Chapter 13: You are ugly
Remi thought long and hard regarding her living accommodations; staying with the Henson would make her life miserable, and she would not be able to do her activity since Felicia and Arianna were keeping watch on her like a hawk. The only way to retain the facade is by moving out of the bleak and vile living conditions. However, Nanny Quincy has become her obligation, and she won't be able to move freely either as long as Nanny Quincy is with her. by staying close to those wretched human beings, she might be able to discover more slowly. She can't let anyone be suspicious of her dealings, either.
Calling Baldie to arrange transportation for moving Nanny Quincy to the center in Anders will be the best decision for now. She wanted to leave Arlington. However, something is holding her back. She knew leaving the Country would be the best option; nonetheless, the desire of wanting to get to the bottom of her roots and Clarissa was something she needed for closure. Her resources to tap into her mother's death were to no avail. Her death was ruled as hit and run, and there is no clue left since the incident happened twenty years ago. Now her twins committed suicide without thinking twice. When she tried saving her that night, Clarissa kept mentioning "He died" repeatedly.
Her wail and declarations were engraved deep in Remi's mind. The desperations and heart-wrenching screams pierced her soul. Who is dead? Why does she do that? The only way to get to the bottom of this is to move Nanny Quincy away from Arlington; she can't keep checking on her. Lucinda can provide better care; she needs more jobs to execute to raise enough cash flow.
She has three Orphanages she funded, but none are registered with the department of welfare; she hated profiting from the orphan's stories to gain sympathy from the Riches that use them as their public relations images. Some were abuse victims where the kids hid from their captors; Hell froze before she let those abusive family members take them to be enslaved for their gain.
Her burden was never hers, but she still took on it like a champion; there are no trophies on the most sacrificed person awards, only exhaustion, and no rewards. Therefore no one knows why Remi keeps doing the things she did. Being a small-time criminal, pretending to be strong and keeping a strict schedule, and training for herself to achieve the ultimate goal, no one knows why.
She once jumped from the balcony to see the safe angled for her to fall in case she needed to use it someday; The teammate winced every time they were instructed to interrogate her and keep torturing her so that one day if the law enforcement were to caught onto her, she would not give them away. Sometimes Baldie and Rachel are concerned about her unconsciously walking into destructive behavior. All she needed to do was to register the orphanage, and the government will handle the fund from charities.
Her hate towards the rich intensifies every time she sees them during the Auctions she attends due to the nature of her work. To see them benefiting from charities with their gemstones, keeping their image pristine to be known as the charitable one.
Remi is startled by the sound of the screeching halt so loud the smoke coming out of the tire; the smell of burnt rubber permeates her nostrils, which replaces the scent of the steam bun across the street. Her mind was absent after being overrun by thoughts that did not belong to her.
Roman kicked the stand on his bike and revved up the handle of his motorcycle, seeing Remi standing facing him unmoved and deterring her from standing on the road any longer.
"Are you crazy?"
The chilly aura obscured him like a day that was about to rain. He was not amused seeing someone striding recklessly without looking around for incoming traffic.
Remi that just realized she was in the middle of the street came back to her senses. She rolled her eyes, annoyed seeing the pompous man on the overpriced motorcycle, assuming it must be daddy's money.
"Yeah, I am crazy!! I was shocked to see your ugly face that I almost killed myself for it," they Retorted while approaching Roman, that was shocked to be called ugly.
He sneered, seeing the face-masked woman in front of him that was not even confident enough to show her face.
"Young lady, you are ugly! You don't even let anyone sees your face."
What the hell!!
As she wanted to kick him on his legs, a group of bodyguards swarmed the area surrounding them, making a small circle to contain and prepare if Remi took a step forward.
What she deduced was right; he is from an affluent clan based on the number of bodyguards who came swarming in no time.
Dropping her satchel to the ground as if she had given up, Remi locked her gaze on Roman, not flinching slightly through his lifted visor, showing his deep dark eyes. He hated wasting time, especially in the middle of the road. The commotions from the passersby were heard but couldn't be seen since the bodyguard's body blocked their view.
"You know your highness, the almighty king of douche bag; you are speeding in a pedestrian right-of-way crosswalk."
Remi showed the sign behind him and was ignored.
" Listen cow head, I do not care about your bodyguards and that beautiful Ducati motorbike you have, but traffic law is law, well if you excuse me, I have something else to do, unlike you finishing daddy's money squandering away on the road."
She picked up her satchel bag from the floor and swiftly got up and rolled her eyes at his fiery gaze. He is beyond annoyed; no one has called him an insult.
One of the bodyguards chuckled upon hearing Remi calling his Young Master a cow head. Roman turned towards his bodyguard that terrified by the cold dark look Roman threw at him.
Remi skipped and hopped to continue crossing the road and stood next to the traffic light facing him, which had to start accelerating up his bike. As soon as he took off, his eyes remained towards Remi, that eagerly waved at him with a piece of cut wire in her hand while blowing kisses to him. He unconsciously looked down at his tire to see she has tampered with his brake!
That crazy woman!!!
Making a crybaby gesture, Remi trashes the brake wire into a trash can nearby, together with her disposable face mask, and continues her search for delicious food. She cursed Arlington for making her skinnier than she already was.
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