Fated To Three Betrayed By All Until She Rose (Leilani) by Ahvahh novel Chapter 298

Chapter 298: Family errands.

Leilani.

I never knew when father was laid to rest— not like the old man deserved rest after the kind of life he led. I was also not involved in his final rites, and while Gavin had tried so hard to invite me, I turned him down, deciding not to give mother or her daughter the chance to get under my skin again.

It has been a week also since the funeral and everything that came with it, so why the hell is my phone ringing now like the devil had just flown into NYC... and guess what?

It was mom’s number calling!

Shortly after father’s funeral, mom and Chalice returned to their semi-detached duplexes in the pack’s dungeons, so I kind of find it strange now that she could still reach me from there despite everything.

I didn’t pick up.

"Are you sure you’ll just let her keep calling you?" Agne’s voice pulled me out of my reverie and I lifted my head up for a moment to beam a small smile at her as I shook my head.

"No." I answered, "I plan to block her after a couple more rings."

"But—"

"If you want to say; ’but hear her out’, please don’t!" I snapped angrily, interrupting her. For a very brief moment, memories of how badly she had treated me in front of all those guests plagued my mind, filling me with a kind of rage so deep, I could feel it settling at the base of my stomach.

I had gone there that day to mourn the dead. To show them that I still had some iota of respect for the dead man, even though it was all just for show. And what did I get in return?

Embarrassment. Mockery. Insults...

I shook my head. "You were not there to see the way she treated me in front of all those people. You were not there when she asked some red faced guy whom I’ve never seen before to ask me to leave..."

"Leilani—"

"She called me a bastard in front of all those people, Agnes, when I would’ve never been the bastard she so resents if she wasn’t such a whore."

At my words, Agnes clamped her lips together, a flicker of something that looked like pity fleeting across her features as she turned away. She drawled; "I wasn’t there... so I would never understand."

Her eyes raked the folder in my hand for a brief moment after a beat of silence had settled between us, and then she whispered; "I do not think it’s worth it then... talking to her, trying to know what she wants... it’s not worth it."

She then pulled out a bottle of chilled water from the fridge, and after placing it on the table with which I was working, she strode off, leaving me to listen over and over again to my conflicting thoughts.

—

"The entire design is good. I love the concept and its features. I also love the fact that it doesn’t need much for it to run efficiently. So what is the budget for this project?" Dr Rodger’s voice seeped into my ears and I could only pause for a millisecond because... I couldn’t believe that he’d just said that!

To me!

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