The Wrong Bride!
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Nevaeh sucked in air as she stood before the building complex that stood tall like the mountain of fear weighing heavily on her heart. She felt cold crawl over her stomach as her eyes glanced over the building. There were hundreds of people working inside, some who had worked with Elle for years. What if someone recognizes her and could tell she wasn't Elle? She dragged in another round of shaky breath.
That shouldn't be possible.
She didn't know what to expect, but she wanted to believe everything would be fine. It had to be because she was in a precarious situation and finding a clue was of great pertinence to her. It was the only way she could save herself from the impending doom that loomed about her. Nevaeh didn't know what to look for, but she hoped Elle must have left something, anything that could help in finding her.
"Madam," She heard him say, halting her on her heels. Neveah turned to see Simon standing beside her. 'He wasn't going in with her, was he?'
"You can wait here," She told him.
"But I can't, the master-"
"Is not here." She interjected him. "Don't worry Simon, I'll be back shortly." She smiled confidently at him, but the reluctant look on his face told her he wasn't having it, but before he could protest, she turned away and walked into the building leaving him in a compromised position.
With squared shoulders, she ambled across the lobby and into the elevator. She was awed to see where her sister worked. Elle had vaguely talked about her workplace over their conversations in the past years, and she had looked it up a few times but she didn't expect it to be this grand. It was the biggest publishing house in the country with hundreds of workers.
Elle must be doing well for herself. Neveah could feel the confused and uncomfortable eyes peering at her the moment she walked out of the elevator. She greeted a few people, but that only worsened the situation as they scampered away in fear, leaving her utterly confused.
Her eyes darted around the people desperately looking for the person whose contact in Elle's phone was saved as 'Secretary', and she had spoken with her this morning. As if she had conjured the person out of her mind, a small-framed brunette haired girl suddenly appeared in front of her with a nervous smile etched on her lips and a quavering hand bearing a cup of tea.
"Miss Elle... I'm sorry I couldn't get your coffee. I...I wasn't aware you'd be coming in today till you called, so...so I got tea." She stuttered, cold sweat breaking on her face as her hands trembled.
Nevaeh's brows creased as she stared at the girl. She must have been running, and it was obvious she was scared of her. Fear has become familiar to her. She could feel it, taste it, even with her eyes closed, because it has become her companion these past days.
But why was this girl so scared?
She sighed as she took a step closer, her eyes gazing over the ID tag hanging over her neck. She tucked a sweat stuck lock behind her ear, before receiving the cup of tea. "Thank you, Ariana, I love tea." She smiled leaving the girl completely stunned, not just her but the people who had been shooting cautious glances at her.
"Miss... Steele." Her fully widened eyes blinked in confusion making Nevaeh chuckle. She was cute.
"Let's head to my desk, shall we?" She smiled sweetly at her, while the girl nodded.
Nevaeh carefully let the girl lead her to the office with her trailing behind. But she didn't miss the fearful look buried in the eyes of the staff as she walked past.
What in the name of the devil has her sister been doing to these people?
Nevaeh wasn't too surprised to see Elle's office. It was just as she had imagined. Very Elle-ish. All red, properly arranged and no family photograph. Typical Elle.
Her eyes scanned across the room before settling back on Ariana who stiffly stood by the door with her observant eyes fixed on her. "You can leave, Ariana. I'll call for you if I need anything." She said while the girl nodded before leaving the room.
Nevaeh took a sip of the tea and moaned in satisfaction. She was a tea person, and it seems Ariana's mistake was in her favour. Nevaeh settled down on the seat and immediately delved into what had brought her there. She didn't have the time to waste.
Drawer after drawer she searched. File after file she looked, but after two long hours, she still couldn't find a clue. Not an odd piece of information or anything at all to point in a direction of where her sister had run off to. She sighed defeatedly as she lolled back on the chair, her mind running through any of the places Elle could be, but nothing popped into her mind.
This was a waste of time. She should have known better than to come here. If there was anything peculiar about her sister, it was the fact that she was calculative and meticulous. If she truly wanted to disappear, she wouldn't be stupid enough to leave a clue lying around.
"Miss Steele." Nevaeh jerked upright when someone knocked on her door, it was Ariana. The shocked look on the girl's face as she looked over the mess she had created made her feel embarrassed.
"Are you searching for something?" Ariana asked.
"No. Don't worry, I'll fix it," Nevaeh replied with an apologetic note making the girl pay her an odd look. Nevaeh shifted uncomfortably under Ariana's odd gaze. "Is there something you want?" She inquired.
"The email you sent last night, do you still want me to submit it to the editor, or will you-?"
"Email? She sent an email?" Nevaeh's asked in shock surprise as she jerked to her feet while Ariana gazed at her confusedly.
