“I must have forgotten. Anyway, Klen, would you like to join me for some tea? I’d appreciate it if you'd help me remember some things about this household that I have forgotten.”Klen is immediately flattered by my abrupt invitation. And although he refuses to sit at the same table as me, Klen prefers standing by my side as he begins to answer most of my queries about Claudette Silverstone.From my conversation with Klen, I am able to discover that I am indeed reborn again and at the same time, the clock moves backwards into five years before my engagement with Matteo. And that is the time before Matteo and I even met each other.I also learn that Claudette is the last living Silverstone across Anacortes, and she also happens to be the last heiress of the Silver Moon Pack. If my memory serves me right, back in the present time, the Silver Moon pack was considered an extinct pack after the rest of them got infected by an unknown disease. The Silverstone family is the last line that
Fortunate of me that I can use my amnesia reasoning to help me get away from all of these information. “I’m sorry Klen, I really don’t remember any of the things you just said.”“Forgive me, Ms. Claudette. I forgot that you temporary lost your memories once again.”He said it as if there was any more chance for me to even get all of those memories back. It was an impossible hope knowing that I am not even the real Claudette Silverstone in the first place. I am just in her body, and I am just pretending to be her for the time being until I make all of my plans happen. CHAPTER FIVETaylor and I are accompanied by Klen as we make a beeline for the police station. They're being extra cautious around me because they decided to get the family carriage of the Silverstones moving instead of the automobile car. I know that I'm perfectly fine, but I just can't tell them that right now. At this moment, I have to continue doing what I can to keep this roleplay going. Klen immediately assists
“Of course. If you are not aware, I am greatly in debt to your late father, Julius Silverstone. If it hadn’t been for him, I wouldn’t be able to become a police sergeant today. That’s why I’ll see to it that I can find a way to give justice to your father’s death.” Sergeant Gabriel is very determined, given the words he left me.“Thank you, Sergeant. My father would certainly be happy to hear that. We’ll go ahead.” I told him as we all made our exit from the building.While we were heading home, I suddenly asked them to stop by the town to buy some drinks. Thankfully, Taylor trusted me easily after she handed over my purse to me. I quickly enter a 24/7 convenience mart and hide myself behind one of the shelves, pretending that I am buying something. At that moment, I immediately checked on Taylor and Klen, they were still outside waiting for me. I needed to get away from here in order to go check on my mother. I want to see her and my old self. As I try to find my way out, it seems
I quickly snapped myself out of that recollection and immediately hurried my footsteps into the kitchen. If my recollection serves me correctly, my mother is probably already in the process of preparing the ingredients that she will use to cook for the Alforque's lunch around this time.One of the things that I can’t simply forget is that my mother often asks me to help her in the kitchen around this time. I came inside the kitchen expecting to see my mother, but I just ended up being disappointed since she wasn’t even around.That is very peculiar, considering that she ought to be in the kitchen right at this very minute. This makes me wonder about other things all of a sudden. Immediately, I went to our rooms to check on her and see if she was even there, but the door was apparently locked when I got there. I wonder if she eventually is out to buy something and that’s why she isn’t around the manor, especially the kitchen. Somehow, it’s really making me even more curious where she
I noticed that his hands are very warm and even his naked upper body. For an instance, I feel thankful that it is dark inside the room and that this man will not be able to see the flush of red across my face. Particularly now that my face is buried against his bare chest.This time, I forced myself to speak and the only few words that came out from my lips were, “Who are you?”And seriously, I feel disappointed that he didn’t even bother giving me a reply. All that I can hear is his heavy puffing. There I wonder if I am that heavy for him to exhale in such a manner.He doesn’t even have to carry me in the first place? And as that annoyance hit me, I instantly became aware that I can now control my body. With that, I swiftly tried to make my escape but it was pointless. He is just too strong for me to subdue.Immediately, this man threw me into the bed. I thought I'd bounce back to the ceiling with the way he threw me but I was wrong. The bed is just so soft that by the time I land o
Hello? I just called him? However, he did not move from his position, making it appear as though he, too, is a little perplexed by the way I am calling him.“Uh Matteo, right?” I said it again. I am aware that it comes across as pathetic and reckless. However, I need to reassure myself that the person I am speaking with is in fact Matteo.Even though he appears to be Matteo, a part of my mind tells me that there is something off about it and that he is not Matteo. This causes me to feel a sense of confusion and bewilderment at the same time. Why am I even having some doubts?The questions that have been running through my head are only answered when he finally adjusts his position in the bed after he has spent a moment fondling his crotch as a result of my knees accidentally hitting him. After that, he leaned over to the side of the bed where the pillows were and propped his head on his hand. There, he asks in the naughtiest yet most seductive voice I've ever heard, "Did you just ca
When I'm feeling down, Senry always knows just what to say to make me feel better. Like a real brother, Senry—especially when difficult situations arise—is the one who comes to my aid, and for that, I always owe him a debt of gratitude. As both of us make our way toward the front stage, I finally notice that the organizers have put a lot of effort into making this occasion look as impressive as possible. Even the entirety of the garden has been decked out with a substantial number of Stargazer flowers. Everyone is dressed to the nines in their finest evening attire, including suits and elegant dresses. The vast majority of them come from well-known packs located outside of Anacortes. The rest were either underlings of the Blue Moon pack headed by Matteo. Upon my arrival at the stage, the first thing that I notice is Chelsie’s Presence. That made me wonder what she is doing here when I don’t remember inviting her in. She is my rival. Ever since we were kids, all she has done is make
Calaestina was now torn between maintaining her sanity and exacting revenge after hearing about the wrongdoings committed by Eris. She was as fiery as a flame of fire and as terrifying as the darkest stray of a night spent in the desert alone.Despite everything that she had done for Eris, she had committed not just one but an excessive number of betrayals against her over the years. Calaestina could hardly fathom how in the world Eris could even have the nerve to actually carry out such a heinous act, let alone have the guts to do it. The fact that Eris went to such lengths as to actually plot the murder of Calaestina's son was the one thing that Calaestina hated more than any of the other wrongdoings that Eris had committed. How could she have been so heartless as to do something like that to a child who could not possibly have had even the remotest intention of fighting back against his mother?Calaestina's son was a good boy, and even when he was an adult, he never once attempted