Chương 33: Three Sly Foxes!

Meanwhile on the other side of the picture, Renna followed behind Cara, while her brain was continuously beeping a certain thought.

'Let me see how you will let me take care of Morgan. I am waiting for your reply, Kyril Ross!'

An evil grin appeared on Renna's face while she ascended the staircase, smoothly as a light silken cloth.

Passing by a narrow corridor towards the right side Cara halted in front of a toom with the door slightly ajar.

"This is my son's room, we have not given it to any person not even for renting purpose. You can use it for now I will bring you the clothes, Renna."

Cara finished her brief speech while the saddened orbs were still darted more likely peeking into the past memory.

"Yes aunt."

Renna wanted to switch the old woman towards the present time, by dragging her out of the past gruesome memory.

"Clothes?"

The young lady reminded Cara of the reason for what she had came up with her.

"Oh? Oh yeah."

Cara came back to senses and at her voice and nodded with an O shaped mouth.

"I will bring them."

Informing Renna the old lady went away downstairs to fetch some fresh and clean clothes for the young heiress.

Renna heaved a deep sigh after Cara was gone.

'Let's see how long you will take, dear Kyril.'

Though the young lady stopped by the house just to wait for boss' message.

What would that mysterious master had planned?

Renna got inside and closed the door behind her.

"Here are the clothes. Get down soon."

Cara knocked gently a few minutes later while Mr Morris waited for the ladies downstairs.

The young heiress opened the door and took the clothes from old woman.

"Thank you aunt."

Renna greeted her a smile.

And the door closed behind her again with a clang, while Cara glided downstairs happily.

•••

Meanwhile on the other side, Kyril Ross had planned something big for his pal, Ronan Ross.

"Let me do something for your patch up, dear Amaris!"

A smirk graced his thin lips as Kyril Ross made up his mind, to interfere with the so called love birds!

The man opened the right drawer of his table and rattled out an android phone. Perhaps Kyril Ross was already determined to be a part of the lover's patch up scenario.

Kyril switched on the phone and inserted a new sim card in it along with pushing the data chip.

"Let's see how much do you like my gift, dear friend!"

Again a grin graced his face, which was no less than an evil laughter of a devil.

The mysterious boss dialled Ronan's personal cell number and as soon as the option popped up on the screen, he clicked the 'send' button gently.

'Now you do not owe me anything, pal.'

As the video clip showed the option of 'sent', Kyril Ross took out the things from the cell phone case and tossed it on the table.

Breaking a sim card at such a crucial moment would be the most preferred option, no?

But what was the use of destroying such a customized item, only made for him...actually made by himself.

The man seemed to be a high tech expert like Ronan and Amaris, it would not be a surprise if Kyril Ross was also connected to mafia world.

Back to Mr Morris home, Renna was all set to have a lunch while Cara and old Morris were happily chattering downstairs.

Mr Morris had acknowledged by now that Renna was not going be a burden on his family, thus the old folk did not disclose his wife about the actual scenario of thugs.

Of course, Renna's and Cara's sizes were completely different because the boho style dress was little big on her.

Though the lady knew how to deal with it easily, when she could execute a daring and dangerous plan then it was still a simple dress!

The crafty lady tied a knot with tge excessive cloth on the right side of her navel, a new style and pretty comfy.

Before walking out of those four walls, the young lady shoved the black card into her sportswear bra, underneath she was still wearing the tracksuit.

I guess, you people can already comprehend the reason.

Renna picked up Mr Morris' phone which the old man had left on the center table in the lounge and she had brought it up with herself.

She swiped the screen and deleted the pictures which previously the old man did not dare to. Renna strode out of the room and glided downstairs to have lunch, intending to slip the phone to some other place.

•••

On the third side of the picture Ronan's face was having a soothing smile on the lips, as if that was a million dollar thing to witness without a blink of an eye.

Despite his black grim attire and long shoulder length 'goon type' hairstyle, the smile was the only expression which made him appear a little bit more human!

Ronan ended the call with a sigh of relief, his mood was elevated which was easy to notice through his visible canines.