Chapter 3 EPISODE THREE.
3.
KIMBERLY'S POV.
"Kimberly!" Cora calls in a panicked tone the moment I enter the room. I have no energy left in me to answer her so I just plop myself lazily on the bed, staring into space.
"What are we going to do? This is just like another hell, Kim, I can't do this again." Her body shakes in sobs as she collapses beside the bed frame, crying profusely.
I manage to drag my body towards her and drop my hand on her lap, fresh tears prickle my eyes again.
"I'm sorry I dragged you into this." I croak out tearfully, my words incoherent but audible enough for her to place her hand on mine."God,I should have known that this was a trap. It was too easy to convince him, I thought he wanted to redeem his sins. I thought..."
"We don't have the time to start blaming our actions, Kimberly. Let's look for a solution."
"A solution?" I gasp the words out as if her words terrify me, making me dally on the offer Rafael made to me, it's just too good to be true, we don't know each other well for him to go to that lengths to help me. I know he's rich and well made on his own but a hundred million dollars is not what peanuts people give out just because they want to help a stranger.
"Do you have anything in mind?" Cora asks, curiosity threading the question.
"No, I don't have anything in mind." I answer a little bit quickly, it's too early for me to tell her Rafael offered to help, I don't want to raise her hope up.
"Well, I read in an article that you can debunk the inheritance if you don't want it, especially in this situation where the debt is too much for you to pay."
"There's something like that?" Surprise strangles through me but in a relaxing way.
"Yeah. But it isn't common."
"Well, my situation isn't common." I reply immediately, feeling quite hopeful that there's a tiny ray of hope for us.
But why didn't Rafael suggest this to me? Why did he insist on buying it?
Or does he want me to be at his Mercy the same way his father had me by my throat?
What the hell was going on in that man's head?
"We should go to the Lawyer's office tomorrow." Cora suggests, tapping her chin with her fingers calculatedly.
"No, I will go. Stay at home and monitor Eliana's movement. We can't afford to relax at this point."
"You're right. Who knows what that bitch is up to?" She scoffs, relaxing her head on my shoulder as we're both on the floor, soaking this situation in.
Hopefully, by this time tomorrow, we would already be out of this house, free and out of the shackles we're trapped in.
During the night, Sleep evades me, I can't even close my eyes because of the thought rioting in my head, How do I wriggle myself out of Rafael's grasp?
That man looks like someone who doesn't give up on whatever he wants.
Gosh, I hope he forgets every idea of me in his head.
Morning came by slowly, I jump down the bed to take my bath so I could catch the first bus.
"Are you sure you don't want some breakfast?" Cora asks again in a worried tone as I slip into one of the few options of clothes I have. Fredrick snatched us of everything when he was alive, there are times we don't even get to have enough sanitary pad for our monthly menstruation.
Yeah, it was that bad. Very horrible.
"I will eat once I get back." I say hurriedly, dusting kisses over her face before bustling out of the room.
"You look like you're about to run away." Eliana's voice pulls me back right before I can open the door knob, sighing, I turn to her, ready to offer her a greeting and get the hell out of this house because I'm not ready to banter with her, my hands are fully already.
"In your dreams, Eliana." I growl.
She laughs mockingly, throwing her head back."Look at you holding your head straight as if you're not going to cough out hundred million dollars before the end of the year."
"Are you that worried about me?"
Kicking her feet towards me angrily, Eliana grabs a good bunch of my hair and pulls me closer, her face reddened with anger.
"I told you not to play with me, Kimberly." Gripping my hair tightly, she grins down at me."Now, watch how I ruin the figments of your life Fredrick left, you're fucking done."
With that, she sashay her way out of the room, with a wavering sigh, I run out of the house, ready to put this whole thing behind me.
Two hours later, I'm standing in front of the Law firm, scared and nervous at the same time.
"Let's do this, Kimberly." I mutter to myself before introducing myself to the security man.
He directs me to his office after probing me with questions.
Thankfully, David's secretary is nicer, she grant me permission to see him in no time.
"Good morning Mr. David." I greet, causing him to raise his head from the heap of files on his table.
As usual, his expression is more sour and distasteful than yesterday.
I guess he doesn't like me, I mean, I killed one of his biggest clients.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to tell you I won't be paying that damned money you dumped on me." Irritation punches my words making him drop his pen immediately, he probably got the whim that I'm not here to beg him to pity me.
"And how are you doing to do that?"
"By rejecting the inheritance, as long as I don't claim it, I won't be the one to pay the debt he owned."
"What?" He scoff, shock latches his fat face immediately, he rubs on his stubble gruffly and stare at me in a dazed manner. "You're one fucking smart ass, Kimberly Sloane." He shakes his head and chuckles softly.
I took a deep breath of relief unconsciously, knowing that I nipped him in the bud.
"Well, I would take that as a compliment." I shrug proudly.
Fucking Cora, I'm going to make sure I hug her tighter when I get home.
"Come back tomorrow, I will draft the document today and will be ready for signing tomorrow." He finally says, defeat etches his words.
"Thank you." I shouts, startling him a bit before striding out of the office with my head high.
Heaven knows I can't wait to throw this in Eliana's face and finally get out of that house.
The cold harsh breeze hits my face the moment I step out of the large building, rubbing my hands together, I start heading towards the bus station.
Two men dressed in black suddenly stop walking right in front of me, halting my steps immediately.
"Are you Kimberly Sloane?" The sturdier one asks in a strict tone.
My heart skips a bit, a familiar thud slams my lungs against my chest, shutting air out of me for a moment.
Oh,God!
"Yes." I stutter, glancing at them at intervals.
"Good then." The second one mumble, bringing out metal cuffs out of his pocket.
"You're under arrest for the murder of Mr. Fredrick Rollers."