A Love Reborn: Finding Romance Twice In One Lifetime
Chapter 302: THE TRUTH BACK THEN 2

Chapter 302: Chapter 302: THE TRUTH BACK THEN 2

"Over a decade ago, I had a client in this city, the matriarch of the Thomas family. We have been working together for a very long time.

Back then, which was my last time going there, I had another appointment with her and we were talking about dealing with a certain sensitive matter. Since it was sensitive, it needed to be dealt with delicately without leaving any flaws.

Because of its nature, only the trusted people were supposed to be there, but during the discussion, a slave was eavesdropping and that didn’t look well for any of us.

If that slave reported the matter to the patriarch of the family or the authorities, it wouldn’t do us any good. So, Shadow did what he knew was best. Expose the slave and let the family take care of her!"

As he said all that, Orson observed Calista closely, and he didn’t like what he was seeing.

There was indeed something wrong with the story, but he just didn’t know what exactly, so he could only continue.

"Slaves die every single day. That’s a normal occurrence. The death of a slave in exchange for keeping a secret wasn’t so bad. So, dealing with the slave in a manner that wouldn’t arouse suspicion, she was flogged to death. There are so many reasons a master can use to get rid of a ..."

Orson, as if possessed by the evil spirit, became too excited as he spoke, and those listening to that didn’t feel good at all.

Shadow was worried as he looked at his master, whose tone didn’t seem right. That didn’t seem to be his master at all, and yet he was.

Looking at Calista, whose face had gone completely dark, all he prayed for at that moment was to have the ability to shut his master up. Wasn’t he seeing that Calista was getting angry with each word that he spoke?

Unfortunately, Orson couldn’t stop himself. He wasn’t sure what was happening. His mind was fighting against his mouth, but the mouth seemed to be winning and Calista looked like she was about to kill someone.

’Someone wants me dead!’ that’s all he could think about as he continued to narrate.

"Haha!" Calista suddenly burst into a dry chuckle, as she walked towards Orson with reddened eyes, and her right hand clenching tightly the fan, which both men feared that with a simple wave, their heads would roll.

Rustle. Rustle.

With each step she took, the sounds of leaves being crushed rang in the men’s ears. At that moment Orson was back online with his back drenched in cold sweat, but he couldn’t utter any word.

He was afraid that the moment he did, he would become unrestrained and say something that would truly anger Calista and lose his life.

Calista walked steadily towards Orson, but he felt as if he was being sent slowly to the gutters and the feeling was dreadful.

When she finally stopped in front of him, her gaze was very cold without any ripples in it. He chuckled mockingly as he thought about what he should expect her to do after everything he had said. He closed his eyes in acceptance.

If she wanted his life, then take it. It wasn’t like he could escape with it right there.

But was she willing to play in his palms and grant him his wish?

The answer was a bold NO.

Calista rolled her eyes at Orson who had surrendered his life and turned away from him, surprising Orson, who was expecting the worst.

She walked towards Shadow and stopped in front of him. She looked at him for a long time, faint ripples in her eyes and after a while, she removed what she had stuffed in his mouth before walking away, her voice ringing in their ears.

"Rather than confusing one another what truly happened. Why don’t I show you what happened? Maybe that way, the both of you would understand why I am like this!"

They were both confused as they didn’t understand how they could experience or see what happened back then, however; they didn’t have the courage to ask lest they provoke her any further. Besides, she didn’t give them any time to think much about it, as a mist appeared from nowhere. Before they could resist, they found themselves in a familiar setting, though a bit disturbing.

"Yawn .... I am sleepy but I can’t go to sleep. Let me rush to the outhouse first before returning. Maybe I can still properly sleep then!" the skinny young girl wearing coarse clothes muttered to herself as she drowsily staggered on a paved path, her destination determined.

The moon was hanging in the sky, and the manor was quiet. Everyone had gone to bed, so she was at ease. However, as she was about to take a corner, she came to a sudden halt, her heart racing wildly as she heard voices, familiar ones, and that made her curious and wonder why these people were awake.

She wanted to turn her back and rush to the quarters, but then she got tempted and decided to take a sneak glimpse at who her mistress was meeting so late at night.

She sneakily peeked at the corner and hurriedly closed her mouth as she spotted a dark purple robe flashing by, followed by a person wearing a black mask. His ring looked flashy and visible at a glance, so she saw it vividly.

The girl hides again after seeing those people and decides to hurry back to the quarters. If she got found wandering outside, she might lose her life, and she wants that.

But she didn’t expect that after returning to the quarters, she would be dragged out of the room with the mammies, waking every slave sleeping.

"How dare you seduce your masters, you slave?"

"You shall be the example tonight, lest everyone think that they can do whatever they want just because they are female!"