Prisoner 4-0-9 novel Chapter 42

My business hadn't even started yet but as soon as I entered my office, I noticed the files of clients.

I leaned against my desk and looked around.

I was literally set for life.

I don't know if I can even question Trevor's love anymore. Buying my forgiveness would probably a Birkin bag and some Chanel earrings.

Instead, I got a house, a car, an entire building, and over 20 bags of money filled with designer items.

I don't know if I had anything to worry about, other than my guilty conscience.

I wanted to call him, and although I'm not sure what I would say, I still wanted to hear his voice.

But his phone had been indeed disconnected.

I remembered the tattoo shop he ran and wondered if anyone there knew about his whereabouts.

After locking up the, my office, I walk over to Rex.

"So, do you like?"

"I like." I nod and he smiles.

"Mr. Vatore would've been happy."

"We need to find him," I tell Rex and he tilts his head.

"How do you suppose we do that?"

"I have an idea."

"Who are you again?" The woman at the front desk asks, sizing me up.

"My name is Ocean Devila, I'm Trevor's girlfriend."

"Right... What is it that you want?"

"I need to know if he was in today."

"Why? Aren't you his girlfriend?"

I grit my teeth and hold my breath.

"Yes, but I haven't seen him."

"Bummer." She fakes a smile while tilting her head and I resist the urge to slap the stupid smile off her face.

"Look, did he come here or not?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't tell you that." I stare at her blankly. Her black hair cascaded down her shoulders, pretty innocent blue eyes made it hard to imagine her working in a tattoo parlor.

"Listen, sweetie, if you don't tell me what I want to know I'll-"

"Ocean?"

I turn around and my eyes nearly bulge out of my sockets.

"Miriam?" Trevor's mother let out a cry before throwing her hands around me.

"Let me look at you!" She grabs my cheeks and sighs.

"Still so beautiful."

"As are you Mrs. Vatore, What're you doing here?"

"Oh please, call me Ma," she waves me off. "I came in yesterday, Trevor needed someone to watch over the business."

"Wait why? Where is he?"

"Oh dear," Miriam says, rubbing my arm. "Let's step outside."

Once outside, I wrap my arms around myself.

"Did you two get into a fight?" She asks and I sigh.

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