Mark stood there for a moment as he watched her go. At first when he had decided to confront her, he had thought she was going to falter like any human because she had been searched out, but it was the other way round. This made his skin crawl recalling how she had stared death into his eyes. But he didn't let that stay with him for so long. After all, he recalled what Dora had told him about her. When Dora had told him long ago that if Jessica were to be confronted that she wouldn't care about that. Dora had even advised him not to confront Jessica directly. She had claimed that Jessica was scarier than words could tell. "Matara! Yes, leave!" Mark barked at Jessica as her figure disappeared into the distance. Mark shook his head as he watched her go. There were definitely different kinds of people in this world. If one gets the opportunity to venture into the minds and hearts of people, one might decide to go hide themselves in some cave. "You bastard! Where is she?" Came the tau

Isabella had wanted to speak but somehow she lost the will and the voice. She could only but stare at Jessica for a moment. The truth was that the tape had all the proofs, yet she couldn't but help and come here to find out if it was so. Hear from the horse's mouth as it would seem. "It can't be true, Jessica." Isabella retained the innocence that she was holding on to. She believed Jessica to be everything. Jessica was temperamental, aloof, hotheaded and all sorts of things, but never had she displayed herself as someone disloyal, let alone a narcissist. That adjective just didn't fit the kind of person that she was. "There's something I heard about and can't sit with it." Isabella trailed off again. Looking back at everything that the both of them had gone through, there was no way to look at that accusation and be fine with it. A big part of her wanted to believe that the lad had made those things up in order to spite Jessica, even though she didn't believe how that could be.

"So, what am I supposed to do with that info---" Jessica instantly trailed off, unable to complete the argument she was going to sustain. She was quiet for a moment as she looked around. It was hard to tell what she was looking for. She looked back at Isabella and observed her face closely to judge if she was messing with her. "She is his sister?" She started shaking her head as though she had heard a taboo. "How did you know about that?""That Dora is Gamaliel's sister?" Isabella asked. "No, not that. How did you get to know Dora, you fool!" Jessica snapped. "I know about Dora, even though I've never met her. I knew all along that Gamaliel has a sister, just tell me how you were opportune to meet her and not me!"Isabella was speechless. How come everything she was weary of was playing into scene right at that moment. Jessica was digging deeper into the reality that she couldn't explain; a reality that Isabella couldn't understand. "I met her at a cafe." Isabella answered. "She w

Everywhere was still and quiet for a moment. So much that the gentle whooshing of the breeze could be loudly heard dribbling to and fro. The realization of what could have happened dawned on all of them as both Isabella and her mother couldn't quite bring themselves to close their mouths; while the daughter had her hand over her mouth, the mother had it widely opened. It was the reality but they didn't want to believe that that was possible. Although unreasonable and scary, it was quite easy to accept that she was psychopath who could use things for her own gain, but thinking that she could wield a weapon to the very same effect?Aside from the cry of Kaira which had just shot out of nowhere, the knife in the hand of Jessica which was riding on the strength of the deadly gaze that sat deeply in her face. "Oh my goodness!!!" Dorathy couldn't hold the horror and shock in anymore. Kaira had been able to push Mark out of the way. Mark had originally been distracted by the sudden call

"What!!!" All three exclaimed almost at the same time. It was a chorus. The shock was evident, not only in the looks but in the reactions. Flowing like a liquid from here to there. "What did you just say?" Isabella moved closer in her seat. She was having a hard time believing what the driver had just said. "If you have a connection, you would have been able to figure out why the noble families never want to associate with the Nolan Family. They had a very serious reason.""Stop the car." Isabella didn't know why she had given that order, but that seemed like the only thing she could think of at that moment. Surprisingly, none of the two objected to the order that she had given. Both Dorathy and Mark were equally intrigued and shocked by what the driver had just said. There was no way any of them would have imagined it. The driver, realizing the status of the people he was rendering a service to, dared not to argue with the order. He looked across and was in luck. He pulled into t