Clara exited the cafe from the VVIP room in a hurry, holding back her tears until she decided to go to the bathroom. Arriving in the bathroom, she cried so emotionally remembering her uncle and Oskar who were the masterminds of the accident that happened to her.
"Oh my God...Why should it be this way? Why do they have the heart for me when they know I suffered from a long time ago? Why… Oh my God!" Clara cried and kept on crying, leaning her back against the bathroom wall which was dominated by the brownish white color.
"Could it be true what Fabrizio said? are they like this because they want my wealth? Just because of that they justify any means that they don't care about the lives of other people... Oh my God... Why are they so crazy? If they wanted the wealth they should have killed me since I was little!"
"Bad people, good people, can change their minds in an instant," said someone from the direction.