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Chapter 4

“Noelle Alastor! You actually dare to call your father by his full name!? Do you have any respect for your elders!? He is legally your father!” Linda really knew when to open her mouth. But you would think she would have stayed quiet this entire time instead of opening her stupid mouth. I mean, she was basically digging her own grave.

“Yes my name is Alastor! Linda, did you forget whose name is on the wooden plaque at the main gates? Did you forget who I am? You act all high and mighty in my house when you are nothing but long term guests. It seems I really need to go talk to the lawyer and the police. So I can explain to them that the Thatcher family seem to be plotting to usurp my inheritance!”

“We would never! Elle, The company and the house is yours do as you please. If you want to fire someone go ahead. But please think about the years I cared for you as my own daughter. Don’t kick Ryan out he is still young and immature.” I raised an eyebrow and stared at the stupid man whose expression was that of fawning. He seemed to be a bigger ass-kisser than I had ever imagined. He really had no shame. His son was young and immature? We were the same age!

“Are you stupid or acting the part? He is young and immature? He is the same age as me. Which makes me want to ask you DEAR FATHER, why do the children of this woman look so much like you? Why did you only wait a short time before bringing this woman with her kids into my house? Was it because I was YOUNG and IMMATURE? Because I wouldn’t know the difference? Why the hell did you let them treat me as a maid instead of a proper daughter of this house and when I tried to complain about it you ignored it? Answer me these questions. Because they have been living very well on my dime while torturing me.” My gaze turned cold as I looked at the man who seemed to be unable to answer my questions. I have my suspicions. I mean, it was all too much of a coincidence.

“Elle…” The good-for-nothing began, but I cut him off since it would be nothing but shit pouring out of his mouth anyway.

“I already told you not to call me that!” I cut in with a snort before pointing at Margret. “Get rid of her. I will pick a new head maid tomorrow. As of now, all the contracts and account books for the house will be handed over to me. Allowances will also be give out on a monthly basis and all cards will be canceled. Since you do not want to treat me with the respect and dignity I deserve then I will take control over everything. The company will still be in your hands but the money for this household will be in my care.”

“You can’t! You are not of age yet!” Linda yelled at the top of her lungs. Her chest in her midnight blue dress, which looked like it cost her a few tens of thousands, heaved up and down, jiggling the pearls that adorned her neck.

“My mother is right you can’t!” Ryan seemed to have calmed down and cleared his head. However, he was still glaring at me as if he were some kind of rabid dog. I wonder whose canines were sharper, mine or his.

“I am not asking I am telling. Or else everyone but Mr. Thatcher can get out and live on the streets!” I narrowed my eyes and glared at everyone there. For some reason, I feel like ripping their throats out and watching them bleed out.

I guess my glare was a bit too intense since Linda shrank back while Ryan gritted his teeth and lowered his head. I turned and looked at the man who was just standing there, keeping quiet this entire time. “I am sure you agree with me on this, RIGHT, DAD?”

“Y e-Yes…” It looks like he aged quite a bit. I am sure he will make a scene later. No, I am sure Maria will make the biggest scene when she realizes she has lost all her privileges as a high-class young miss.

I can already see her face now. It will be twisted in such a way that it will look as if she was actually Freddy Krueger’s daughter.

I really did not want to make this move so soon, but seeing their faces right now made me shiver in glee. I was having a hard time keeping the smile that was creeping up on my lips from taking over. I had to continue to stay as cold as ice so that they would not think I was weak.

“I want all cards handed over to me by ten tonight. No excuses or I will have to call the lawyer to have them all canceled. Now if you excuse me, I really need to rest, after all unlike some people, I still need to study. Which reminds me…” I turned to Linda once more. “After you settle Margret and get her to clear out, you should teach your daughter to study or else she might end up having to sell herself on a street corner someplace. Or marry some old man in order to keep up her life style. It would be bad if she suddenly got pregnant and left on the lurch. Because I can tell you this now, I will never support her or her child.”

