"What is this?!"
A shout echoes in the hall where funeral is held. I stand in front of the coffin after placing the bouquet across. "How the fuck did she survive?! You can't convince me that witch isn't Violet Ravena!" Nesta continues to shout without caring about my presence in the hall. How bold.
"Calm down! She has birth certificate in her hand! I also don't want to believe this bullshit but it seems true!" Damian tries to explain with all he got. "No! Violet Ravena! You better go back to wherever you came from! Do not disturb me and my family! Get out of my mansion!"
Ignoring her husband, Nesta walks up to me beneath a scowl. Frustration has taken all over her. "Your mansion?" I turn around with a frown. And she stops before reaching near me. "Everything here belongs to my sister. You are the one who should crawl back to your clan"
I hiss.
"YOU!" Nesta raises her tone. She has her finger pointing at me. Pathetic. It is well known Nesta Hindley is daring and controls almost half of the clan members like she is the head. But they do not know how scared this woman can get. Nesta knows well who to fight back.
And who to avoid at all cost. She even disappeared into thin air when I burned her mother alive for a few minutes in front of them to frighten their clan. Since after that incident, Nesta pushed Damian into this game. Risking her lover to destroy me. I have to admit I was dumb for falling for her trick.
"Miss Nesta, please do not disrespect the family members of Ravena clan" Ken steps forward and shields me. It can't be. Does he know my real identity? Has he discovered? No. I don't think so. Maybe Ken has been protecting my clan like this after my death. "Watch your mouth"
Damian approaches from back. Holding Nesta dearly. Hilarious. The tender reaction he acts out over his lover gets on my nerves. I have to prevent my rage. I can't waste my schemes and the death I sacrificed. "Verena Laurel? Cut the crap. Who would believe this bullshit?"
Nesta scowls.
Her green eyes gleam with flames of irritation. "Call the parents. They will fill your little brains with information" I order under a tranquil expression. It is when both the couple quiet down. They glance at each other. Must be anxious since I am willingly allowing them to confirm.
"Ken, go bring my phone" Damian instructs helplessly. And they contact my parents. Little do they know that Zander has already told my parents how I survived though Damian poisoned me. After hearing my news, my parents vow to support my revenge, Zander claimed.
"Mother, there is a conflicted situation" Damian informs once the other side accepts the phone call. Where the fuck is his shame? How dare he still manage to address my parents like he remains as their son-in-law? "I suppose our Verena has made appearance at last"
Mother chuckles through phone call.
And everyone quiets down. "Meet my daughter, Verena Laurel. I veiled the truth about my twin children due to her request. Since young age, Verena left the clan and gave the head position to Violet. That's why everyone" She explains calmly. "What?!" Nesta frowns.
I can see her fists trembling in disbelief as Damian swallows for several times in these minutes to express the anxiety. "She is going to be the head of the clan as Verena Ravena from now on. Violet has passed away for a few years anyway. I believe we need a new head"
Mother continues. Putting a faint smile on my face. In view of the fact that the phone call is on speaker, we can hear all. "A new head?!" Damian shouts. His face goes pale as if the world has ended. "Yes. You can leave the head position and divorce that girl as you please now"
She notifies.
Only to horrify Nesta. Pfft. Their expressions should be recorded to watch whenever I require something to laugh about. "Mother, you need to reconsider! Verena is a stranger towards the clan. What if no one accepts her? She is clueless about our works too!"
Look at that asshole attempting to bring every excuse to kick me out. As if jerk. "Weren't you the one who was crying over the marriage with that girl? I am certain it is the best choice to have Verena control so you can leave and divorce that girl since she won't want you no more without power"
My mother is a genius for real.
She really came up with best excuse before Damian could deny. "Mother... I am caring about our clan. Verena Laurel won't have an idea what is occurring in this perilous field. The clan needs me" He still tries to coax. Too bad, he stands no chances against me and my parents.
Mother has been wanting to rip him apart into pieces when Zander proclaimed the real incident of my death. Thankfully, father prevented her from interrupting my plans. "I wish to hear no more words, Damian Talon. My daughter can handle everything on own"
Before no one can reply, she ends the phone call. "As you heard my mother, I shall rule my clan starting from today" A statement from me pushes Nesta on her knees. What a sight. "No... I have taken over your clan since years ago! You have to battle me if you want it back!"
