Remi rolled her suitcase as early as 6 am with a leashed cocoa butter by her side, not wanting to see any of the Henson's household members; only Ilya was seen helping her with a few other of her belongings. she had called the taxi; and informed the guards of an incoming commercial vehicle since she can't be bringing all of her stuff with her down the hill.
Ilya looked sad since, in just a few weeks, the pair had grown closer like a brother and sister. He started as a gardener in Henson Villa a few days before the accident. However, he can tell she is the black sheep and is hated the most. The mother and daughter duo did not commit too much atrocity against her, however they did treat her like air and constantly reminded her of her status as a bastard child. This indirectly insults Conrad as well; nonetheless, in the man's world, a woman will take the blame for everything a man does. Clarissa has earned the title of " the vixen daughter" just by this alone.
No other socialites are allowed to befriend her; they worry about the man in their family. To have a relationship with a bastard of unknown origins is enough to scare everyone from being dragged by the title. Some do not even notice her existence and have never seen her in public. She is the product of ashamed in the Henson family.
Remi had noticed this when she realized no one in Arlington even bothered to check up on her. No other messages besides the private number that keeps saying sorry.
In the taxi, she had just realized something. The messages were not random; those were from someone Clarissa knew. It sounds like the sender is a man and they were fighting or in a relationship. Who is that? She had thrown the sim card and changed to a new number, but it would still be futile since she couldn't trace a private number.
She took out her phone and wrote down each of the other things she figured out in Clarissa's life. This is one step closer to finding out why her twins committed suicide.
And who is the man?.
Cocoa butter snores in the taxi, being a good pup and sleeping most of the time. He is a vicious, lazy dog. What are the odd combination
, sounds just like her.
Arriving at the gate of the condo, Remi flashed her residential key card to be allowed in. She loves it. She can control who is her visitor and definitely the added security is the most desired as of now. The attempt in her life is what triggered her.
She has not told Baldie of her new job; she had asked Mango and Coconut to come together this time so she can brief them if the new directions she has meticulously planned for them.
All she wants is for them to be happy and safe. She worries Clarissa's matters will end up exposing their crimes and dragging the rest of her team, whom she called brothers and sisters, down with her.
Her unit is located on the 20th floor of the building with the 25th floor, and the top floor is a single-unit condo complete with its pool, gym, and other amenities that others do not have. The entire floor was explicitly dedicated to the single unit. No other way to access the top floor beside its private elevator that only opens with its vital card.
She felt a little safe knowing the rich lived here, which meant security in the condo was top-notch. Conrad did a great job with his redemption. She chuckled, seeing how she did not even care about his redemption. He will have to answer for his negligence with Clarissa when they meet one day in the afterlife.
The card access granted the door, revealing a fully furnished unit overlooking the city. The balcony is spacious enough and safe for cocoa butter to lay under the sun every morning.
"No wonder Felicia was upset!" she laughed, satisfied with everything. The modern concept is not her style; she likes boho chic and eclectic pieces and styles. But this will do; the cabinets are made from natural wood and not Mdf board like in any other apartment.
Money might not be able to buy happiness. But it's undoubtedly better to cry in a high-end condominium than in the street.
Her phone rang, and when she saw the number, her lips curled, and she danced, cheering while picking up cocoa butter that woke her up.
"I told you cocoa! They will hire me!" she laughed, and cocos being cocoa, nodded as if understanding his human mom. In his mind, it's probably as long as she feeds him.
Inhaling a deep breath, she calmed her breathing and refrained from sounding excited or desperate.
"Re..ehm.Clarissa Henson spoke," phew, that was close.
"Hello Clarissa, it's Arthur! "
", Oh, hi Arthur! How are you? Did you try the restaurant I recommend you to with your beloved?"
"Yes, the dining experience is amazing; thank you again."
"Anyway, we decided to go forward with the hiring. Would you be able to come to the Knights co? To sign an employment contract?"
"Today, ?...hmm, let me see, I am a little busy now; however, I can be there late evening if that works for you."
"I understand; I will see you later; take care, Clarissa."
"You too, Arthur" she hung up the phone and started blasting music on her new home theater speaker, dancing to at least one of the things she planned work.
Now all she needs is to wait for Baldie and the rest, and they can proceed with the best plan to bring everything together. They work better and discreetly as a team. Coconut has a gift of not being detected anywhere he goes. He blends in easily. Mango, on the other hand, is good at fighting, together with Baldie, which is terrific for finding information. She is the mastermind. Having the entire team together will make it easier on her.