“You! You!” Linda was staring at me as if she was trying to set me on fire. She had her arm extended and a finger pointed at me. Her hand shook so violently that if you were not paying attention, you would think she was having a seizure. Ryan kept clenching and unclenching his fists. Both of them probably wanted me dead, but sadly…

“Keep pointing and you won’t get any money from me for a year. The same would go for your whole family.” I finally smiled as I watched Linda’s hand slowly lower. Such a sight was amazing. Sadly, if I wanted to get some rest tonight, I had to go and do a few things. I looked over at my good-for-nothing father, who had suddenly become quiet as a mouse, and asked: “Any objections?”

“Of course not. It is with in your right as you are the young miss of the house and the heir to the Alastor family.” I have to admit this man had his own ways. He was basically being stripped of all authority within the house, but he could still force a smile.

“Good. Also, I want a copy of the monthly finances to the company. I am not asking for anything else. I just want to get used to reading them since I will be taking over in a few months. And Father, please do not give out money to anyone in the house unless it is from your own salary. I would not be doing all of this if a certain group of people treated me like a human being instead of a slave, after all the maids were treated better than the heir.”

Leaving these words of food for thought for the old man, I turned and, with my bags in hand, walked up the grand staircase towards my bedroom. I am sure they have a lot to think about, like how they are going to get rid of me now. //

I climbed to the top of the staircase, placed my hand on the wooden banister made of oak, and turned around. “Right father… Be sure to pay me back for the tuition fees you have paid out from my family’s expenses. I will not ask for them now but I do hope you will have a check ready by the time they graduate.”

I flashed him my best smile before turning once more and walking toward my room. I had pushed my plans forward quite a bit, but that was fine as well. I do find it highly amusing how quickly Weston Thatcher is willing to submit. He really tosses everything aside in order to reach his goal. But I now have a feeling that that bastard was cheating on my mother the entire time they were together. While the kids were born before he met her, to actually bring home that woman so quickly proved he was not the person my mother believed him to be.

“I should try to investigate her death as well…” I will need to do some tests, but I think that maybe my mother’s death was not so simple.

- - -

In a large office with walls covered in bookshelves filled to the brim with books of all kinds, two people sat on black leather couches that had a single glass coffee table in between. Just behind the couches on the far wall with the window was a polished cedar wood desk and a comfortable-looking leather chair. On the desk and plastered on the walls were images of a young girl showing a toothy smile.

The older of the two men in the room looked to be in his late thirties going on forty. He had a clean-cut hairstyle with a large scar over his right eye and a neatly shaven goatee and wore a white collared shirt with black dress pants.

The other of the two men was a younger version of the older man, wearing the same clothes. He was in his early twenties and had a crew cut with a clean-shaven face, which revealed a scar on the left side of his chin.

Both men were very handsome and had decent builds showing that they took very good care of their bodies. The thing that stood out the most was the aura that surrounded them. They had an aura that could cause a child to cry just by walking by them.

In a long hallway filled with pictures hanging up on the walls and vases with various plants potted in them sitting upon hand-crafted pedestals, a young girl with brown hair that bobbed up and down with each step had a happy smile on her face as she made her way to the end of the hall.

With a light push, the door opened, and the girl peeked in as if she was trying to be stealthy. When she saw that it was just the two men she pushed the door all the way open and ran up and hugged the younger of the two inside. “Brother!”

“Sophia! How was school?” The young man asked with a doting look in his eyes. He had always treasured this little sister of his. And it was not just him but also their father who was currently glaring at the young man.

“It was good! I hope you don’t mind but I took Ronnie and the guys out to play tag.” Sophia let her brother go before walking over and sitting on the couch, ignoring the older man who had opened his arms, awaiting his precious daughter’s embrace.

“How could I mind? Ronnie and the others should feel privileged to play tag with you.” Sophia’s brother already knew what happened but he did not call his sister out on it. As long as she was happy, that was all that mattered.

“Ah! Right, Brother!” Sophia slapped her head as she turned to her brother with a pleading look. Her lower lip pouted ever so slightly as her eyes became watery. “Can you transfer me into my new best friend’s class? I don’t want to be separated from her.”

“Of course, I can! Who would refuse to let me transfer you? There is no way anyone would reject anything you wanted.” Sophia’s brother smiled so brightly that if it was any girl besides Sophia who saw it, they would probably have screamed and passed out due to how dazzling he looked.

“Thanks Brother! I knew you were the best!” While Sophia showered her brother with praise, the older man just stared at his son as if he was his mortal enemy.

