Filed To Story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
“Oh Reina,” Deborah waved at her, “Quite a pity that you married Niles…” She clicked her tongue in disapproval.
“However,” Deborah went on, “My fight is with your husband, Niles, and his daughter, Isabella – you’re just unlucky to be his wife. So thanks to that, I’ll spare your own kids,” She added, “As far as they behave,”
“And what happens if they don’t behave?” Reina already sensed where this conversation was going.
“Then I’ll treat them the same way I’m about to treat Isabella. A thorn to my cause must be eliminated. I’m not crazy enough to go after innocent blood,” Deborah claimed.
“You’re not crazy enough to go after innocent blood?” Reina scoffed, “What did Isabella do so wrong to deserve this ill-treatment from you?!”
“What did she do wrong?!” Deborah looked as if Reina just asked a ridiculous question.
She went ahead to say, “She is the reason why my life is shit! She’s the reason why I had to get married to an Oldman?! She’s the reason for everything!”
“Men,” said a bored voice that was undeniably Isabella’s from behind, and the camera moved to capture her.
Isabella lifted her head arrogantly, “You sure know how to lay blame. How am I responsible for every decision you made in your life?” She smirked, “I don’t remember holding a gun to your head and forced you to marry that old man. It was your choice. Also, you should really mind the way you speak to me, I’m definitely older than you,” Isabella warned her.
Everyone was left dumbfounded by Isabella’s attitude. She was at the mercy of Deborah and she still cared about respect? Who does that?
Thankfully Deborah didn’t take offense by that comment and simply walked over to where Isabella sat. She placed her hands on the armrest of the chair and sneered, “You’re not responsible for the bad luck in my life?” She sneered with thick disdain, “Niles would have known about my existence if you hadn’t taken that letter away,”
“What are you talking about?” Isabella was confused this time.
“The day I handed my letter to your father’s secretary, you came along. I knew you saw that letter and I was actually worried you’d read it but I had to hope that luck was on my side. And then I waited while hoping that Niles would call after he reads it. That he’d want to know about the illegitimate daughter he had, but nothing…!” Deborah said while laughing, but one could see the pain in her eyes.
“He never came nor called nor looked for me. The only thing I received days later was my sack letter and that was when I knew you either got rid of the letter or he doesn’t want me and was trying his best to get rid of me so I do not ruin the perfect life he was trying to build with Reina and his new children, “
Deborah turned to Allen and Ailee and then back to the screen, directly to Reina saying,” It seems you all have to pay, everyone in one way or the other contributed to my misery, “
“Listen here, Deborah,” Isabella drew her attention back to her, “I’m not trying to sound like a pussy or something, but trust me when I say I have no idea about that letter you’re talking about. I might be rebellious but I respect Niles’ privacy. Moreover, I have better things to do than to read the letter of a cleaner,” she hinted that she finally remembered that day.
“Then what are you trying to say? That your father was the one with the secret?” Deborah found it hard to believe her.
“I don’t know. You’re the one on the call with him, you should ask him,” Isabella said and Deborah turned to her screen.
“Dear daddy dearest, it seems all evidence falls on you….” She directly faced the camera, “So tell me, since when did you know I’m your daughter?” She was eager to hear his confession.
“I didn’t know about your existence until today,” Niles said, his look hardened, “If you’re looking for someone to lay your blames, then it isn’t me nor Isabella. She doesn’t lie,”
Deborah chuckled, “So in one word, you’re telling me that I’m on a goose chase and that none of you is responsible for the damnation of my fate? Is that it?”
Yet, there was no response from any of them. The silence was so deafening that even a pin dropped would resonate loudly across the room. Unfortunately, Deborah saw that gesture as an insult – they didn’t take her seriously.
“Fine, let’s see who’s lying then. Perhaps, this gesture would jolt your memory a little,” Deborah said with a sinister smile that sent chills down the spine of those watching.
Before anyone could stop her, Deborah went over to Isabella’s side and yanked her hair back and tight drawing a sharp hiss of pain from her lips.
Her hands then landed on Isabella’s cheeks as she began to slap her, not once, nor twice nor thrice. Deborah just continued to slap Isabella repeatedly as if she had finally lost her mind until Niles finally shouted,
“Stop it! I remember!”
The third point of view :
Niles had never felt as powerless as that moment he saw?Isabella being manhandled right in front of him. The only thing he knew at that moment was that he needed to save Isabella and with the adrenaline running in his veins, he shouted, “Stop it! I remember!”
But even with that, Deborah didn’t stop and he had to shout alongside Reina, “Stop it!”
“He says he remembers already!”
That plea finally reached Deborah’s ear and she pulled out with a gasp. Slapping Isabella had been a rejuvenating exercise. Over the years, she had kept a watch on Isabella, seeing how she was glamorous and arrogant – the envy stabbed deep into her heart.
Deborah had the money to remove the excessive fat in her body surgically, but what was the use? Every time she stared at the mirror, all she would see was the fat ugly girl who everyone didn’t want – even her father. Moreover, her appearance reminded her of her mission so she couldn’t erase it like that.
So it felt fulfilling slapping Isabella. It made her feel powerful and on top. Finally, Isabella was below her and she could do whatever she wanted with her.
“So,” Deborah finally turned to them, heaving a bit from the small exercise, “Do tell? Since when did you know about my existence?”
Before Niles answered, his gaze moved to Isabella. The girl had not shed a single tear throughout the ordeal, however, he could see the madness in her eyes. Deborah was a dead woman once she got out of here.
Isabella’s cheeks were so red that there were signs of bleeding beneath her skin. The side of her lips was bruised and there were cuts across her cheek from Deborah’s sharp manicured nails.
“I did not know about your existence until moments ago,” Niles said, making contact with Julie who was making contact with Sakuzi’s men sent out to rescue them.
They were trying to identify the type of bomb Deborah used and how to neutralize it without setting it off unintentionally. They could have used snipers but Deborah was smart enough to block every little access to the outside. The windows were barricaded nor could they fire blindly else they hurt innocent people.
At the moment, there were only three ways to get into the house; the entrance door, the backdoor, and the roof. Unfortunately, both entrances were ridden with sensitive bombs, and the door leading out to the roof was lined with one as well.
Deborah was determined to die together with them if her plan didn’t go well. On the bright side, they’ve managed to identify the bomb but they needed time to disarm it. Unfortunately, time isn’t what they have.
“Are you kidding me right now?!” Deborah was dumbfounded. Clearly, that was not the answer she desired. She needed to hear it from Niles’ mouth, him acknowledging the truth of the secret he had been keeping all while.
“I’m not lying? Why should I lie to you?”
“Well, plenty of reasons. But first of all, you wouldn’t want that petty secret to destroy the peaceful knowledge you’ve had with Reina!” She pointed out.
“You talk about handing a letter to me, how sure are you that it reached my hand? I receive thousands of documents and letters every day to review, how sure are you that it wasn’t buried with the pile and mistakenly discarded? Have you thought of that possibility? Why didn’t you approach me? Why are you trying to make it my and Isabella’s fault you failed to fight for your right?” Niles scolded her.
The truth is that Deborah had thought of the possibility of the letter never reaching Niles but the circumstances leading up to her being fired from her job were too suspicious. Moreover, it was much easier blaming and hating someone for her misfortune than actually acknowledging her shortcomings.
Why hasn’t she approached Niles? Well, she didn’t have the confidence and the letter had been a much better option. Like come on, would Niles that a fat, ugly girl was his daughter. The only beautiful feature in her body was her amber eyes and yet it was the same eyes she loathed while staring at herself in the mirror every day.