55 Truth 1 (1/2)

For the past three days, the beautiful wavy-haired girl of the Gomez family acted like someone possessed by a ghost as she obsessed with her investigation. No one could budge her out of it. And actually, nobody bothered snapping her out of her current state because the previous years of repeated incidents already proved that trying so would not give any result.

So they just left her alone.

And of course, this became like a cue to start bothering others for her so-called unpaid private investigation.

Apparently, none of the maids from the Dimatrionez mansion or Mr. Dimatrionez' workplace escaped her clutches. It even extended to the company where Felicity's mother was part of as a member of a board. To how she did so? It was like usual. Spying. Blackmailing. Reverse Psychology. For the sake of evidence acquisition, Wendy could go resort to practically anything and so the list of ways she had employed goes on. The three days she spent on collecting information through legal, normal or forceful, way somehow bore fruit, which was supposed to be a relief for her. But these only made her quite angry.

Her anger came from the part where she uncovered so many inconsistencies with Felicity's family, in which the least damnable would probably be Felicity's mother's sudden confinement to a mental hospital. But even so, for Wendy who could still remember her conversation with the madam more than a month ago, it was quite a shock to hear such a gentle and competent mother suddenly turning mentally ill. They said it was severe schizophrenia, as this mother apparently had lost touch with reality and even attempted to kill herself and her own husband.

Of course, she had considered that Felicity's scandal and suicide impacted the madam big time to end up like this. After all, the day she was forcefully sent to the hospital was two days after the death of the daughter.

But then, as she was a person who never settled for one angle, she continued listing all the odd events that involved Felicity's family and somehow stumbled upon a dreadful chain of facts.

First, Mr. Dimatrionez was an adulterer...

This was only something she learned from the maid and some of the father's workmates through careful interrogation and blackmailing, but the fact it was confirmed by many almost cemented it as a truth. And honestly, with reference to how he watched her with lust-filled eyes even when they were at the chapel where his daughter's ashes were, she had no difficulty believing it.

Factoring how he also did that, she meant the chapel part, when his wife had just been admitted to a mental facility, the only thing that could probably rise within her was her feeling of aversion to that man.

Well, his adultery was the first matter.

What just unnerved her big time was discovering that one of his adultery partners was actually his own daughter, Felicity...

And that the night before the day she was declared dead, the mother finally found out about this. When the mother went to the room to check on her grieving daughter, what she saw was her daughter in the middle of a disgusting incestuous mating with her husband as the partner.

Wendy could already guess that some major confrontation took place after that. It was also easy to imagine that was how the mother and the eavesdropping maids came to know that the father had had adulterous affairs inside and outside the house. The worst is his years of incestuous relationship with his own daughter.

To be honest, she could even guess that this was the real reason why that seemingly gentle madam ended up insane and that there was even a chance the madam had attempted to murder her daughter...

After knowing all of these farce, Wendy was left with so many mixed feelings that she could no longer stop herself from hating herself... because she could also no longer stop the welling of contempt and repugnance towards Felicity, even though she was already a dead person. She just could not help it because her lack of information only enabled her to see how this girl sexually involved herself with several men, to which her own father was included.

Fortunately, Wendy could still keep a sane head. She was guessing there were still more to this story, so to help herself against Mr. Dimatrionez, and also see if there's still another reason altogether to retain a good or at least neutral impression of her dead friend, she decided to go to the last person she could consult about the whole matter - the one who had been oblivious to all this farce for so many years. The one whom when finally enlightened about the whole fiasco was forced by her own husband and daughter to become mentally ill. The greatest victim of Mr. Dimatrionez and Felicity's forbidden sexual relations, the mother.

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Monday. 5 pm. Cental Alina City, to where many high-rise buildings, malls, and popular establishments could be found.

Outside of a fairly popular family restaurant in front of BlueInk Publishing's fifteen storied building, two figures could be seen facing off as they sat at one of the wood-patterned round tables which still belong to the restaurant. Not far from the rows of tables was the cobble-stoned pavement where many people come and go. A busy street crowded with cars and other types of vehicles lie in between their side and that BlueInk Publishing's tall building.