Ara’s POV
"Ms., a letter has arrived for you," a maid announced as she approached the poolside and stood behind .
"A letter?"
"Yes," she answered, extending it to .
"Can you drop it in my room? I’ll check it out once I leave the pool."
"Understood." The maid left.
I grabbed my cocktail and took a sip. "The brothers sent you a letter? That’s new," Ruby comnted from the other side of the pool.
"I don’t know who sent it; I’ll check once we finish here."
"School resus in two weeks," Ruby sighed. "We’ll be in our second year."
"Yeah, then we’ll have two years left."
"But I don’t want to return to school."
"Haven’t you had enough rest?" I asked, rolling my eyes. Staying at ho every day is boring. The brothers aren’t here to make life chaotic either. School will help ease most of my boredom.
"I like being at ho, being able to shop every day. And by the way, who did you send those gifts to? Did you send them to your brother?"
"Gifts?"
"Those shirts and n’s shoes you bought when we went to the live sale event."
"Oh, right. Those."
I didn’t send them to my brothers.
"I haven’t sent them out yet."
"What are you waiting for? It’s been a while already. Do you plan to surprise them when they return?"
"They’re returning next week. They’ll spend two weeks at ho; maybe I can give them the gifts then."
"Do you plan to visit your parents?"
"I can, can’t I?"
"Yeah, you definitely can." She reached for her phone, opened it, and began to scroll. "Aren’t you curious about Cole? You haven’t spoken of him since the last ti."
"I know he’s fine. I know he’s doing well."
"How are you so sure about that?"
"If he wasn’t, you’d have said sothing. I know."
She looked up from her phone and rolled her eyes. "Well, he went back to work at that mall. He took his siblings with him."
I guess he has no plans for schooling.
"Alright," I murmured.
After spending ti at the pool, we dried off; Ruby dressed up and left while I returned to my room. I didn’t notice the letter that was sitting on my reading table.
I napped, woke up, ate, and returned to bed. I woke up the next day and still didn’t touch the letter. Sa on the third day. On the fourth day, an unexpected visitor brought my attention to the letter.
"Ms.," Nanny Samantha ca into my room.
"Yes?" I answered, swinging my legs in the air.
"Ms.," she called again.
"Yes?"
"You have a visitor by the na Maria. She’s waiting in the living room."
"A visitor by the na of Maria?" I repeated, still swinging my legs.
"Yes, she ca with a little girl. Should I bring her to the room or...?"
"No, I’ll see her; just do the usual."
"Alright," she left. I exercised a little more before going into the bathroom to wash the sweat from my face and neck.
Maria. I’ve heard that na before. Maria. Where did I hear the na?
After washing, I left my room and began to descend the stairs. I was almost at the bottom when it suddenly hit .
Parker’s mother.
Yes. She’s Parker’s mother.
Why is she here?
"Uh, excuse ," I called to the maid passing by.
"Yes, Ms.," she ca to .
"I thought I had a visitor."
"Yes, she’s now waiting in the visitor’s room," she replied.
Oh, was she not in the sitting room? Why did Nanny Samantha take her there?
I wonder why she’s here, though. Is she here to talk to about Parker? I stopped walking for a mont, cleared my throat, and readjusted my dress before making my way to the guest room.
I saw little Aria playing with a fish toy.
A smile ca to my face.
"Good morning, Maria. Hello, Aria," I greeted, walking into the room.
Little Aria stopped playing and looked at .
"Morning, dear, you seem more relaxed than I am," Maria sighed.
"Huh?"
"Have you heard from Parker?"
"Parker? I... No, is everything okay?" I asked, getting worried as I examined her expression.
"No," she said, taking a seat. "I ca here hoping that you have so info, unlike ."
"I don’t understand."
"Have you heard from any of the brothers?"
"No, not in the last few days. I spoke to Bryce and Cooper on Sunday."
"It seems they’re all with him. That’s what it ans. I wonder what he’s doing to them this ti," she exhaled.
"I... I don’t understand," I said, still confused.
"The brothers are with the General. Have you tried reaching them? I have, but their phones are turned off."