"Get me another cup of tea, would you?." She requested, her eyes following Ariana till she was out of sight. She looked at the file and she couldn't help but sigh. It was another article about another family. Elle was always looking for trouble. She has always wondered why she picked this line of work.
Nevaeh didn't have much time to waste as Ariana might return soon. She quickly took a snap of the IP address and sent it to her father. It seems going there wasn't an absolute waste of time.
Nevaeh was just about to step out of the office when Ariana returned.
"Your tea."
"Thank you, Ariana, but I have to leave now." She said.
"And...the file."
"Submit it." She replied as she hurried towards the door, but Ariana stopped her.
"Be careful, Miss Steele." The girl said with worry and concern.
"And you too, Ariana. Take care." Nevaeh smiled and walked away.
Nevaeh was about dialling her father's number when his call came in.
"Nevaeh, what did you send me? Are you okay?" He asked the moment she answered the phone. Nevaeh sighed when she heard the worry in his voice.
"Dad, I'm fine. It's an IP address can you help me trace it?" She asked.
"For Elle?" He asked.
"Yes."
"Where did you get it? Did she send you a mail? What did she say?" He asked in one breath. Other than being worried for her, Nevaeh could tell he was also worried for Elle. He might be angry at her, but he was still their father. She sighed realizing how difficult all this must be for her parents.
"No, she didn't send me a mail." She told him.
"Then-"
"Father, just help me. I want to go home." Her voice lowered making her father sigh bitterly.
"I will. I will bring you home, my dear. I promise." He said before hanging up. Nevaeh had only hung up the call when someone suddenly bumped into her.
"I'm sor-" Her voice trailed when her eyes gazed at the face of the person she had collided into. She looked so beautiful, with emerald green eyes that gleamed so brightly, so did her skin. She was practically glowing. What sort of skin product were people using these days? She pondered
"I'm sorry." She apologized while the lady smiled at her. She was about to walk away when she suddenly felt a tight grip on her hand. She was surprised to see the lady holding onto her so firmly.
"You-"
"Be careful Nevaeh, they see you now. Remember what you are."
Nevaeh suddenly felt her body been pushed to the side and she expected a fall, but she was firmly standing on her feet. Her heart suddenly began to race. She snapped her head around to look for the lady, but she was gone. What the hell just happened?
She craned her neck to look but there was nothing. Did she just imagine that or that had really happened? She looked at her hand which she had gripped and that was when she saw the blood dripping from her hand.
She had been cut? How?
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Chapter 35: Be Careful
Nevaeh sucked in air as she stood before the building complex that stood tall like the mountain of fear weighing heavily on her heart. She felt cold crawl over her stomach as her eyes glanced over the building. There were hundreds of people working inside, some who had worked with Elle for years. What if someone recognizes her and could tell she wasn't Elle? She dragged in another round of shaky breath.
That shouldn't be possible.
She didn't know what to expect, but she wanted to believe everything would be fine. It had to be because she was in a precarious situation and finding a clue was of great pertinence to her. It was the only way she could save herself from the impending doom that loomed about her. Nevaeh didn't know what to look for, but she hoped Elle must have left something, anything that could help in finding her.
"Madam," She heard him say, halting her on her heels. Neveah turned to see Simon standing beside her. 'He wasn't going in with her, was he?'
"You can wait here," She told him.
"But I can't, the master-"
"Is not here." She interjected him. "Don't worry Simon, I'll be back shortly." She smiled confidently at him, but the reluctant look on his face told her he wasn't having it, but before he could protest, she turned away and walked into the building leaving him in a compromised position.
With squared shoulders, she ambled across the lobby and into the elevator. She was awed to see where her sister worked. Elle had vaguely talked about her workplace over their conversations in the past years, and she had looked it up a few times but she didn't expect it to be this grand. It was the biggest publishing house in the country with hundreds of workers.
Elle must be doing well for herself. Neveah could feel the confused and uncomfortable eyes peering at her the moment she walked out of the elevator. She greeted a few people, but that only worsened the situation as they scampered away in fear, leaving her utterly confused.
Her eyes darted around the people desperately looking for the person whose contact in Elle's phone was saved as 'Secretary', and she had spoken with her this morning. As if she had conjured the person out of her mind, a small-framed brunette haired girl suddenly appeared in front of her with a nervous smile etched on her lips and a quavering hand bearing a cup of tea.
"Miss Elle... I'm sorry I couldn't get your coffee. I...I wasn't aware you'd be coming in today till you called, so...so I got tea." She stuttered, cold sweat breaking on her face as her hands trembled.
Nevaeh's brows creased as she stared at the girl. She must have been running, and it was obvious she was scared of her. Fear has become familiar to her. She could feel it, taste it, even with her eyes closed, because it has become her companion these past days.