“Nicolas, it seems I might need to send you over seas for a while. You can help with some of the dealings over there.” Sophia’s father finally spoke up. He was filled with jealousy! His precious baby girl was not giving him any attention!

“Dad, don’t be jealous just because Sophia likes me more. Maybe if you didn’t put her pictures up all over your office and restrict her movements so much she would rely on you more.”

“Yeah! Brother is right!” Sophia nodded her head, agreeing with her brother. “You need to give me more freedom! I finally found someone I can be friends with so if you ruin this for me I will hate you!”

“Ha… Hate!? Sophia! How can you say you will hate daddy!? Daddy won’t do anything to ruin your friendship! Daddy will be sure to treat your new friend very well!”

“Isn’t that what you said last time!? What happened then? The girl was scared so badly by you she peed her pants and cried to her mom. She ended up changing schools!”

“That… I… she said she loved you though!” The older man, who seemed like he could kill a man with a single glare, now looked like a puppy who was just told he was bad.

“That doesn’t mean you had to threaten her! Girls say that kind of thing all the time! Its a form of friendship! Anyway, I will say this now, you dare to scare my new friend away I will never talk to you again! Humph! I am going to bed!” With that, Sophia stood up and gave her brother a hug and kiss on the cheek before sticking her tongue out at her father and running off.

As soon as she left the room was awkwardly quiet. Nicolas, Sophia’s brother, kept his head lowered. “Umm, Dad?”

“Get ready to go to Africa tomorrow. You will spend a month there making sure our supply lines are secure.” The stern tone and a look that could kill caused Nicolas to let out a sigh. He really wondered when his father would stop being such a big baby when it came to his daughter!

Nicolas did not seem to realize he was his father’s son and doted way too much on his own sister as well.

- - -

I pushed open the door to my room to be met with the sweet smell of flowers. My room had been done up as I asked. A new bed sat In the center of the room with a black lace canopy with white butterflies embroidered into it. My whole floor was now covered in a crimson-red plush carpet that felt very soft to walk on. The walls were similarly painted back with white trim. The nightstands, the desk. Everything was black with white butterflies on it as well.

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To be honest, I really liked the look. I had no idea butterflies could be so beautiful like this. The room was dimly lit, giving off a very relaxing feeling. The no good father of my actually went all out to please me.

I shook my head. I did not wish to think about those idiots at this time. I walked over and set my things down on the floor before plopping my body right on the bed. I was very tired already, but I still had to check some things. I took out my phone and began searching for companies I could try to make an appointment to to sell my idea.

- - -

“Sir, this is the report. But from what I can tell she is still not eighte...” A young man with glasses paused. His entire body stiffened when he realized he had opened his mouth a bit too much.

“Mike, you really think of me as such a depraved person? You saw the video, did you not?” The young man was sitting in a recliner by a large bay window overlooking the city lights below, with a bottle of red wine sitting on the table next to him and a half-filled glass in his hand.

He looked up at Mike with a furrowed brow and an icy gaze. He was wearing a black polo shirt and a pair of tan khakis. In front of him, on a small table, was a laptop that had a video on pause showing a silver-haired girl. “Do you really think I have such thoughts?”

“No… No sir. How could the CEO of Knight Global have such thoughts.” Mike quickly tried to clear his name. He had thought because the man in front of him was doing such a detailed investigation on the girl, that he had fallen for her. He was twenty-one going on twenty-two this year. While the age was not far off she was still not eighteen yet.

“Oh? So you do know.” The young man formed a smile before reaching out with this hand. “Is this all the information?”

“Yes… from what I have gathered is that the girl in the video is named Noelle Alastor. The heir to Alastor Conglomerate. From what I have found out, Her mother was Lyla Alastor, and she died when she was seven. The strange thing is that there is not much information on her mother. Even her birth father’s information is a mystery. All I know is that Miss Alastor’s current guardian is a stepfather who adopted her, but after digging a bit, I found out that he had remarried to a woman with twins.

