Searching for Love, Found Wealth

Due to the happenings of the month, the school went on three days holiday to straighten out the school’s security and discuss important issues.

It was boring as it felt like an extension of my days at the hospital. Chloe had been chatting with me to keep me not bored but boredom sorted for me the moment she went offline.

I surfed through my timeline and even found a way to recover some of my celebrity pictures the no good Carlos had deleted. But I still had nothing to do.

I remembered the group chat of J-twins and got in. Their last conversation was deciding whether to keep me in the group or not?This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Why’d they want me out?

And something else about moving to France after high school?

Me: Hey guys. Y’all making plans for high school already?

Chill, we haven’t even passed the first term.

Anyway, thanks for helping me get rescued.

Is there someone here?

I kept on spamming messages in there but got no reply. It was sick.

I jumped when Gladys tore my door open, “Someone asked mom for your number. The person would call you soon. Mom said I should tell you” she closed the door back and I heard her small legs running downstairs.

I can remember hearing ‘Let it goo” before she closed the door. She’s basically watching Frozen for the seventh time since I came home and I am only four days home.

“Let’s wait for the caller then” I folded my arms in boredom.

My phone rang seconds later. I looked at the caller ID and saw Isabella. What did she want from me?

“What? To be sure I was still alive? Yes, I am” I snapped the moment I picked up.

“You are really something, Kiera, aren’t you?” her voice sound cold.

“I guess I am something that you don’t have under your cage anymore” I smiled even if she couldn’t see me.

She was quiet for a while, “Now that you’ve gotten the properties, could you drop the kidnap allegations?” her question seemed polite.

“The allegations would remain till your family let me be!” I replied.

She was quiet from her end, “Let you be how else? You own the properties now. We didn’t even know you went missing but we are the ones receiving backlash for your kidnap!” I could hear her high breathing from my phone.

They didn’t know I went missing? Even if I went missing for barely fifteen hours it was still enough for lots of people to know. How come they didn’t?

“Ramirez are gone, and with no shareholders, our business would crumble, if you don’t take back the allegations. You’ve already sustained it was the Ramirez. Don’t involve us!” she sounded stressed.

“Wait, you didn’t know? Like the Martinez had completely nothing to do with my kidnap?” I was too stunned to speak.

She kept her ground on saying her family didn’t know I was kidnapped.

And her grandparent even went for a meeting recently so weren’t in the country. And only returned to hear being accused if kidnap.

They never sent the Ramirez on what they did. The Ramirez were basically using their influence.

And they might have managed to track me to my house from the security officer that saw me when I left the Martinez that day.

I frowned as I remembered the security guard with a deep Spanish accent and weird chapeau. He was the one that must have sold me out.

“But I doubt that he’s the only help Ramirez had” I broke the lasting silence that had been on for almost two minutes.

“Well, Cara Adams is sometimes closer to the Ramirez than she is to us. She could have tipped them when you were at school” Isabella was quick to answer.

She sounded honest and eager to clear her family’s name.

“Sure? Cara’s a witch but what would she gain from killing me. I’m just a girl who perhaps she hates a lot but…” I stopped, thinking of other reasons Cara would want to kill me.

“Cara was supposed to marry Charming. You don’t know him, he’s my older brother…”. I knew him alright.

“But my brother doesn’t seem to be interested in her. She wanted some inheritance one way or the other so had to hit on you” she said.

“How did she know of the inheritance if it wasn’t from you guys?” I enquired.

“Well, judging that her family are business partners with us, they know of unsettled cash and un shared properties” I bet she had a sarcastic tone to that. Well, the properties where no longer unshared and unsettled.

“Your brother had something to do with Jennie right?” I wanted to ask the moment she some of her brother being expected to marry Cara.

“Yes, they dated” I made a hmm.

“Did Cara know?” She knew that and did something with Jennie. She dated some schoolmates then so my brother used that excuse to hate her.…” my eyes twitched.

So Cara was involved with Jennie’s death? But of course, they’d be no proof.

“Since you knew all this, why didn’t you say something?” I halted her speech.

“I mustn’t say all I know also I have no proof. And she had help from Ramirez. We can’t do anything to implicate Ramirez” she explained.

“You all are accomplice then” I finalized. But I get her angle, she couldn’t basically call the police for their shareholder.

And Cara was her best friend, she’d also be needing enough proof to claim a teenager murdered a classmate.

“Cara did shady things under Ramirez name, not ours. This kidnap wasn’t in our consent, only Ramirez cos they shared a common goal. Believe me. Drop the kidnap allegations so my family will breathe”.

“So Ramirez is responsible for everything, eh?” I asked.

“Everything that has any relation to you, yes. I’m not to speak of other things that doesn’t concern you” she replied.

This just means that I’m not a target but thousands more would still be facing the injustice from the Martinez.

So what if Ramirez are the mafia part, they, Martinez, are the brain and money.

“Isabella, my phone has a record for calls, what if I send our conversation to the police department?” I sneered.

I heard her scoff, “Well, you should”.

My eyes widened, she permitted me?

“Mine has the feature as well. If you don’t, in few months, I could term you an accomplice for having information and not disclosing it to the police”.

“You mean that?”

“Well, no but at least we both have something against the other, don’t we?” she scoffed again.

“Whatever. Thanks, maybe, for wanting to clear things up” I attempted hanging up.

“I cleared things up for my family and I sake, not yours” she hung up before me.

Now that was cold but I felt really relieved to know that the Martinez weren’t chasing after me, not that I won’t be chasing after them.