Chapter 95
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Sydney’s POV
Those words ran in my head as if a sledgehammer was being mmed against the strongest iron.
wall in my head. Dong!
The ringing wouldn’t stop. I would have held my head but I was still bound.
The forest was thrown into a fit of silence,even the music had drowned out. It was as if they were
waiting for me to take it in.
I started to think back to when Doris introduced Mark to me? Does Doris know about this? I
wondered.
Besides, how? How the hell was it possible that he wasn’t Lucas. He looked like him, he spoke and
behaved like Lucas, everything about him was as I remembered!
I snapped my gaze to him and my voice quivered as I asked, “You must be lying!” I let out between
gritted teeth at the both of them. “If you don’t want me again,Lucas, just f**king tell me. Whye
up with such a sick story.”
I could feel Luigi’s gaze drilling into my temple and as I looked up at Lucas who was ring at me,
and a corner if his l*ps twitched from time to time..
“Look, it’s okay, okay? It’s alright. I prepared myself for your rejection when I wasing here. So
you should stop being a f**kin coward and say it to my face. Tell me you don’t want me anymore
and let me go!”
Lucas burst outughing boisterously and as much as I hated to admit it, now that I was equipped
with the knowledge that he might not be Lucas, as I watched him, I could see some if the signs and
my heart shattered.
Lucas neverughs so hard. He never did.
No, he’s not Lucas, I admitted within myself. But I didn’t want to believe it. I desperately wanted. to
cling to the belief that Lucas had only changed and that was it.
“And who told you that I’d let you go?” He stepped forward, “You see? You’re a joker just like this
friend here?” He nodded toward Luigi who was ring at him.
my
“Dn, this is enough. We’ve done enough damage, just let her go!”
Dn, Lucas, whoever he really was tantly ignored Luigi and squatted before me, “Syd, I have a
story to tell you.”
He stuck the gun in his pants and started to untie me. “And to enjoy this story, you have to be free.
In mere minutes, he was through. I flexed my wrist and my ankle as I rested my back on the oak
tree and perched on a raised tform on the ground. Sand must have gathered there during a
storm or something. I thought tiredly.
He turned to Luigi, “You too, old friend, let’s tell a story, shall we?” His l*ps pulled into a sick smile
as he untied Luigi too..
As I watched him untie Luigi, I had many ideas. Hit him with a stone and flee, stab him with my
nonexistent knife….several means but he had a gun and with one pull of his finger, he could send
the bullet straight into my head. Besides,I actually do want to hear the
story.
What happened to my Lucas?
Then he started, “Before I begin, I want you, my audience, to know that Lucas was the sweetest
soul I’ve ever met, be smiled and even in the dim rays of the moon that illuminated the midnight, I
could see his smile and it was genuine.
He perched down on a small rock before us,his gun firmly in his grasp. He opened his m*uth to start
speaking then he shook his head.
He pointed his pistol at Luigi. “You know what?” My eyes widened, so did Luigi’s as we waited fir
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whatever he had to say. “Come tell the damned story”
Luigi refused butter agreed when Dn pressed the gun to my temple..
“Hesitate one more time and I promise you I’d blow the b**ch’s brains off, he said and just the sound
of those mere words elicited a whimper from me.
Begrudgingly, Luigi started the story, while Dn kept the gun pressed to my head, with a sickening
smile on his face.
“Dn and I both worked in a hospital as night shift caregivers.
My brows involuntarily rode up my hairline. It was really difficult to picture either of them as a
caregiver.
Lucas was admitted to the hospital where Dn and Luigi worked.
Lucas‘ wealth was known to everyone in the hospital. And this coupled with the fact that he was
young caught their attention.
They deliberately got closer to Lucas intending to swindle him of some money. Lucas, who had
been sick and lonely since childhood quickly bonded with Dn and Luigi who were also around his
age. So it was easy for them to get to know things about him.
My heart ached at this knowledge. If Lucas had had more friends, he might have been able to snill
theat Luigi and Dn weren’t really interested in being his friends but wanted his money. But then,
Lucas was smart and very intuitive. Maybe he had just overlooked it because he was desperate for
company, even though he never showed it, he always yearned to have someone to
talk to.
“At first, we didn’t have any n. Luigi went on, still refusing to look me in the eyes, “we just went
with the flow, hoping an opportunity will present itself. One morning, after our shifts, we had said
our goodbyes to Lucas and were going home when Dn proposed an idea. He had recognized the
family ring on Lucas‘ finger and it belonged to the Esposito’s family here in Naples. So he made it
seem like he was suggesting,” Luigi threw an unguarded re at Dn and he chuckled, “That I
had a say. He said he would take on Lucas‘ identity so that we could attain a lot of wealth to set
ourselves up for life. As Lucas illness was fatal and his death was inevitable. anyway. The-
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Dn suddenly interrupted Luigi with an irritatingugh, “You remember what I said at that part?”