But why was this girl so scared?
She sighed as she took a step closer, her eyes gazing over the ID tag hanging over her neck. She tucked a sweat stuck lock behind her ear, before receiving the cup of tea. "Thank you, Ariana, I love tea." She smiled leaving the girl completely stunned, not just her but the people who had been shooting cautious glances at her.
"Miss... Steele." Her fully widened eyes blinked in confusion making Nevaeh chuckle. She was cute.
"Let's head to my desk, shall we?" She smiled sweetly at her, while the girl nodded.
Nevaeh carefully let the girl lead her to the office with her trailing behind. But she didn't miss the fearful look buried in the eyes of the staff as she walked past.
What in the name of the devil has her sister been doing to these people?
Nevaeh wasn't too surprised to see Elle's office. It was just as she had imagined. Very Elle-ish. All red, properly arranged and no family photograph. Typical Elle.
Nevaeh took a sip of the tea and moaned in satisfaction. She was a tea person, and it seems Ariana's mistake was in her favour. Nevaeh settled down on the seat and immediately delved into what had brought her there. She didn't have the time to waste.
Drawer after drawer she searched. File after file she looked, but after two long hours, she still couldn't find a clue. Not an odd piece of information or anything at all to point in a direction of where her sister had run off to. She sighed defeatedly as she lolled back on the chair, her mind running through any of the places Elle could be, but nothing popped into her mind.
This was a waste of time. She should have known better than to come here. If there was anything peculiar about her sister, it was the fact that she was calculative and meticulous. If she truly wanted to disappear, she wouldn't be stupid enough to leave a clue lying around.
"Miss Steele." Nevaeh jerked upright when someone knocked on her door, it was Ariana. The shocked look on the girl's face as she looked over the mess she had created made her feel embarrassed.
"Are you searching for something?" Ariana asked.
"No. Don't worry, I'll fix it," Nevaeh replied with an apologetic note making the girl pay her an odd look. Nevaeh shifted uncomfortably under Ariana's odd gaze. "Is there something you want?" She inquired.
"The email you sent last night, do you still want me to submit it to the editor, or will you-?"
"Email? She sent an email?" Nevaeh's asked in shock surprise as she jerked to her feet while Ariana gazed at her confusedly.
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Nevaeh faked a weird laugh, "I mean I sent an email, let me see it." She said. Ariana approached her with her laptop, an open file on display."Get me another cup of tea, would you?." She requested, her eyes following Ariana till she was out of sight. She looked at the file and she couldn't help but sigh. It was another article about another family. Elle was always looking for trouble. She has always wondered why she picked this line of work.
Nevaeh didn't have much time to waste as Ariana might return soon. She quickly took a snap of the IP address and sent it to her father. It seems going there wasn't an absolute waste of time.
Nevaeh was just about to step out of the office when Ariana returned.
"Your tea."
"Thank you, Ariana, but I have to leave now." She said.
"And...the file."
"Submit it." She replied as she hurried towards the door, but Ariana stopped her.
"Be careful, Miss Steele." The girl said with worry and concern.
"And you too, Ariana. Take care." Nevaeh smiled and walked away.
Nevaeh was about dialling her father's number when his call came in.
"Dad, I'm fine. It's an IP address can you help me trace it?" She asked.
"For Elle?" He asked.
"Yes."
"Where did you get it? Did she send you a mail? What did she say?" He asked in one breath. Other than being worried for her, Nevaeh could tell he was also worried for Elle. He might be angry at her, but he was still their father. She sighed realizing how difficult all this must be for her parents.
"No, she didn't send me a mail." She told him.
"Then-"
"Father, just help me. I want to go home." Her voice lowered making her father sigh bitterly.
"I will. I will bring you home, my dear. I promise." He said before hanging up. Nevaeh had only hung up the call when someone suddenly bumped into her.
"I'm sor-" Her voice trailed when her eyes gazed at the face of the person she had collided into. She looked so beautiful, with emerald green eyes that gleamed so brightly, so did her skin. She was practically glowing. What sort of skin product were people using these days? She pondered
"I'm sorry." She apologized while the lady smiled at her. She was about to walk away when she suddenly felt a tight grip on her hand. She was surprised to see the lady holding onto her so firmly.
"You-"
"Be careful Nevaeh, they see you now. Remember what you are."
Nevaeh suddenly felt her body been pushed to the side and she expected a fall, but she was firmly standing on her feet. Her heart suddenly began to race. She snapped her head around to look for the lady, but she was gone. What the hell just happened?
She craned her neck to look but there was nothing. Did she just imagine that or that had really happened? She looked at her hand which she had gripped and that was when she saw the blood dripping from her hand.
She had been cut? How?
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