Chương 167: Get out

"Have you arrived home yet?" asked Dom as he was talking to Michael on the phone.

"Yes, we have" replied Michael as he closed the door of his car.

"*Sigh*, how is she?" asked Dom as he sighed.

"*Sigh*, Upset" replied Michael as he sighed and he walked to his room.

"And she has every right to be" said Dom as he agreed, she was unjustly accused and humiliated.

"She did not talk to me the whole way here" said Michael.

"I just hope that she will be okay" said Michael.

"She will…" said Dom as he sighed.

"In other news, I need you to investigate this matter Michael" said Dom.

"Alright what is it?" asked Michael as he walked into his room and he switched on the lights as he closed the door behind him.

"When Aunt Cornelia was making a fuss, I quickly went to check the security cameras" said Dom as he explained.

"Mhmm, and?" asked Michael as he removed his tie and he sighed.

"And the security footage that would have seen what truly happened at that time was completely erased" said Dom.

"What do you mean erased?" asked Michael.

"Erased as in no record of the footage at that time at all" said Dom.

"This is unbelievable" said Michael as he could not believe what he was hearing right now, that only meant that this was planned, and their target was obviously Natasha.

"I know, so there is no evidence to prove Natasha's innocence" said Dom.

"Whoever did this must be very skilled, they must have planned this for a while now" said Michael as he took off his shoes.

"Exactly what I think, which is why I need you to investigate, something does not feel right" said Dom as he sighed.

"Alright, I will go back to the hall tomorrow, I will see if I can retrieve some of the footage" said Michael as he removed the blazer of his jacket.

"Alright then, thank you Michael" said Dom as he smiled.

"Don't mention it" said Michael as he smiled.

"What about the guys? Are they upset that I left them behind?" asked Michael as he hung his blazer in his closet.

"No, they understand, I will probably just give them my car to drive back home" said Dom.

"You aren't coming home?" asked Michael as he closed the door of his closet.

"No, I can't Grandfather is not well, in fact I need to see him now, so I will see you later" said Dom.

"Alright take care, and try to make Grandfather relax" said Michael.

"I will try my best" said Dom as he sighed and he ended the call as Michael sighed and he sat down on his bed, it would seem that there always had to be some sort of drama with their family.

…

"Grandfather you need to calm down, your blood pressure will rise if you don't" said Lia as she looked at Ernest worriedly.

"Lia is right Grandfather, please relax" said Charlie as he agreed with Lia and Nine nodded his head as Ernest was sitting down and they were all around him trying to calm him down.

"I cannot calm down" said Ernest as he shook his head, this was a catastrophe, it was his birthday and yet his dear Natasha was extremely disgraced, he did not blame her for leaving at all.

"Father, please do, you know how you can get" said Margaret as she pleaded with Ernest, while Ernest Jr was talking on the phone in the far corner, he was trying to get hold of Doctor Freddie, his father was obviously not calming down.

"Grandfather, mom is right, please calm down" said Dom as he walked into the room.

"How is Natasha?" asked Ernest as he looked at Dom quickly.

"She is fine, she and Michael are home now" said Dom.

"Alright, that's good" said Ernest.

"Breathe Grandfather, breathe" said Dom as he walked to Ernest's side and Ernest did as he was told as he took deep breaths, he could not be stressed he could not be.

"That is better" said Dom as he smiled.

"Did you check the security cameras?" asked Ernest as he opened his eyes and he looked at Dom.

"That was the first thing I did… but it was no use, the security footage was erased" said Dom as he sighed and he looked at Charlie and Nine, and Nine was looking at Lia, he had an indescribable look on his face.

"What do you mean erased?" asked Ernest.

"I don't know Grandfather, but this is serious" said Dom as he sighed.

"I can take a look at the cameras if you want me to" said Lia as everyone turned to look at her.

"No my dear, that is not necessary, but thank you" said Ernest as he smiled at Lia.

"Grandfather is right Lia, I already asked Michael to start an investigation, he said that he would" said Dom as he explained.

"Oh alright then" said Lia.

"What is with everyone here??" asked Cornelia as she walked into the room, she had just finished sending off the guests, the celebration was basically ruined by the incident, even if the party went on, people would murmur and gossip amongst themselves, and that was bad publicity.

"Cornelia, get out" said Ernest in anger.

"Oh my… Benjiro, have you lost your mind?" asked Cornelia in shock.

"No you have Cornelia, how can you come here, and accuse my Granddaughter of being a thief?? You overstepped your boundary, and I will not take that, you did not even consider the listening ears of the guests" said Ernest.

"Even if you did have a right to accuse, you should have called Natasha aside and handle the matter privately between family, but you decided to openly disgrace Natasha and our highly esteemed family as well, so get out, I do not care if you are my cousin get out" said Ernest in anger as Cornelia looked at everyone as they avoided her gaze, she had brought this upon herself.

"But Benji…" said Cornelia.

"But nothing" said Ernest.

"Now out" he said as he stood up and walked towards Cornelia.

"Or do you want me to throw you out myself… because you know how truly capable I am" said Ernest as his voice was laced with coldness, it was at that point in time that everyone remembered why he was the Patriarch of the White family, no matter how old he got, he still had that authority and power that could make anyone shiver.

"Fine..f..ine. I will go" said Cornelia as she stuttered and she walked away, she did not want to face Ernest's wrath, she knew that he was only holding back because she was family, if not, he would have done worse.

"Grandfather, please sit down" said Dom as he walked to Ernest and he helped Ernest back to his seat.

