He Gave Her My Eyes A Story of Final Sight novel Chapter 77

Farris was in the middle of a wild night out with his friends, the kind where his phone could buzz nonstop and he’d never even bother to look—unless it was Theresia calling.

He slipped away to someplace quieter and picked up. “Theresia, it’s only been a couple days since we last talked. Already missing me?”

He always sounded like a flirt, the kind of guy who could charm anyone with a smile. Funny thing was, he’d never even had a girlfriend.

Theresia didn’t bother to banter with him. She went straight for it. “Farris, does your family own a transport company?”

“Yeah, we do. It’s called GlobalSpan Logistics. Business hasn’t been great, so my mom’s thinking of selling. Why? What’s up?”

“Sell it to me,” Theresia said, not missing a beat. “Market price. I need it for something.”

He blinked. “Wait, are you getting into business now?”

“Kind of.”

Farris was never the stingy type. “If you want it, consider it yours. Pay me whenever, I’m not worried.”

She laughed. “You think I’m broke or something? Do I look like I’m hurting for cash?”

Back when Theresia decided to leave, she’d sold all her jewelry and high-end bags. That alone added up to a couple million. She didn’t just sit on the cash, either. She invested it, got lucky, and made even more.

Then, after her comeback, a painting she did sold for a fortune. She put some of that money into Vermilion Gallery, and backed this promising new project at home. Both were turning out to be great decisions. At this point, she was more than comfortable—she was loaded.

Farris grinned. “Right, I keep forgetting who I’m talking to. You’ve got your hands in just about everything. I’ll talk to my mom as soon as I get home tonight. I’ll have an answer for you first thing in the morning.”

“Thanks, Farris. I appreciate it.”

“Well? Did you get the video?”

Patti glared at her, eyes full of venom. “Mom, don’t you think you should be worried about me first?”

Only then did Leila notice Patti’s hair was a mess, her makeup was smeared, and there was a clear handprint on her face. Leila’s heart dropped. “Patti, what happened to you? Why do you look like this?”

Patti’s anger was boiling over. Through clenched teeth, she told Leila everything that had happened.

Leila stumbled, nearly fainting. “How could this happen? Didn’t you give her three times the usual dose? How did she wake up? And she shocked you?”

Patti’s fists were tight, her eyes red and wild. “That bitch must have seen it coming and turned the tables on me. Mom, I want her gone.”

She explained how she’d woken up not long after being dragged into the hotel room. The thug started ripping her clothes off, leaving her completely exposed. No matter how much she pleaded, he wouldn’t believe her, convinced she was just trying to run away. She wanted to grab her phone to prove who she was, but it was gone—the only thing that could back her up, and it wasn’t there.