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.

fearful glances, my

I could feel myself getting carried away by

just released a bullet,”

sound, but my hope vanished when I heard more gunshots, one after another, growing louder and closer. Panic gripped me immediately. I wasn’t going to

my feet, my voice quivering with urgency.

think you need to relax. Everything will be fine,” my mom said.

think so,” Mariam spoke, and I looked at her

right now,” I told her. My expression

“You think I

knew something was definitely not going

on mom, we need to hide from this chaos.” I grabbed my mom’s hand, and began to

our footsteps echoing in the mansion. Each step brought us closer to one of the rooms where different

we hurried, we could hear the cacophony of

the walls. Fear twisted my stomach, fueling a

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

My mom

face, acting like I had no idea of

door right now and let her

“But mom..”

Open it,” my mom’s mode

glared at Mariam, but eventually shifted backwards, opening the door wide for her

slamming the door from downstairs. And at this point,

moment.

THE CHANG

trembled as she fixed her hands around her chest. “What’s happening out

it’s safe. We have to trust that help will come.” My mom

mom.”I nodded. “But we

to do then, huh?” Mariam

her.

I was searching for anything

in the corner of the

inside the wardrobe. It’s our best chance to stay out of sight.” I gestured

you sure we’re going to fit into that?” Mariam aksed, observing

it. That’s your own cup of tea. Maybe you can find somewhere more

respectful,” my mom told me. I exhaled deeply, before treading to the wardrobe. The

bodies pressed against each other. The scent of old clothes filled the air, mingling with the fear. I even wondered who these clothes used to belong to.

maids screaming. The gunshots were released downstairs,

her life could be in danger. I quickly burst out of the wardrobe, running to the

mom asked me, she was

worry about me. Just keep yourself safe,” I answered, leaving the

ARIEL’S POV

for Riley. My heart raced as the deafening sound of gunshots reverberated through the mansion. Panic gripped her as I had a conscience of the danger that lurked just below. But I was determined to find Riley, no matter

my feet. The air was thick with tension, and I was filled

louder, their sharp cracks piercing through the air. Accompanied by the desperate screams coming from downstairs, my fear intensified. Each gunshot seemed

imagine what was happening below, but I knew I had to stay calm and

it was too late. The chaos and terror surrounding

my eyes in fear. The terror emanating from 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

LUKE’S POV

began to ring. At first, I tried to ignore it and focus on

was an unknown number, and my mind told me it was that guy who kept

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