Chapter 18
“Teh…” grumbled the black–haired woman who got up abruptly to stretch and massage her neck. “My love, that ungrateful girl hasn’t replied to my messages,” she said, approaching her husband sitting in his armchair.
“I doubt she’s seen them, Vanessa” the blond man said, amused.
“You know, Frederick, if you’re going to take her side over our daughter’s, you’ll be sleeping on the couch tonight.”
“I’m not taking her side, my love,” Frederick said, holding onto the woman by her waist to make her sit on his lap, “But it makes sense that she hasn’t responded to your texts because I seem to recall that someone intentionally spilled wine on her stepdaughter’s old laptop.”
“Oh… right, heh, I forgot about my little prank,” Vanessa said as she looked into his
eves.
“Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to go to her and teach that stupid girl a lesson because she hasn’t called us all this time, and that angers me,” Frederick said, his blue eyes reflecting great hatred.
“Well, you can’t blame her; she’s just as useless as your late ex–wife,” Vanessa teased, leaning against him.
“True, but you have to admit she was at least useful in our connection with the Petersons,” Frederick said, caressing her back.
“That’s right–we’ve gotten many jewels at a good price because of her,” Vanessa said flirtatiously, loosening his tie to make him more comfortable.
“I know, and I love seeing you happy, my love.”
“Hey, since you’re going to see her tomorrow, take our kids with you,” Vanessa asked. “You know how much they miss playing with their older sister.”
“Of course,” Frederick said, amused, as he kissed his partner before getting up and going to bed; he knew the next day promised to be very fun.
The couple awoke happily the next day because they were sure they’d get that loan they so desperately needed.
They were the Andersons, Deborah’s family. However, they were only connected by name because they never loved her–her father never wanted her, and when his first
wife passed away, he didn’t hesitate to bring his other family into his house. He completely forgot about his first daughter, who, due to psychological trauma,
became mute.
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The only good thing that the useless girl did was to get entangled with the eldest son of the second most powerful family in the city, which brought them great benefits. The Andersons enjoyed being relatives of the owners of the largest jewelry chain in the country.
In addition to the new status they gained, thanks to the marriage, there was the special help they received from their great and generous son–in–law–every month or two, they called him to ask for a loan since it was his duty to support his wife’s family. They’d always ‘promise‘ to pay him back, but their words were all smokes and mirrors.
The Andersons quickly took the extra money for granted, both in receiving as well as spending it. Now that Roger wasn’t responding to them as he usually did, they had to turn to Deborah to make her ask for the money.
Their beloved son–in–law had been ignoring them–it was no mystery that Roger no longer wanted to give them money. But that wasn’t a problem as of yet because they could just get the mute girl to ask for the money from her supposed husband.
With that plan in mind, Frederick left the house with his beloved daughter Cassandra; her twin brother didn’t go with them because he had an outing with his
friends.
“It’ll be fun to see my older sister,” the young black–haired girl teased.
“I know, darling,” Frederick said amusedly as they drove to the apartment building.
“You know, Daddy, I’d like an apartment, but a better one than these.”
“Let’s see if they give us money, and I’ll buy you whichever one you want,
Frederick said, smiling when he saw how excited his daughter turned upon hearing his words.
“Yes!” declared Cassandra, smiling happily because her father always spoiled and loved her more than that useless Deborah.
After a few more minutes, they arrived at the apartment complex.
With grace and elegance, the father and daughter advanced through the place until they reached the apartment unit. But the facade disappeared the moment they began to insistently knock on the door and ring the bell, shouting for the door to be opened.
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The shouts drew out one of the neighbors who yelled at them furiously. “Quiet down! “An older woman boomed with a phone in one hand. “God… what’s wrong with everyone who visits this place?”
“Ma’am, mind your own business.”
“I’m not turning a deaf ear to this because I’m tired of all the shouting. God, now I understand why that girl left. I would’ve already punched or sent these pesky guests to jail,” The older woman muttered to herself as she turned to go back inside her apartinent.
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