"Can I… et Jessica?" Rebecca asked hesitantly, seemingly afraid of being turned down by Rudy. "Is she here with you?"
"No…" Rudy shook his head a little and said, "She is with… err… my… umm… she is with other girls. I just dropped her there before coming here. But I will bring her here at night once you have had your sleep. But before that, I have three more questions."
Rebecca chuckled happily and muttered, "I don't think I would be able to sleep with the excitent of eting my sister again after eight years."
"About that… as I said, she has no mories and knows nothing about you. You try to not get overly familiar with her and don't call her Jessica. Her na is Angelica now.
I will ask her to make herself visible to you, so you can always see her and talk to her… spend ti with her and do the things normal siblings would. But don't ntion her past."
"I am saying this because we often end up saying sothing in a mont without realizing it," he added shortly.
"But wouldn't it be better if she knows?" Rebecca asked calmly.
"Yes, that's the best thing. But… she would then ask many more questions to which I don't have answers. She would feel… eager and helpless. I am not saying I am not going to tell her, but let's do that after she has opened up to you, okay?
Perhaps a week or two later when she is… well, at her true personality and her cheerful self," he smiled.
"Whatever you think is right," Rebecca shrugged.
Rudy gulped down and thought, 'Should I tell mom about my harem? And most importantly… about my intimate relationship with Angelica? I am more afraid of the latter one.
I have no idea how she would react when she finds out that I have been sleeping with her sister's ghost."
Rudy pondered for a while and decided to reveal everything after he confessed his love to Rebecca.
'Even I have a mory blip of five years, and I don't rember the in-between events from even before. Honestly, I didn't want to exaggerate this and make it a big deal. I wanted to shrug off his phenona by thinking of it as a side effect of my transmigration.'
SIGH!
"So, your third question," Rebecca asked eagerly.
Before, she was talking in a sowhat grim mood, but after Rudy revealed about Angelica, her mood beca cheerful as though she had forgotten all her sorrows and worries of her life.
"I had left so much money and other things for you, Jessica, and Elena. What happened to them? Also, Where are the solar panels?"
"It happened a few days after Jessica's death. So people ca wearing black suits and knocked on the door. They claid that Jessica was killed in the newly opened tunnel. Rember that they didn't know her na or anything; the person who had reported to the police was never identified.
And the bystanders and the cops, who had seen Jessica's dead body, had forgotten how she looked. But they had found my picture that belonged to Jessica. Of course, Jessica wasn't in the picture, even though she should have been.
They asked a few questions… checked the house… asked more questions. And then… they found the money. Obviously, it was too much money, and they asked all types of questions. I told them my father had left the money, and they inquired about it.
When their report turned out negative, they took everything… well, most of the things, including the solar panels, as there were no records of permission for them to be installed. They only left out the things that were too old or common in every household. They even wanted to take you away and asked who you were.
I told them you were my brother. Although they didn't fully trust , they actually didn't care about it as they had already gotten what they wanted. Just when I thought things couldn't get worse, a week later, I got a notice of house eviction, so I went to court.
As I ntioned, I was twenty years old at that ti when all that happened. Had it happened a few years before, I don't think I would have been able to raise you properly. I raised you with what you had given .
I didn't have to go out and work hard or sacrifice as many things as you might be expecting. But the real challenge started after I was about to be kicked out of my own house.
I was told that there were no legal papers or records of or any of my family mbers owning that house. They said I was living there illegally. I was baffled, but they were telling the truth.
I had no way of proving anything. Even I wasn't sure if my father actually owned the house, considering how great of a father he was," she scoffed jokingly.
"It was… really a hard ti for . I had lost Jessica, all the fortune you had left, and then the house. I had no one to ask for help. I was even ready to leave the house and live sowhere else.
But then… an agent ca to and said he was a lawyer. He said he would help make papers of legal ownership of the house and win the case for . I was… helpless at that ti.
Just like a drowning person who would hold on to literally anything to save themselves, I trusted the agent. I had no idea what he was doing was illegal. How was I supposed to know?
I was naive even when I was twenty years old. I hadn't seen the real world. I hadn't t real people. The agent was a lawyer, and I thought every adult was a good and kind person— especially the ones with such an occupation.
My trust in him increased even more when we won the court case. However… that wasn't the case at all. I was being fooled by him," she ended with a regretful sigh.
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