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Cindy slowly stood up.
“Wha…What? What did you say? You recovered your f*cking every memories? I didn’t hear you…right, huh?” Her brows danced.
Ariana sighed.
“I won’t let you hu-
“I won’t hurt him! I won’t hurt Malcolm anymore. I promise” Ariana swallowed.
“And how do we believe that? Cindy told us the last time your memory came back,,, you were so bent on ending Malcolm’s life” Ken said, strongly.
“Well,,, She’s saying the truth. She won’t hurt him” Rhoda chipped.
“You knew she regained her memory?” Cindy looked at her Rhoda with bent eyebrows.
Rhoda just shrugged.
“You didn’t tell me” Cindy growled, lowly.
“It was just recently. I was gonna tell you all, myself” Ariana quickly said.
“I really love Malcolm now and I promise not to hurt him…I promise” She further said.
Cindy sighed and folded her arms.
“If you dare hurt Malcolm…I promise that day would be your last day on earth”
Ariana nodded, lightly.
“What did Malcolm do to you exactly that you are so hell bent on destroying him?” Kev threw the question which rendered her speechless.
“She said…Malcolm betrayed them” Cindy rolled her eyes.
“Betrayed them? Them? Who? How did he betray you guys?” Oliver asked.
“Its confidential. but don’t forget worry, the truth will be known soon or later” Ariana muttered.
“I don’t even wanna hear it. Let’s start the plan. Let’s reach out to Malcolm” Cindy faced the computer.
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“Mum!!! Dad!!!” A little kid cried out.
The car the little kid, was in was disfigured badly. It was indeed a bad and big accident. Pool of blood found it easy to flow out of the car to the floor.
Looking outside the window, he saw someone standing by it.
It wrist had a small star tattoo. The little kid quietened up and sniffed.
He titled his neck a bit in order to see the person’s face but…
“Ah!!!” Malcolm screamed and jumped from the bed he was sleeping on.
He looked around and gasped in relief.
He was sweating profusely despite the well conditioned a/c.
Malcolm stood up with a grunt and started smoking. He walked to the wardrobe, opened it and took out the painting.
“This painting leads to the Leo Da Cruz’s riches but how do I get it. How??” He looked at it, around.
He took it to the bed and kept the painting down.
Before he knew what was going on, He was already dismembering it.
He took away the wooden frame from the drawing paper and saw something was attached to the frame.
It was a tiny key hole.
“Hey…This hole looks familiar” His brows twitched.
He came down from the bed and went to his wardrobe. He took out a briefcase and took out the tiny key, Ma Clara had given him back then.
Malcolm went to the key hole and inserted the key into it. He turned it and the thick frame made a whirling sound and suprisedly divided into two.
In between, was something.
It was a scroll.
He took it out and unfolded it.
A key fell off from it and he picked it up. After examining it for a while, he kept it close to him.
He took his eyes back to the scroll and read the contents which made him shed tears.
At the blank back of the scroll, there was a red stamp of the mafia family belonging to Leo Da Cruz.
He kept the scroll in his cupboard after he was done.
He took the key and raised it to his face.
“I found you…at last” He muttered.
“I gotta take the fortune before Gilberto does and finally hear those 2 ladies out” He thought.
He was referring to Ariana and Rhoda.
