Filthy Rich by Atarah Yvaine (electronic reader txt) 📖

I am glad that she is already friends with her.

That's the time I start making my move. I forced her to be with me and I'm glad I did because it's worth it.

Now, she knows everything and she is bothered with what she knew. She didn't know her dad. Not even his name and she is so sad to hear that he never cares for her. She cried the whole night. She's so heart broken. She asks me about her mom but I don't have any lead to that. I tried to find it too but I only have one possible lead. Her Aunt. I never get a chance to talk to her fuck of gold digger aunt and cousins. Anton Cervantes is in jail right now. I tried to talk to him before but he remained silent. Now, I think giving her aunt money can lure her to tell me everything.

After that night I can see that she is not taking it good. She is trying to divert her thoughts in studying. She barely even sleeps at night. She is not eating well and she is hiding her feeling in a beautiful smile. I know she's still thinking about who she really is.

"Babe, you can tell me everything right?" I remind her again because I saw her spacing out. She is dismissed early in school and she is with me in my office. She is studying again and I noticed that she is just staring at books looking lost. She stands up and sit on my lap. She clings her arms on my neck and hide her face in my neck.

"Sorry" she said

"Why babe?" I ask sweetly as I hug her.

"For my father’s wrong doings. He is bad and I know you had a hard time dealing with us. I'm Sorry for being such a burden" her words is like a knife piercing my heart. She still thinks about me.

"No. Babe you are not a burden to me and to anybody. You are a gift. A precious one that they failed to see. His acts are not yours. I don't want to hear you saying sorry for him. He is not you. Come on. Cheer up. I love you" I wanted to see her face but she refused. I let her.

She cried her heart out again. Every day I saw her being bothered by the truths about her. I tried to do everything but she's still not feeling okay so I got no choice but to ask help from her best friend. I don't want to talk to this talkative and energetic kid but for Ellie I will.

I take a deep breath and dial her number.

"Hellloooooo" she shouted and I quickly remove my phone near my ear. Damn!

"Can you not shout! I'm not deaf" I shouted back and she suddenly stay silent.

"Hey are you still there? Brat?" I look at the call and she is not yet hanging up. What's wrong with her?

"Old man?" she sounds so confused

"Quit that Brat. I have a name" I said annoyed. This is the reason why I hate having conversation with energetic people. They are handful and they are draining my energy.

"It's really you! OH, MY GOSHHHHHH" she shouted and giggle. Seriously?

"Stop shouting brattttt... I'm going deaf"

"Oh my gosh. One of the Cavelli's golden trio know my number and called me. This is something to share" my gosh I wonder how she became friends with my Ellie.

"Shut up and listen. I need your help" I said getting to the point so I can end this call.

"Owwww, that's new" she commented

"Are you willing or not?"

"Tss. Impatient old man. I'm willing so spill the beans and just to remind you, I am in control. I am the boss because you are asking help from me." she said feeling so damn bossy. I started this so there's no turning back now.

"Tss, fine. Meet me here at my office tomorrow morning. Eight AM sharp and please don’t tell Ellie about this" I said

“Noted” she answered and hang up