Chapter 35 "Itwas a huge mistake on our part, Brandon, to let her live till this day. I had told Ferdinand to wipe her off when he had the chance but he hesitated, you can see the result now?" She heard uncle Kent muttered, his voice laced with annoyance.n/n/'一wipe her off'？ Who's her? Ciara pondered as she realized the meaning behind the wiping off stuffs, fear settling on her heart as she felt it drop to the pit of her stomach. What in Pete's name are they discussing about?
"I was glad when I heard she ran away from home and I've hope she never comes back..." Uncle Kent trailed off, probably waiting on the person who was on the line reply before speaking again. "She came back home with a pregnancy and the baby's father have no idea..."
She know whatever topic their discussion may turn to be, it's about her and Dwayne
-mostly herself. Her heartache in realization that uncle Kent had told the rest of her uncles what was supposed to be amongst the three of them only -herself, Dwayne and uncle Kent himself.
Ciara wished she could hear the replies from the other end but there was no way she would hear. She compress the huge to barge in on her uncle and confront him over what she is hearing but hold herself because she felt there are much she's yet to know.
She needed to know about whatever hideous plan that's up their sleeves and maybe, she might get to confirm her suspicion from them, yeah.
"Yeah, I think now is our time. I've managed to gain the both of theirtrusts just as Fellers blindly trusted me amongst the three of us." That was her uncle's voice again. Okay, what did he mean by her father blindly trusted him?
"Listen here, Don. It will be easier for me since she's living with me now, no one would suspect anything when it's all done." Her uncle paused his lips for few seconds, to hear the response from the other end.
Again, after couples of seconds, his voice came up but this time in anger. "Why haven't I finish with her since she's been living here with me, eh? Is that supposed to be a question... from you?" His hushed voice was laced with anger. "My hands are tied for now because she's always with Derrick, I can't sacrifice my grandson with her. If she have to die, she'll but alone."
The thought that her uncles, and mostly uncle Kent, all want her dead shook her whole system in fear and agitation. She wondered if she has done anything wrong to deserve the death they had positioned for her.
Even if her father had wrong them, why would they want her punished in his place? And beside, her parents are dead, can't theyjust let whatever beef they had back then end? Are they still yet to forgive even after their death?
Now that she thought of it, she was starting to realize that her suspicion was right, her parents death was no ordinary. She know it was all planned and it wasn't a coincidence either that they never came out of the car alive -unlike Ryan.
"Tell Ferdinand not to worry about it, I got this." Her uncle's voice was that of assurance. "Like no one suspected that Fellers and his wife death was planned, so will be Ciara's too. I'm only waiting for the perfect time to strike..."
-and that was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Ciara was almost collapsing as she lose her balance but was quick to grab the nearest railing to support her balance; and besides she was holding Derrick, she can't be inconsiderate not to save herself.
If she had fallen, she will, for sure, draw the attention of her uncle which she did not want to. She managed to sniff in back the tears that were threatening to fall, wiping it off with the back of her left palm.
She dare not listen to the rest of the conversation, she did not trust herself to listen to it, she had enough already. Her heart ached so badly and at the same time, deep rage coarse through her vein, she feared for her reaction at the news she just learn.
With the blazing rage in her, she managed to calm herself and noisily opened the door. She needed him to know she is present so as to distract him from his mobile conversation. In a snap, she saw him turned his head towards her direction, with an expression Ciara failed to pinpoint on his face.
"I'll call you back some other time, she's here already..." He hushed into the phone and quickly cut the call with out giving the person on the other end the chance to reply and almost immediately, he pocketed the phone.
"Hey, uncle Kent..." She hailed at him, flashing him her usual innocent smile. "I'm sorry we stayed out long, Derrick won't let us leave but he managed to fall asleep on our way home."
The strange expression on his face managed to dissolved in to a false smile. 'I hope she heard nothing...' He said to himself before replying her.
"Ah -it's nothing." He enunciated, still wearing his false smile. "I'm sure Derrick had enough fun out there, else he would not have been this tired to have himself fall asleep."
"I could tell you that." Ciara said with a soft laughter. "I'll go lay him down and go to sleep."
"Won't you be having din..."
Ciara was quick to cut him off, giving him no chance to complete his phrase. "You need not to worry, we had more than enough before coming back." She told him. "And also, I'm worn out from the day's activities, it'll be better if I go to bed early." "Well, it's a good night then?"
"Uh -yes." She nodded her head a multiple times before turning to leave the sitting room. "Goodnight, uncle." With that she exited the living room without waiting for his reply, well uncle Kent did not bother to respond her greeting as well.
He sighed in relief and assurance that Ciara did not overheard his mobile conversation with Brandon. If she did hear something, Ciara is the type who react to things quickly with no patience at all. He could only hope that his guess was right...