He asked amidstughter. “I said what use was wealth when it belonged to the dead, he finished
andughed even harder.
Luigi and I just stared nkly at him and wondered how I had not seen him for the maniac that
he was.
“Okay, go on,” he sobered up and cleaned the small tears in the corner of his. cyes.
“At first, I disagreed,” Luigi said quietly, “But Dn was quite a persuasive person. He sweet- talked
me, made me see the benefit in the long run and eventually, his voice was even quieter. this time
that I had to strain my ears to hear him, “I agreed and we started to make ns. “Dn began to
imitate Lucas’s actions, everything about Lucas and since he had the same build and eye color
with him, it was easier. We spent a long time preparing until we felt Dn hadpletely
transformed into Lucas. We even ran a test. We locked Lucas, who was on a drug induced sleep
after another debilitating fever, in the bathroom and Dn pretended to be Lucas on his hospital
bed and wore some sheet mask that Lucas liked to wear and no one could tell that it was the wrong
person, not even the doctor. Even hi maid couldn’t tell.”
Wow.
“That was lit, bro,” Dnzilymented.
“After then, we moved forward to another crucial step of our n….” he trailed off and paused.
“And that was getting rid of Lucas.
“We tricked Lucas into going camping with us in the forest. He was excited about the new
experience. In the forest, we drugged him into a permanent sleep and buried his b*dy in the forest,
Luigi’s gaze flicked to my side before he quickly looked away again. “It was the only way we could
avoid a death report at the hospital.
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I let out an involuntary gasp at the sheer cruelness of these two
“Now, that was the day Lucas got discharged at the hospital. His maid had gone to find the driver
whom we made wandered away Lucas found the idea of sneaking away very exciting so yeah He
shrugged, “before the end of the day, he was dered missing For a week, I had to keep covering
up our tracks as Dn quickly underwent facial stic surgery.
“When he was done, he was a splitting image of Lucas. Armed with Lucase family ring and his other
belongings, he went to the Esposito family’s head, Tavon and was epted back to the family”
“Incase, you’re wondering, we cooked up a cock and bull story of me getting lost and getting
kidnapped, Dn once again interrupted.
“With Tavon’s support,” Luigi continued without paying Dn any heed, he nned that he’d get
close to you so that he could take over GT Group but your final vote lead to the failure of everything
we had nned for years.”
I sucked in a breath when Dn cocked the gun and pressed it harder on my temple. “You b**ch!
You were lucky we were on Mark’s turf,I would have killed you out of anger. You could have just
worked with me, the man you imed you love but mal, you chose your ex husband who treated
you badly over me who treated you like the queen that you weren’t.”
My heart felt tight and my vision became blurry as my eyes watered. My heart was shattered, not
because I had spent my time loving the wrong man, but because of the pain that Lucas must have
gone through. It was unfair. He just wanted to make new friends.
My breathing came in shirt bursts and the anxiety I had been putting away for the past month
resurfaced. I fell on my knees and grabbed my ch*st tightly to stop the ache,
I wanted to scream, I wanted tosh out hurtful words at both of them but I couldn’t, I could barely
steady my strained breathing talkless uttering a word to anyone. I just knelt there, my hands
clutching my ch*st as my tears slowly dropped onto the earth.
When Lagi looked at me, his eyes were filled with pain and utter regret while Dn just watched me
in amusement.
“Sydney, I’m sorry. I will pay for my mistakes,I promise…I regret every single second of it.” Dn
scoffed but said nothing.
Suddenly, in a blur, Luigi lunged at Dn and pushed him to the ground with a thud. Dn let out a
grunt as his back hit the floor.
“You psycho! Get off me, Dn tried to push Luigi off him but Luigi wouldn’t budge. He punched
Dn in the face to shut him up and started to wrestle for the gun in his hand.
Dn was able to push Luigi off him. Instantly, Luigi sprang up to attack him again but this time.
Dn was more prepared and faster. Before Luigi could take a step toward him, Dn pointed the
gun at him and pulled the trigger.
My heart dropped to the pit of my belly and a scream finally tore from my throat as I watched Luigi
fall to the ground, his blood sttering on my face.
“Luigi!” I sobbed and scrambled to his b*dy. He didn’t deserve to end like this. Atleast, he regretted
his actions.
Dn walked up to me. I never liked him, he was too cowardly and good,” he hissed.
“Hey,” he kicked me by my side twice until I looked up. He looked down at me and pointed the gun
in my direction. “Don’t waste your tears on this. The money he spent on F1 racing was also Lucas’s.
He’s not innocent,” he said coldly.
Tears rolled down my eyes as I shuffled back to where I had been sitting by the oak tree, my heart
filled with grief. I wrapped my arms around myself and asked, “Where did you bury Lucas?”
He smirked, “I thought you weren’t going to ask.” Then he casually pointed the gun in his grasp to
the small mound by the oak tree. The one I had sat down on this whole time. “There, right next to
you.”