She lifts her glare.
And my lips curve up into a smirk. "Shall we gamble?" I raise my brow. Hushing down the couple. "What gamble?" Damian asks. He seems interested in this. "I am pretty sure you two have a four years old child named Leo" My smirk grows into a smile of satisfaction.
It is the moment Nesta's face drops. "Don't touch our son!" Damian yells as soon as I bring him in. "Calm down. I have yet to say a word" In vexation, I frown. "If I manage to make your son wish to stay with me forever, you two have to leave the clan. Or maybe just die"
I shrug.
The words I stated, cause Nesta to scowl in disbelief. Ken, on the other side, stares at me in dead silence. Only four of us in the hall, and even the pin dropping sound can be heard through this tranquility. "Tell me if you are not interested. I will just kick you two out. I already have people surrounded here"
I mumble. Scaring them away with nonsense. There is in fact no one surrounding to arrest them. But who cares whether it is a lie or not? I have to frighten them from the very start. "It is not that hard to erase your existences from this world anyway" I let out a whisper.
"Consider the gamble as my sympathy upon you two to live on" I have nothing to lose here. Whatever they choose, they are repaying for everything they have wronged. "Quit spouting gibberish! I don't care if you are twin sister or not. This head position will be mine forever!"
There he goes. Damian is fucking tough to get through. But well, does he know his wife would accept the offer though? "I am in" Pfft. See? Nesta can't take the humiliation. "Explain your stupid game in details" She stands up from the floor. "What?! Nesta! No! Are you serious?!"
Damian yelps over his lover's choice.
I guess he is just dumb. How can he not know the mind of his wife? "Shut the fuck up. I cannot take insults from a low life like her! I will continue to conquer this clan!" Beneath a scowl, Nesta avows. Wish she knew it would never come true. "But Nesta, our son..."
Damian persuades. Yet, the woman would not listen a bit. "This is not a time to think about him! I need to obtain the respect I deserve!" Nesta shouts. She really isn't suitable to be a mother. I would never do that if it was my child. "Ignore him. Tell me the rules"
Nesta glares at me.
And I nod. "The gamble is simple. If I can't gain your son's affection and trust in a month, I lose. I promise to leave by then. However, if I do, you guys have to step out of the clan and vanish. Heard your son is quite hard to communicate so this is a fair gamble I suppose"
Tilting my head, I raise my right brow. And a gratified grin displays across Nesta's face. "Even his own mother like me can't maintain a conversation with him. How are you going to do so?" She chuckles. Mocking at me before the gamble starts. How annoying.
"We will see, halfwit. Don't accuse when you can't see the future" I taunt. "Who the fuck are you to call me idiot?!" She yells in fury. "The head of the clan" A smile tugs at Ken's lips when he hears my response. "Fucking bitch" Nesta walks away out of exasperation at last.
"You better play fair"
And her dear husband, Damian warns me before catching up with her. "Say that to your wife" I reply. Making his jaw clenched. The door then slams. Leaving me with Ken behind in the hall. "Please notify me if you require something, Ma'am" He bows his head. "Thanks"
I respond. "Pardon me for my actions at the entrance. I could think of my Ma'am only when I witnessed you" Ken apologizes. If a man like Ken trusts my fake identity, that means everyone has been fooled pretty well. Great. This is such good news for me to gain.
"It is common reaction I should get. You do not have to concern that much" My hand raises, patting the shoulder of the man which quiets him down. All of the sudden, Ken's eyes widen. What's wrong again? "Bizarre. Ma'am Violet used to pat my shoulder whenever she is satisfied"
He states. And it is when I find out I fucked up. No way. He can't uncover the truth. "We are twins. I guess we share similarities after all" Shrugging it off like nothing, I lie through my teeth. Yet, Ken does not voice a word. Shit. Shit. Shit. "I have to return. Will be back tomorrow"
I need to leave before he realizes.
Without any words, I leave the mansion.
At least, I succeeded second step,
gambling with their child's life.