Anastasia made a mental note to go through her murder list and pick a new target as soon as possible.
Anastasia stared at Izara’s seat and saw the military officer handing over a document to Izara, and thetter pocketed it immediately.
After a few inaudible exchanges, the both of them shook hands and separated.
Anastasia waited for Izara until the girl headed towards her car, and immediately, she stepped out of her car and went towards her.
"Oh, will you look at who it is? Isn’t it Jennifer Reyez? What brings you here?" Izara asked as if she was showering Anastasia with a warm wee.
"About what you told me the other time..."
"If you’re wondering if I’m deceiving you or trying to confuse you, then I really can’t say anything—"
"I want to ask if you know where it was." Instantly, Izara’s face darkened, the change so abrupt that it was almost tangible. The unease in her expression was unmistakable—she didn’t want her parents involved in any of this, especially not with someone like Anastasia.
Anastasia knew that if she could convince Izara to join her, things would move much faster. But there was a catch. Izara was bound to her kingdom, her family, and the loyalty that ran deeper than blood. Would she be willing to let it all crumble, even for the chance of something greater?
Anastasia had her doubts, but she wasn’t about to back down. The mission had to move forward, no matter the cost.
"I don’t know what you’re talking—"
"I’m very sure you do know what I’m talking about Izara. You’re a smart girl, so if you tell me where it is, I can help you if that’s what you need."
Izara suddenly startedughing as if she’d heard the biggest joke of her life. Thankfully, no one was around to be drawn by herughter and give them questioning gazes. Anastasia doubted that though since people were scared of Izara.
Now, it only made her wonder how the king and queen ruled the kingdom. She hadn’t had the time to investigate that.
When Izara was doneughing, Anastasia still looked as serious as she was before.
"It’s quite easy for you to assume that I don’t like what my parents are involved in. They’re making money, and giving me everything I want, so what makes you think I want that to end so soon?" She questioned, ring at Anastasia now.
"Because you’re a good person?"
Izara cocked an eyebrow at Anastasia’s reply. Then she rolled her eyes at the back of her head. "I’m already done talking to you, I need to leave now."
"I overheard your conversation with your parents earlier." Although Anastasia didn’t want to, she had to reveal that secret. And she loved the reaction Izara had on her face.
"I’ve told you this, and I’ll tell you again. I don’t want to have anything to do with you." Then she turned on her heels and left.
Anastasia sighed, resisting the urge to kick on the tires of her car to vent her frustrations.
She watched as Izara drove out and went her way.
Then Anastasia’s phone ding with a text message. She checked it and it turned out to be from Tracie. It’s already been a week since thetter had gone to mourwood and Anastasia missed her big sister. It turned out thetter had already arrived in Fameville and was heading to Anastasia’s house.
Anastasia frowned when she saw thest piece of the words attached to Tracie’s message.
<i>There’s something important we need to talk about.</i>
Without wasting a single second, Anastasia entered her car and headed back to the construction site. By the time she’d reached, Julian was already done with his surveince so the both of them headed back to Fameville.
Anastasia arrived at her back at midnight, her body tired as she yawned her way through the living room where she found Tracie deep in thought.
"You said we needed to talk...talk about what?" She gently asked. She was starting to wonder if Fiona had finally revealed anything important to her. But even if she did, Tracie should have taken the matter to Xavier instead.
"Fiona told me everything," Tracie replied and Anastasia’s eyes widened in shock. "She told me every single thing."