Chapter 19: Chapter 19

Amara looked away from the house. She was parked in the motorcycle lot. She cannot take a taxi to her destination since there's no one. She simply paid the old driver a large sum of money to rent him the entire ground floor for the day.

She could clearly see the cement and wood house from her vantage point. There are dead roses and plants in the yard, as well as numerous weeds. She would have liked to go inside and see what was inside, but doing so might have hastened her death. Despite the fact that she knew who lived there.

"I noticed you were looking at Ka Brusko's house for quite some time. "

She turned to face the elderly gentleman. "Do you know who lives there?"

The old man nodded. "Of course, Ma'am. That family was well-known for its laziness, fighting, and lack of direction in life. It's a good thing Celestina has lost control of them, because we have no idea where she has gone. That kid is pitiful. Ma'am, Ka Brusko is constantly beaten her, and her siblings as well. That's all; her slacker parents also stopped her in high school, forced her to work, and made her a slave. Because we felt sorry for the young girl, our neighbors pitched in and gave her money to help her escape. It was suddenly depressing. I hope that child is doing well now. Celestina is an extremely gracious child."

She wiped away her tears as she listened to its lengthy story. The old man, too, wiped away tears and clearly cried as he told the story. Her heart seemed to be pounding in her chest.

Nothing was said by the woman. It remained silent, so she had no idea that the pain she felt in the family was real. She promises to tell her mother about Celestine's entire personality when she returns to Manila. She is not greedy in treating the woman as if she were a member of their family.

Suddenly, she desired to meet the family who had raised her sister in person and face them. Really, siblings? In those moments, she even questioned her own existence.

She jumped out and bravely approached the shattered iron gate. She displayed bravery and waited for a few minutes before someone inside, who appeared angry, responded. A fat ale came out and confronted her angrily.

"We don't have the money! Return tomorrow. We don't have any money to pay! Return tomorrow. Make a racket!" And it came in right away, but she quickly stopped it.

"Ma'am, please wait. Celestine and I are friends!" she couldn't think of anything else to say.

It abruptly turned to face her. Her tattooed brow was raised, and she gave her an artistic look. "That worthless kid still has a pal. What do you want? She's not here!"

She sneezed and arched her brow. She needed to do this to get rid of the annoyance she was experiencing. She may lose sight of the fact that the person in front of her is not an animal.

"Where has she gone?"

"Long gone!" It slammed the door in her face.

"I have some cash to give her."

Its big eyes widened as it suddenly opened the door. It glowed as if it had received very good news. It appears to be money! It quickly exited the house and opened the gate for her. She raised an eyebrow at her from head to toe. She raised her hand as if she was hiding money from her.

"Give me! I will contact her."

Another course! She was very careful not to yell at her or hit her. She knew how to be respectful, but she lost all respect for her body in those moments. Penelope is the race!

"Please let me in first. I'm Celestine's friend and classmate from Manila. I only returned home after four years, so I want to see her and give her a warm welcome as well as money to use next semester."

The woman's annoyance was visible on her face, and she abruptly opened the gate. She made her sit on the sofa, which was also broken and smelled, but she sat anyway because she was not artistic. The entire household is disorganized. Clothes and accessories were everywhere, but the picture of the baby on the wall caught her eye.

"Does that baby is Celestine?"

"Does it seem obvious? There are many questions. When will you give the money? The woman was in the market for quite some time before returning home. Give it to me."

"I'll just have to wait for her—" When a man with a big belly and baldness came out, she couldn't finish what she was saying. It was dark and covered in tattoos. This is most likely what driver Ka Brusko was saying.

Instead of being afraid. She simply raised an eyebrow. Its face was thicker than her brother! her blood pressure suddenly rose, and she stiffly stood up.

"Who was that again? Who sells bras and underwear? "Shut up. You always take buy panties but don't know how to do the laundry." "She is said to be Celestine's friend and will provide financial assistance."

Her husband's eyes widened as she asked, "Really?" It came up behind her and grabbed her, but she quickly drew away.

"If you try to hold me, I will not smile and break your hand."

"Slut!" yelled an angry woman, grabbing her arm. "Hey! We're taking care of it! Your thick features made me feel cursed in my own home. Take this woman's bag, Brusco, and she'll give it to Celestina, eh? We'll take it."

She burst out laughing at what they were saying and the thickness of their faces. She had been imprisoned for about twenty years. her brows furrowed as she looked at her.

"Do you think I'm unaware of the beating you gave to my sister? We will resolve this in court. I'll lock you up for money and animal behavior!"

What she said stunned both of them. They were stunned and mute. They exchange glances and exchange words in Visayan. She didn't mind if she was in their home because she knew how to save herself. She is not a moron for coming here and putting herself in danger. She is not a moron.

"Now tell me everything about Celestine, and maybe I'll feel sorry for you." She smiled and sat back on the sofa as if she were a queen.

"W-what exactly are you saying? Are you insane? Our daughter is Celestine," the woman stammered. Damn shit! She believe she lost her bravery.

"Get out of our house before I kill you." The man pulled a gun from his drawer and pointed it at her.

She was suddenly consumed by fear and nervousness in those moments, but she believes that sending fear will not get her the answers she seeks. It's either now or never! she knows how to manipulate people like this. The fight is for money, and they will kneel with a flick of her finger.

"One million. One million dollars equals the information I seek. You can either miss the million or kill me now. When you murdered me, our conversation was recorded on my cellphone and was directly linked to my private investigator." But that is not the case. She's just bluffing. "Now, sit down and have a proper conversation with me before I change my mind!" her brow furrowed.

They sat down on the front sofa like a cowardly dog. She wasn't sure whether they're scared because she claimed to have recorded all of their conversations or because of the money. Obviously, with the money.

