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.

three of us exchanged fearful glances, my heart

could feel myself

released a bullet,” my

more gunshots, one after another, growing louder and closer.

my feet, my voice quivering with urgency. “Mom, we need to get to

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

think so,” Mariam spoke, and I looked

have time for a beef right

eyes. “You think I got time

more gunshots, and I knew something was definitely not

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

I could hear our footsteps echoing in the mansion. Each step brought us closer to one of the rooms where different books were kept. I used to

could hear the cacophony of gunshots intensifying, their echoes

twisted my stomach,

slammed the door shut behind us,

My mom questioned me in a

confused face, acting like I had

open that door right now and let

“But mom..”

it,” my mom’s mode was serious,

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

senses of trepidation for us. In the dark room, we could hear the sound of someone slamming the door from downstairs. And at

moment.

THE CHANG

chest. “What’s happening out there? Who would bring violence to

don’t know, but we need to stay calm and stay hidden until it’s safe. We have to trust that help

agree mom.”I nodded. “But we can’t just keep

huh?” Mariam aksed. Her irritating tone caused me to

her.

searching for anything

I spotted a large wardrobe in the corner of the room.

wardrobe. It’s our best chance to stay out of sight.”

sure we’re going to fit into that?” Mariam

it. That’s your own cup of tea.

mom told me. I exhaled deeply, before treading to the wardrobe. The two of them walked

the cramped space, our 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. It was definitely

my breath, but my fear compounded the moment I heard some maids screaming. The

was still in the house, and her life could be

going to?” My mom

yourself safe,”

ARIEL’S POV

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

carpet beneath my feet. The air was thick with tension, and I was filled with terror. But I needed

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 race and

was happening below, but I knew I had to stay

get her to safety before it was too late. The chaos and terror surrounding me was suffocating, and I could only pray for a

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 be strong in this moment, for myself and for Riley, whenever shr was at the moment, Gathering my courage, I took a deep breath and

LUKE’S POV

through a stack of documents, when suddenly my phone began to ring. At

reached over and grabbed my phone, glancing at the caller ID. It was an unknown number, and my mind told me

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