Revenge After Divorce Novel by Black Rose

NICK

As pissed as I was about the whole thing, I knew I had to play it smart. She was the owner of a brothel, and I would like to think she didn’t get to where she was because she played it safe. She had skeletons in her closet, and I wanted to find them, but I wasn’t going to find anything if I was hasty. The woman was hiding something, and I needed to know what.

She should never have gone after my family and maybe she would have still had a good life, but she decided she wanted more. She maybe my sister but that did not mean she had good intentions. I moved away then took my phone. and dialled the man. “Sir?”

“Find out everything you can about my so–called sister.”

“Already done, sir. I do a check on everyone claiming to be a part of the family?” that was why he was there, to protect our interest and for interest’s sake. I asked. “Did you do a check on my wife as well?” silence. “Did you?” he cleared his throat.

“Your sister is who she claims to be, and the madam did send money to her mother every month, but it seems that money was used by her stepfather. He had a drinking problem and was abusive to her mother. Also, you will never believe who her younger sister is?”

I waited to hear what he was going to say next, I didn’t care that he said she was my sister, I was only going to believe that when I got the results I did myself. “Who is it?” I asked eager to know what my sister was hiding

“The woman you have been playing house with for the last three years.” I froze, she said she didn’t know where her sister was. How could she not know when they were in the same city. Also, was it a coincidence that her sister was living with me, and she just happened to be my sister? What were the odds.

“When did you find this out?” I asked curious to know. “When your father asked me to do a background check on her.” that meant father knew about the money. mother sent to them all these years and he still never said anything to mother. Did I judge him too quickly? Then why was he acting dumb at the house when his daughter spoke of this?

Maybe he didn’t say anything because he didn’t want to bring out the past, maybe he was just grateful his wife took care of his daughter or maybe e was waiting for the right time to talk to mother about #

“Are you sure Sandra is her sister?” I asked once again not able to comprehend what was going on. What did it all mean? She is her sister afright, helf sister but her sister none the less.” I sat on the hearest chair I could find with my mind going a hundred and eighty per minute.

How was Sandra living with me and her sister being my older sister? What did it mean, did she seek me out? She was Olivia’s friend, did she know she had a sister? But she said Sandra was an orphan when they met. Did she lie to Olivia? It didn’t make sense. Well, it could have been that their parents were already dead when she met Olivia which made her an orphan,

But why didn’t she mention a sister? I stood and went back to Samuel’s room eager to ask Olivia about this. But when I got there, she was asleep on the chair with her head on our son’s bed. I went out and asked the first nurse I saw to bring another bed.

Her body was going to be sore with her sleeping like that. I waited for the nurse to bring the bed and set it up. I then picked her up careful not to wake her, like she did a million times before, she snuggled on my chest making my heart. skip a beat.

I gently placed her on the bed, and she turned to the other side. I covered her with a blanket then went to seat on the chair she previously sat on. I looked at her then my son and I could tell she was his mother. He has her eyes and chin. While everything else was mine.

I sighed sending a text to the man. I needed to know what he knew about Olivia. He was loyal to the Jones family, and I didn’t know why he wouldn’t tell me what he found about my wife. Also, who the hell asked him to look into her?

Yes, his job was to gather intel about everyone we associated with. He did that. same with Olivia when we met but I didn’t know he did it again after prison. I felt frustrated because it seemed like everyone else knew about my wife’s time in prison while I knew nothing.

Even my best friend knew about it while was in the dark. “I need to know everything you found about my wife. Send it to me.” I pressed send and waited. It wasn’t long before he replied. “Am afraid I can’t do that, sir. I am not at liberty to share that information with you.”

I couldn’t sit still after hearing his reply. I went out and called him again. “What the hell do you mean not at liberty to share, who do you think you are talking to? I am your boss, and you will give me what I need.” I demanded.

“Actually sir, you are not my boss, your mother is. She is the one who brought me to the Jones family after she got married to your father. I am loyal to her, and I give out the information she wants me to give. She did not give me authorisation to give out this information and so I won’t. If you want answers. Ask your mother.”

He said then cut the call. Just what was mother involved in, did I not know the woman who gave birth to me? what the hell was going on with my family, why did I keep finding out things about them like that?

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