Chapter 5
-Identity Revealed-
Arya turns to see the wanden, whose call had halted her from cleaning, standing right behind her.
“Yes,” Arya replied with eyes wide open, hoping nothing was wrong or allegations placed on her.
“Follow me,” the warden says In a commanding tone.
Arya drops the mob and follows the warden without questioning, while other mates pound on what she had committed.
Outside the pensionary***
“Freedom!” Arya shouts, raising her face to stare at the deep blue sky, taking in a deep breath with her both hands spread sideways and a beautiful smile etched on her lips.
In six months, Arya had just been released, she did not know why. But she asked, the only reply she got held no significant meaning to her.
Arya did not have a place in mind, but the fact was that she was happy to be realized, suddenly that hint of happiness that lingered in her heart disappeared at the thought of Jane and Alberto being behind everything she had passed through, to eliminate her, since their minions couldn’t get to her while in jail
“Miss Arya,” a feminine gentle voice called, snapping Arya out of her reviver.
Arya turned to the direction she heard the voice, to find a young lady, tall and fair in shiny fitted pants and blazer suit, her long black hair, packed into one bun at the center, while the rest of her hair fell to her neck.
Beside the lady, she finds a BMW X3 car.
“Miss. Arya Greenwood, or will I say Arya Dankworth, the lady said, standing two meters away from Arya.
Arya stares at her surprised, not that she was surprised she knew fier name but surprised that she addressed her as another with so much confidence in her voice.
“Who are you?” Arya asked abruptly, after giving the lady a long stare that ran from her head to toe.
I am Miss Cassandra Murphy, my lady,” the female responded, stretching out her hand for a handshake, which Arya ignored, and she withdrew back her hand.
One thing that Arya had learned after the Betrayal of her husband and best friend, was to trust no one. or good they are towards you.
no matter how clos
“I am the butler of the Dankworth’s family, we need to leave now your father will be waiting for you. Cassandra said, trying to clear Arya of the skeptical thoughts that ran through her head.
“I have no father neither do I have a family, I’m an orphan with no roots, so if Jane or my ex–husband sent you to get me. then you must be wrong,” Arya spat out abruptly with a hint of anger in her voice.
“I am sorry miss. Arya, but none of the mentioned had sent me, I am sent here by your father, to bring you home,” Cassandra responded.
“So please get into the car and let’s leave, we can’t keep your father waiting.” Cassandra said further, opening the car door to the back seat for her.
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Arya felt some seriousness in her voice but she did not still believe her, and took a few steps to walk away.
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“Did it ever cross your mind why you got so realized before the sued time given to you by the law,” Cassandra blurred out abruptly, her words halting Arya in her strides.
Arya paused the words of the warden whom she had asked why he had realized recoiled to her mind.
“You are one lucky lady, to come from a prestigious and influential family, the warden’s words echoed in her head.
Was the warden telling the truth, is this lady telling the truth, Arya asked in her mind, as she turned her gaze to the lady who was patiently holding on to the door of the ear, waiting for her to hop in
After taking another second glance at the lady. Arya came to the conclusion that the lady standing before her couldn’t be lying. The serious look on her face with the aura of elegance that screamed through her was domineering. Arya walks up to the car and gets into it.
Cassandra gol
into the driver seat, and soon the car engines roared to life and it was out of sight
Do you think two years and six months is enough to carry out your plan,” Jane spat out furiously on the phone to the caller on the other end of the line.
Hut madam, there is a little problem… The voice came from the other end trying to explain.
Listen! Jane cuts the voice off abruptly, not bothering to know what the other caller has to say.
“I do not care how you do it or whichever way you may do it but make sure she stays in there forever! Dead!” Jane shouts the phone.
“Yes madam,” the voice said, acknowledging the command.
Jane hung up immediately and tossed her phone on the couch in her office, taking in a deep breath to calm her anger.
What is the problem, Jane? A voice from behind asked.
Jane turns and finds Mia, whom she did not know when she had falked in, her secretary as well as her close ally standing in front of her desk.
‘Did she overheard my conversation,” Jane asked inwardly, staring at Mia with a lure look, not knowing how long she had been standing there.
Is everything okay, is the art studio still going to be launched, Mia asked, her voice evident with concern, as she walked up to Jane’s desk with some documents in her hands,
“It is nothing, just so few business partners, what is that?” Jane asked, her gaze falling on Mia’s hands, which held so
documents.
These are the list of the invitees, Mia replied, placing the documents in her front
“It is fine, just drop them and go.” Jane replied in exhaustion, using her hand to support her head, massaging her temples in at slow gesture.
“But there is a problem,
