Painful seduction

She searched her wardrobe for documents that could lead her to discovering if her sister was really dead but she couldn’t find any. Everything were just recent magazines and journals. Nothing was older than a year.

She sat on the bed with a thud as she tried to recollect if she could remember anything from her past but couldn’t, apart from the pictures which Mr. Anderson had shown her as her parents photo, she had no memories of her own.

Alot has been happening recently as she rummage her wardrobe this time she was looking for a dress to wear out.

She found Axl’s behavior strange but had decided to play along with whatever Axl and his father might be playing. She just couldn’t believe Axl could change so easily and each time she wanted to trust him, she always remembered how madly he needed the wealth of her father.

She had searched the wardrobe for a long time and decided to stay at home when an idea struck her. All these while she had never thought of going to the newspaper agency that published the papers on the day of the accident and the media which carried the information about her parents death

They must have a little information about her sister or maybe she could get the information on what really happened that day.

After Dementrio left the other day she hired the services of a secret Agent who was to help her find her lost sister but just an hour ago she had called him to forget about the investigation. She wanted to do everything herself.

Finding no t-shirt and jeans which she had been looking for since, she decided to settle for something else. She just noticed that all her clothes were either for office or dinner parties.

In few minutes she was dressed already in a lovely yellow stripped straight gown which stopped right on her knee.

Within seconds she was already driving her black limousine on the streets of Los Angeles.

She was going to the newspaper agency as she thought of getting more information from there.

The ride was smooth and all through she didn’t focus on things around her. She partly focused on driving with her eyes but her thoughts were full of how she didn’t have any memories of her sister.

Mr. Anderson had already warned her about going to the Chester’s mansion and she didn’t want to disobey him.

The Daily All Times Newspaper is a 3 storey building built about 30 years. It was the first newspaper company that ever existed and luckily it had been able to maintain it’s status as the head by getting more information than the others.

She stood outside the big office of the company contemplating if she should go inside or not.

It then dawned on her that all these times she had not thought of what to say to them.

What would she talk about? What questions were on her mind?

She thought of seeing the manager but that would be very risky, she didn’t want someone who would try to blackmail her in the future.

She took a deep breath and entered the building.

The door opened to an office with many individuals working on the system at the same time. It wasn’t what she had expected at all.

At one end was an elevator.

I would check it out when am done, she thought.

Looking around seeing everyone working, with eyes fixed on their systems and fingers typing on the keyboard, she became confused on who to approach.

She took a long look around the room and then her eyes met with a lady’s before she could get a full scan of her she turned to focus on gee laptop.

Cathy looked at her and discovered she was really pretty and something about her was familiar.

She slowly walked up to her but then the beautiful young lady looked really scared as she saw Cathy approaching.

Instantly, Cathy knew something was wrong. She got to her desk and greeted her politely but got no response from her.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

‘ I want to make an enquiry ‘ Cathy said.

‘ I can’t help you an busy’ she said as she fidgeted.

Cathy persisted but she still got the same answer.

She walked away to meet another staff who was a handsome guy in his 20’s. He welcomed her warmly and she asked immediately she sat down.

‘The lady I spoke to earlier, what’s her name?’.

‘Ohhh, she is Nelly… Nelly Chester…’.

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