“Thank you, Mr Collymore.” They got into the car. Nobody seemed to be caring or noticing but someone was recording everything without their consent. Soon, the car drove away. As they left, a reporter in baggy clothes and a black hat came out from the corner he had been hiding. He was talking to someone over the call, “Mrs Barci, I am done. So, when am I going to get paid?” Ellie smiled devilishly and let out, “I will send it now.”
It was night, 11 am. Bellona was very weary yet to persecute him she was still waiting for him. She gazed at the wall clock again and then heaved a sigh. Bellona was tiptoeing back and forth to make sure she would not fall asleep.
When she was roaming around her eyes caught on the room downstairs. In the mansion, there was a room she never put her feet in. It was not like she was not curious but the truth was she never thought of checking in that room.