The Love From Vengeance

Chapter 75

75: THE SOUND OF FEAR

ARIEL’S POV

“Who said the two of you could carry out this nonsense in my kitchen?” Mariam snapped at my mom, and I.

“Your kitchen?” I raised an eyebrow. “You barely even be here. And by the

house.”

“It’s just about a matter of time before I throw you out.”

I chuckled. “Impossible.”

“The both of you can leave now!” She snarled.

way,

this is my

My mother entered the conversation with a calm tone, “I’m sorry miss, but we’re preparing…..

“No one said you can talk!” Mariam barked at her.

“Don’t you dare raise your voice at her!” I gave Mariam a dark look.

She returned the expression. “Just look at this little rat, raising her voice at me like I was her puppet, or something.”

“If you want respect. Then you got to be respectful,” I told her. “Don’t think people are going to be smiling at you when you got that disgusting attitude.”

“Disgusting attitude?” Mariam laughed. “You went ahead to poison yourself, and put the blame on me. Now you’re saying I got a disgusting attitude?”

“You poisoned yourself?” My mom uttered softly, and looked at me. “Ariel, is this true?”

“Come on now mother. Why in the world would I do such a thing? Poisoning myself? Hell no.”

“Oh shut up now. Enough with the lies,” Mariam spat.

“Hey, you need to have some manners,” my mom told Mariam.

Mariam burst into laughter. “You’re telling me to have manners? When your daughter right here has none.”

“I won’t let you insult my daughter like that, do you hear me?!” My mom’s anger was awakened.

“What are you going to do?” Mariam moved closer to my mother. “Your daughter is nothing but a worthless piece of trash,” she said in huhsed tones.

My mom, brimming with rage, surprised Mariam with a tight slap. And as Mariam held her face in shock, she received another slap. Then my mom gave her the third one on a different cheek.

Mariam gaped at my mother who did nothing but glare at her. She couldn’t believe what just happened.

“That is what you get for being disrespectful to my daughter.” My mom picked a knife. “If you try to talk nonsense again, I won’t hesitate to stab you with this.”

15 THE SOUND OF FEAR

“Okay mom, you got to calm down. That’s enough, that’s enough,” I said, lowering the knife she was holding.

After that, we heard a the thunderous sound of a bullet released in the air.

us exchanged fearful glances, my heart pounding

as I could feel

a bullet,”

just a stray sound, but my hope vanished when I heard more gunshots, one after another, growing louder and closer. Panic gripped

hesitation, I sprang to my feet, my voice quivering with

relax. Everything will be fine,” my mom said. And then

think so,” Mariam spoke,

beef right now,” I told her. My expression was

rolled her eyes. “You think

more gunshots, and I knew something

I grabbed my mom’s hand, and began to tread at a fast pace. Mariam moved behind

us closer to one of the rooms

could hear the cacophony of gunshots intensifying, their

stomach, fueling a desperate need to find

the dark room, my mom and I. I slammed the door shut behind us, just as Mariam

What was that for?” My mom questioned me in

faked a confused face, acting like I

need to open that door right now and

“But mom..”

mom’s mode was serious, and her

before opening the door. I glared at Mariam, but eventually shifted backwards, opening the door wide for her to come in. And she did

door from downstairs. And at this point, I knew we were not safe. But I hoped

moment.

THE CHANG

hands around her chest. “What’s happening out there? Who would bring

it’s safe. We have

nodded. “But we can’t just keep standing

we going to do then, huh?” Mariam

her.

I was searching for anything that

large wardrobe in the corner of the room. I had totally forgotten that

our best chance to stay out of

fit into that?” Mariam aksed,

an irritated look. “If you don’t want to hide in it. That’s your own cup of tea. Maybe you can find somewhere more safe

before treading to the wardrobe. The two of them walked behind

our bodies pressed against each other. The scent of old clothes filled the air, mingling with the fear. I

the moment I heard some maids screaming. The gunshots were released

could be

going to?” My mom asked me, she

keep yourself safe,”

ARIEL’S POV

looking for Riley. My heart raced as the deafening sound of gunshots reverberated through the mansion. Panic gripped her as I

cautiously stepped through the corridor, my footsteps muffled by the plush carpet beneath my feet. The air was thick with tension, and I was filled with

sharp cracks piercing through the air. Accompanied by the desperate screams coming from downstairs, my fear intensified. Each gunshot seemed to echo through my bones, causing my heart

to imagine what was happening below, but I knew I

The chaos and terror surrounding me was suffocating, and I could only pray

downstairs was overwhelming. My heart raced and my hands shook as I tried to steady myself. But I knew I couldn’t let fear consume me. I needed to be strong in this moment,

LUKE’S POV

stack of documents, when suddenly my phone began to ring. At first, I tried to ignore it and focus on the task

and my mind told me it was that guy who kept

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