POV: Victoria
Mom knelt in front of them sobbing and begging, ignoring Cindy’s ranting. They still hadn’t spotted Carl and I because we were standing so distance away and the flowers were hiding us from their view. From their talks, I discovered that Cindy told Dad about the diamonds and now he is threatening to sell off the company if he cannot get his hands on the diamond, my diamonds.
I couldn’t see Dad from where I was standing and I wondered if he was aware of what his wife and daughter were doing to my mother. The annoying part is that mom is just kneeling and begging like a fucking urchin. That is very disappointing and annoying, to say the least. She is not acting like herself, she is not acting like the mom I know and love so much. She has always been tough and strong, she has always stood up to dad and she taught us to do the same too.
She has always planned to take back the company from her dad and she is seriously working hard towards it. She has a team of lawyers working tirelessly to find a blind spot in the will that Dad may try to capitalize on. She is working so hard to make sure he doesn’t try to steal or sell the company or her other properties before my birthday next month. She has been fighting to make sure he keeps everything intact and hand them over to me next month.
She has never let him get away with his attacks. Even if she knows she cannot win against him, she still puts up a fight and defends herself and is too. But today she is looking so pathetic and weak, that I do not even recognize her as my mother anymore. She is not fighting back, instead, she is begging and crying sadly. Auntie Vera and Cindy seem to having the best time of their lives.
They look so happy as they threaten a bully her, laughing excitedly. It’s hard to believe that Mom and Auntie Vera are sisters and that they used to be very close. No matter what my sister does to me, I don’t think I would ever want to see her in this pathetic situation. I can’t even bear to see a stranger this way, let alone my sister.
It’s hard to imagine…
“Are you done being idiots?” I asked sarcastically as I emerged from my hiding spot and came up in their view, smiling evilly.
“No, don’t be shy now. If you are done being foolish, just say the word so we can applaud your foolishness and award your classless attitudes!” I told them sternly, earning Auntie Vera’s fierce gaze.
“Watch your tongue young lady. You are in my house and,”
“Oh shut the fuck up, Auntie Vera!
This is not your house but mine, and you need to be counting the days and making plans to get the hell out of my property because I am coming for you and I’m coming hard!
I’m sure your parents saw that you are such an evil bitch and that is why they willed everything to my mom. How do you feel knowing that you will never be considered to be smart enough to handle anything important. You weren’t considered by your parents and you sure won’t be considered by that man you stole from your sister!
You should be ashamed of yourself. You keep trying to get everything from your sister. First, you stole her husband, now you want her wealth. Who knows, one day you may desire her looks and brains too.
So pathetic!
You have no shame, Auntie, you are not fit to be called an auntie to anyone. Not by me and certainly not by my sister. How can I call you Auntie when you stand there and watch this arrogant daughter of yours treating your sister this way. How can you hate your sister this much, what did she ever do to you?” I asked furiously, ignoring her hard glare. Her face turned red in anger and she tried to take a step in my direction to hurt me.
But the guards stepped forward and glared furiously at her, forcing her to take a step back. She turned to stare at the other corner of the house, looking furiously at whoever was hiding behind the house. I don’t know who is there and I don’t fucking care. I just turned furiously to the bratty child that called me a whore just now.
“And you!” I started angrily, facing Cindy this time.
“We were both at the banquet and we were each given the opportunity to win those diamonds. You had the moves and I got both moves and brain and that is why I was able to win the diamonds for myself. Yet you stand there and whine about me stealing from you?!
What is there to steal from a lowlife bitch like you, what makes you think that you have anything I want?” I asked her furiously, glaring g daggers at her.
“Watch it, Victoria. Screwing Raphael Hawkins and clawing your way into an elite family doesn’t put us on the same level. I am still the daughter of my father and I have my father’s love. That is one thing you will never have!” she retorted furiously, glaring back at me.
“With all your class and high level, why the hell didn’t you win the diamonds, why did you not win the old man’s favor?
I guess he could see through your charlatan, I guess he could tell from afar that you are nothing but a leech and a good for nothing gold digger, just like your mom!” I told her. At the moment of her mom and the rude comparison I just made, she got so furious and she raised her hand to hit me across the face in anger. But I held her hand and stopped it midair, stopping her from hitting me and pushing her off furiously.
She fell on her butt and yelled in pain, calling her mom’s attention to my attack as if her mom wasn’t standing right there and watching everything. I stood my ground and kept my cool, daring anyone of them to make a move on me or my mom.
“Get out of my house this minute!
Leave here before I make you regret it, you bastard child picked up from the…”
“No, don’t!” Mom yelled sadly as she crawled forward and held Auntie Vera’s legs, crying and begging,
“Don’t do this, please Vera, forgive my daughter, forgive us, please. If you ever cared for me as a sister, then you won’t do this!” Mom repeated continuously, making me even more furious at her than them.
“Why the hell are you begging these people, can’t you see that they do not deserve it?” I yelled at her in frustration, earning Cindy’s laughter. She laughed in a mocking tone, smiling evilly as she looked at my mom like a fool.
“If you want us to keep our mouths shut, then tell this bastard of yours to kneel before me and kiss my feet,” she demanded rudely, stretching her feet toward my mom’s face.