"I haven’t. Did you say they are with the General?"
"That’s what I said," she nodded.
"Oh, I..." I rose to my feet. "I left my phone upstairs; I’ll try to reach them."
"Alright, I’ll be here."
I went upstairs and reached for my phone. I saw Cooper’s number and dialed it, but it didn’t connect. I tried again, then tried the others—Gavin, Bryce, Parker. None of their lines went through. But why are their phones off? All at the sa ti. This is a first. I understand that they’re with the General, but why are their phones off?
This is confusing. I hope they’re alright.
Anyway, I should get back to Maria. She seems to know more about this. I need to ask her so questions.
I left the room and was on my way downstairs when I suddenly recalled the letter.
The letter! I still haven’t read it. It might be from the brothers.
I rushed back to my room, went to my reading table, and saw it. But once I picked it up, I noticed a different envelope underneath it.
Two? There are two envelopes. The envelopes lack sender nas, but both have my na—Ara.
I opened the first one, expecting to see a real letter, but what I saw were photos.
About five photos. Looking at them, I noticed soone who looked like Dad on a bed, and a lady with long black hair was on top of him.
What is this? I kept the first photo aside and went to the next; in the second picture, the lady has her mouth on his neck, kissing him.
I dropped the second and moved to the third; the lady is undressing him.
In the fourth one, the lady has her body attached to his; she appears to be riding him.
I threw the photo on the floor as panic surged through . What is this? What does this an?
I slowly looked at the last photo; it shows my dad sleeping, the lady still on top of him, a smile on her face.
I dropped the photo on the table as I struggled to make sense of this. Who is this lady? Why is she with Dad? What about Mom?
My eyes moved to the photo I threw on the ground, and that was when I noticed the bold writing on the back.
I picked up the photo and read the writing: "Your dad had a great ti with ."
I picked up the fifth photo and turned it over; I saw another ssage: "I made him cum about six tis tonight; as you can see, he is exhausted. Do not tell mommy, hehe."
"Courtesy, your future stepmom."
I looked through the other photos but didn’t find any more writing.
What is this supposed to an? Is this really Dad? If yes, why is Dad with another woman?
My eyes moved to the second letter, and I picked it up. I unsealed the envelope and saw an actual letter inside.
As I opened it, my eyes went to the last part, where I saw that Brown was listed as the sender.
Brown? That’s Bryce’s middle na.
The letter had "Just stay calm" written on it.
That was all. He wants to be calm? Why? I’m confused. This is all confusing.
Wait, I need to call Dad. I don’t think I can stay calm.
I went through my contact list and saw his number; I dialed it, and he answered on the fourth ring.
"Oh, my daughter," he called, his voice shaky.
"Dad," I said. "Are you okay?"
"Yes. Why not? Do you want to speak to your mother? She’s right here."
"No, I have so questions for you."
"Alright."
"Have you been to a hotel lately? Have you t up with a woman who isn’t Mom? I need you to tell the truth," I said.
"I... Another woman?" I heard him cough from the other end.
"Dad, did you get my question? Have you been with any woman? Soone with long dark hair, a long face, and a pointed nose," I described the lady.
"I... I..." He went silent again. His silence made panic. Why isn’t he denying it? Why is he stamring and not denying it?
Please don’t tell Dad has cheated on my mom. He’s not the type. What went wrong?
"Dad! Are you still there?" I asked, breathing heavily.
"Um... Yes, your mom..."
"I don’t wish to speak to Mom; I just want to know if you’ve been with other won," I demanded, getting impatient now.
I heard movent from the other end; Mom’s voice ca in.
"Did you get those pictures too?" She sighed. "I thought you’d be the exception."
"What? What do you an?"
"Those pictures are real. Co ho. Your brothers are ho too."
"They’re real? My brothers are ho? When did they return?"
"Just co ho and we’ll all talk." The line went dead.
Okay... This is getting out of hand. Did this lady send the pictures to all mbers of my family? Is that it?
Well, there’s only one way to find out. I’ll dress up and go ho.
I must get to the bottom of this. I want to know who the woman in the photo is. I also want to know if Dad really cheated on Mom.
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