firm of yours will suffer too. So you better find her before they get to her first," Sara warned.
"You told Aaron?" Mr. Amos asked, and Sara sighed.
"Let's not go into that right now. Just make sure you find her before he does," Sara said impatiently.
"Well, I was going to tell you that I have been able to get in contact with his brother," Amos said, referring to the brother of the man they had sold the baby to.
"He finally agreed to speak with you? I thought you said he didn't want to speak with you about it because he was scared he might say something that his opponents might use against him in the coming elections?" Sara asked curiously.
"I had to blackmail him, and after much convincing he admitted that took her to an orphanage home after the death of his brother and sister in-law. He gave me the location of the place, but they have moved from there so I'm trying to find the new place," Amos explained.
"What do you have against him that made him tell you everything?" Sara asked curiously.
"Don't worry about that," Amos said, not wanting to trust Sara with such an information.
"Fine. Just make sure you do everything you can to find her, okay?" Sara said, and turned to the door when she heard a single knock on it, "Come in," she said, knowing it was her assistant.
"Let's talk some other time," she said as she hung up.
"When is the flight leaving for Sogal?" She asked immediately her assistant walked in.
"In an hour. You shouldn't be drinking that," the secretary said with a slight frown when she saw the bottle of alcoholic wine in her hand.
"I don't pay you to tell me what I should or should not do. Get lost," she hissed at her assistant who gave her a polite bow before walking out of the room.
Sara sighed as she went to sit on a couch. Her last stop was at Janet's apartment. She should at least pay her a surprise visit since she blacklisted her line and stopped her from reaching her.
Away from there, in Tom's office, he received the call from Barry, "It's been a while. I was going to give you a call," Tom said immediately after he received the call.
"I think I just may have found the evidence we need to prove that Rebekah Miller and her lover murdered her husband," Barry announced excitedly.
"You have?" Tom asked, sounding both surprised and excited. Although he had suspected that Rebekah was capable of something like that, he had not expected it to be true.
"Yes. I will forward everything to you. Also, something pretty funny happened this morning," Barry said, his amusement clear in his voice.
"What's that?"
"It seems like one of the sisters just started having an affair with another sister's husband. They were exchanging some pretty interesting texts about what happened between them last night."
"Which sisters?"
"Bernice the eldest is screwing Tiffany's husband. And Tiffany is screwing her maids or whoever they are that are living with her in her home. There are different texts on her phone to different people asking them to come to her room. That entire family is rotten, man," Barry said with disgust.
"Or maybe not everyone. Lisa seems like a pretty decent person. She has a really good relationship with her husband. Some times I even feel guilty for snooping through their conversations," Barry admitted. .
"What about Anita? What is she up to lately?"
"Yes, about her. I noticed she has a recorded conversation on her phone with your girlfriend I think. Something about her telling Lucy she is in love with you. I only took note of it because she made a phone call to a blog. I think she plans to use it to prove that her friend snatched her man or something," Barry said, and Tom sighed as he wiped his face with a hand.
Why did they all have to keep being intertwined with crazy people?
"I could delete it from all her devices if you want me to?"
"Don't worry yourself about that. Let her do what she wants to do. It won't hinder any of my plans," Tom assured him.
"Alright then. I will send everything to you by the end of today. It should be enough to bury them. I only feel sorry for the decent sister who has to face the shame of being related to that entire family," Barry said, and Tom silently agreed.
It was true that she didn't deserve what was coming to her, and he hoped for her sake that she wouldn't attend that interview with the rest.
He had almost all he needed now, all that was left was to meet with Alicia and have her organize just the kind of questions he needed to deliver trouble to the camp of his enemies.