"*Sigh*" said Ernest as he sighed and he sat down, his mind kept on wondering to how bad poor Natasha must have felt right now, she did not deserve this at all.

…

"Ugh" said Natasha in anger as she threw her handbag into her closet, she was angry, she was tired, she was fed up, why her??? Why her of all people?? What did she do to deserve this??? She was getting so used to finally living peacefully, she was getting used to being happy, and yet when it came to the Whites and their family matters, she was always the one to blame.

She wished she could run away, she truly wished that she could, she did not even care, she was openly disgraced, anyone could think what they wanted because they never believed her anyway, it would seem that when she was finally feeling good, something was there right in the corner, waiting to bring her down.

"*Sigh*, Natasha calm down, just… just calm down" said Natasha as she sat on her bed and she covered her face with her hands, she did not want to cry and she was not going to cry, this was going to be the last and final time that she would ever let anyone humiliate her.

"It's not your fault… but it is… you should have been more careful" said Natasha to herself as she sighed, she turned to look at her alarm clock it was five minutes to midnight.

"Breathe Natasha… breathe" said Natasha to herself as she sighed, why was this so hard? Why was everything so hard for her?? She was trying her best to live, but it was just so hard.

…

On Monday.

"Oh Mrs. White hello" came the voice of a lady as she sat at the front desk.

"Hello Good Morning" said Natasha as she smiled.

"I am so sorry for the loss of your father… he was such a happy man" said the lady as she smiled.

"Thank you… I miss him everyday" said Natasha as she smiled.

"Have you gathered his stuff?" asked Natasha as she smiled, she had come to the nursing home to get her father's things, so she could keep them with her.

"Yes I have, all his belongings are in this box" said the lady as she smiled and she handed Natasha a box.

"Thank you" said Natasha as she smiled.

"And what would you like to do with his wheelchair?" asked the lady.

"You can send it to a charity, for children who need them" said Natasha as she smiled.

"Alright Mrs. White" said the lady as she smiled.

"Forgive me for saying this, but your father was so healthy… what happened?" asked the lady.

"That is what I would like to know as well" said Natasha as she smiled sadly.

"Well because I spoke to the nurse of duty that day, and she said that a man whose name is Patrick Cole came to visit your father, he said that he was his brother" said the nurse.

"What??" asked Natasha as the smiled on her face dropped.

"My father does not have a brother" said Natasha as her heart began to race.

"Mrs. White?? Are you sure?" asked the lady.

"Yes, I am, he was an only child" said Natasha.

"I am sorry then Mrs. White, but I was not on duty at that time, the nurse that was said that after the man visited, she went to call your father for dinner and it was then that she realized that he was not responding, she quickly administered CPR and he was able to be stabilized to be taken to the hospital" said the nurse as she explained.

"Did the man leave any contact details?" asked Natasha as her heart was racing, what happened?? That was the only question on her mind.

"Unfortunately not" said the nurse.

"I see" said Natasha.

"Do you need me to contact the Police?" asked the nurse.

"No… there is no use, what is done is done" said Natasha, she could not send the police on wild goose chase to find a man who obviously used a fake identity.

"But thank you once again, I need to leave now" said Natasha as she did not wait for the nurse to reply as she just turned around and walked away.

"Alri..ght" said the nurse as Natasha walked away.

…

"What… what happened??" asked Natasha to herself as she sighed and she sat down on her bed.

"Dad… what happened??? Who came to see you?? What did they tell you?" asked Natasha to herself as she did not know what to do at all, it would seem that things were deeper than we she thought, she did know that was not normal for her father to have a heart attack, he was too healthy to suddenly get one.

"*Sigh*, I don't understand… I don't get it" said Natasha as she sighed and she turned to look at the box that had her father's stuff, she opened the lid as she looked through the stuff, some of his clothes were there.

Natasha smiled as she brought out a framed picture, it was one of her and her father at her high school graduation, before his accident, they both looked so happy, Natasha could tell you that her problems had not started at that time, she loved the happy, proud smile her father had on his face.

She was going to place this on her desk in her office, so that way, she would seem him every day, Natasha smiled as she placed the picture on the other side of her bed and she looked through the box, there were some documents there, but what caught her eye was a yellow envelope.

"What is this??" asked Natasha as she brought out the letter from the box and she looked at it as she turned the letter around, on the envelope was written "For my Tasha", in her father's beautiful cursive writing.

Natasha smiled as she opened the letter and it read :

"My dear Natasha, my princess, my love, the only girl in my life, you will forever be my little girl, no matter how old you get, I want you to have no doubt in your mind that I love you, and I always will, I want you to live your life in happiness and not sadness, because pretty girls don't cry… I just hope that you will forgive me for what I am about to tell you" said the letter as the smile on Natasha's face dropped as she read that.

"My dear… I am sorry for not telling you sooner, I only want you to know that what I did, I did for your protection, to make sure that no one would ever hurt you… and that is why I am writing this letter to you… because I know that they are coming for me, and I will not be able to tell you the truth myself before they do."

"Just know that I never meant to hurt you, or hide things from you.. but I wanted to wait till you were older…"

"My dear girl… we are targeted by some bad people, some very bad people, in fact, those people were who caused my car accident that took the use of my legs, it was them, I am sure of it"

"My dear… your mother… she was a Russian spy… she betrayed her country and association to be with me… I hope you do not hate me my dear… let me tell you the entire truth"

"It was 1980 in New York, Ronald Reagan was just sworn in as President, and I was working as a chartered accountant for a famous Law firm, and in the very few months I worked there… I met her… your mother, Ivanka Mikhailovna Mikhailova."