"Who will address you two first?" Her tone was harsh, but she was nervous. The man only had to touch his gun to know she was going to the cemetery.

It wasn't her intention on that particular day, but she was triggered, and everything changed. All she could have done was observe and gather some information first, but she was already here and had to stand up for everything. It will also be beneficial for her to return to Manila.

Amara felt her entire body weaken when she heard the story of how and why Celestine became trapped in it. The story is perplexing, but she is certain of one thing: they are hiding something and refuse to tell her what it is.

She stood up and went to the door without saying anything. She is not a fool to give them the amount she has stated. However, she pretended to sign a million-dollar check and used the incorrect signature. She left as if nothing had happened, as if they had won the lottery. Amara considered imprisoning the couple who mistreated Celestine for several months or years to teach them a lesson.

SHE was exhausted as she returned to the hotel where she had checked in. She sat down on the soft bed and tried to process what had happened throughout the day. She needed to find someone else, but before she could do so, she needed to eat and rest. She felt as if all of her strength had been depleted by the events.

Celestine arrived with them as a baby while they were still living in Manila. They claimed that a woman on the run reached for it and left a letter promising to return the baby, but it was never returned.

They intended to sell the baby, but Celestine was a very beautiful child. As they had no daughter, the family decided to bring the baby to Mindanao.

What's going through her mind right now is how Celestine ended up with the alleged woman. This is where she becomes perplexed. Why doesn't Mommy recognize her? That thing is even hazier. Is she a true Legrand? Shit! she arose from her bed and went for a walk.

First, Celestine's mother was unaware of her existence. Second, why was the test result positive if they had been replaced by the baby? Third, who was the woman who kidnapped her sister, and what was her motivation? Fourth, what will happen to her if she discovers she is not a real child? Where will she be taken? Just in case, who are her parents?

Only one person can truly answer this; she must speak with her mother and ask her directly. Of course, she will not reveal what she knows here. She will remain silent until she has said everything that needs to be said and everything is clear.

When Berkham knocked, she opened the door immediately. When she saw the young man's beautiful smile, she relaxed and smiled back. She's also quite attractive. It forced them to eat, and she quickly accommodated them. The difficulty of her decline was really just food. She paused her chewing for a moment to look at the man sitting in the distance. It's a side view with sunglasses.

"Azael?"

“Hey? Are you on board with me? You're perplexed once more." Berkham patted her brow so she could see it.

"Can you repeat what you said?" she asked like a broken record and returned her gaze to the man who had piqued her interest, but he was no longer there. Perhaps she's just imitating. That's correct. The man cannot possibly be present.

"I told your deaf friend that I already know where to find my sister. I think I got some leads, but I'm not sure. But there's no harm in giving it a shot... Or maybe there is. But who cares, progress is progress. It's as if I'm looking for a needle in a haystack.

She smiled, reached for his hair, and messed it up. "You'll find her soon. Just believe me, okay? Fight. We're too lovely and handsome to give up! It's just a fight."

"Crazy." It simply laughed at her and went on eating.

Her brain travels again as she travels, thinking about what she has just seen. Is that, Azael?

SHE HAD JUST FINISHED her tea that night. She yawned several times. She was exhausted and needed to sleep. She hadn't completely closed her eyes when she felt the bed next to her sink. She wanted to see who it was, but all she felt was a hand on her cheek. Shit, she's back in these wet dreams. Wet fantasies?

When she felt the warm palm on her chest, she shuddered. She was only wearing a thin nightgown and no bra on the inside. She moaned. She wanted to open her eyes, but her spirit appeared to be swaying. Is she back on drugs?

But who is going to do it? While she was by herself in that hotel. Maybe it's another wet dream, and it's just as bad because her brother Azael is always in her dreams, claiming her over and over.

A warm kiss greeted her lips, and she didn't act any longer; she responded to that kiss right away. It felt like her first kiss, and who was the first to kiss her?

She wanted to open her eyes, but the weight of her eyelid prevented her from doing so. She simply closed her eyes and found it difficult to open them. She felt it, rocking her with kisses. She almost didn't want to break the kiss, so when it moved away from her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and continued the kiss she didn't want to end.

She moaned as his lips brushed against her neck. Shit! She wanted to scream at the tickling kiss. On her body, his hands felt, squeezed, and seemed eager. She tried to open her eyes again, but it was difficult for her to do so. She appeared to be hypnotized.

His mouth went to her proud breast after he bit her neck. She also had the impression that she was naked. She wanted to push the man, but her hands were powerless. Confirmed. She was dreaming again, and she knew she couldn't wake up to this fantasy.

Slowly, his lips slid down her belly, up to her navel, and kissed her there. She chuckled and sighed. She was tickled and wanted to stop it, but her lips were silent. She closed her eyes tightly as his lips dropped over her femininity and only a growl came out.

She wanted to get lost when he kissed and caressed her thigh, causing it to open spontaneously. What effect does it have on her? She's going insane. Amara moaned as he licked her jewel and sucked her clitoris gently. She tried to flee, but she was holding her tightly on both thighs.

"Ahhhh!" she didn't know where to look because she was so taken with the sensation.

"Please, P..." she didn't know what she was asking for because all she knew at the time was that her body was looking for something.

As it inserted its finger into her, she bit her lip. When his tongue and finger came together, she could hardly breathe. Shit! Someone please save her from drowning. She's going out with a bang!

"A-Azael..." she said, seemingly out of nowhere.

For a brief moment, the man was stunned, but she heard what it said. "Hmm, princess..."

And what happened next caused her to lose her mind. Her moaning was all that could be heard in that room…