“Now, here is what I do not get. It seems that the twins are his biological kids and were born a few months before Miss Alastor. But for some reason, he married Miss Alastor’s mother after divorcing the current lady of the house, Linda Thatcher. And then remarried her practically the next day after Lyla Alastor’s death. From what I am seeing, there is much more going on here.” Mike had found the situation strange. How can a man who had just lost his wife take in another so quickly? It made no sense. And what was more was the woman was his ex-wife.

The young man did not say a word as he opened the file and began reading through it. The more he read, the more he couldn’t help but feel the same way Mike did. “According to this, she is set to inherit all her mother’s assets in five months. I feel that this Weston Thatcher might not allow that to happen. He has been running the company quite smoothly all these years. The board members are probably already on his side. If she is not careful, she will end up losing everything.”

The young man put down the file and picked up his glass of wine. The scent of the red wine tickled his nose as he took a sip. “But all of this does not explain how she was able to do what she did. She did something humanly impossible.”

“This I am not sure about. She has no relatives besides her step father and her mother and father’s past is also a mystery. It’s like her mother just appeared one day.” Mike had no idea how else to explain it. He had nothing to go on.

The young man sat back and looked at his laptop screen for a few minutes before using his foot to close it. “Take the file and set it aside for now. I am more interested in how she accomplished what she did. I guess it will have to wait until our next meeting if there ever is one.”

“Um… Asher, not as an assistant but as a friend, are you sure you are not…” Mike quickly closed his mouth when he saw his long-time friend and current boss glare at him. “Right! Right I will go file these.”

Mike decided it was best to escape as quickly as possible.

- - -

I looked at my phone and checked the current top companies but only found one that would be holding an innovation gathering. These types of gatherings are for people like me who are looking to get sponsorship on inventions or other innovations that the company deems worth investing in. I kicked my feet, disturbing the black comforter under my body, before sitting up.

“Asher Global. Now that I think about it, I think this is the same company that had actually bought the idea before. If that is the case, then I should be able to get the funding I need.” While I did not need money at this time. I could not use the funds allocated to the house for its expenses. Yes, I would have a few tens of thousands to work with, but it would be strange if I took over and drained all the funds. To start a proper company, I need a few hundreds of thousands. I needed to be able to steal from under the nose of that good-for-nothing. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to see his gloomy face as he is stuck at the company trying to fix things.

With him out of the house, it would also be easier for me to play at home. I am sure my dear siblings would love it if I returned all the years of abuse back to them. Luckily, those idiots are not smart enough to put a few bugs in my room to see what I am up to. I made sure to do a thorough check before I started my research.

“Since the meeting is next week, I have time to prepare. For now… I need food.” I rubbed my belly. I had not eaten much at all today.

Sadly for me, though, it seemed I would have to deal with an unwanted visitor before I could eat. I looked at my door, which was suddenly pushed open. Standing there wearing a similar outfit as me, with her chest heaving up and down, was my dear sister Maria. “You bitch! You dare take away our money!?”

I narrowed my eyes as I looked at the intruder. “Maria, I will say this once… Barge into my room again and you will be living on the street tomorrow. And I think you have some kind of misconception here. The money you have been spending all these years while treating me like shit has been and always will be my money. So, my dear sister…”

I stood up and walked over slowly to her and gently cupped her cheek in my hand. “If you wish to get a dime from me then you better behave.”

“Don’t touch me!” It took a minute for the shocked girl to react. After all, my “walking” just now must have seemed almost as if I teleported to her.

I smiled and pushed her out of my room before stepping out with her. Her sharp glare was something I remember very well. She had always thought so highly of herself when she stepped on me, and this glare now was when I did not do things to her liking. “You better behave. Just like your mother and brother. As long as you behave you will still get an allowance. That is… unless you wish to beg for food every day.” //

After leaving a rather pissed-off green tea bitch behind, I went to the kitchen to make my own dinner since I don’t think I could stomach eating anything that the rest of the family ate. Just thinking about the fact I was eating the same food as them, made me sick.

That was not the only reason. For some reason, I feel that no matter what I ate right now, it would not feel appetizing. I have a craving welling up inside me, but I am not sure what that craving is for. Going to the kitchen and making my own food might help me figure it out.

- - -

“Mom! Why are you letting that bitch take control of everything!?” Maria yelled out. She was currently hugging her mother’s waist and crying as if someone had killed her five times over. She had yet to change out of her uniform and was sitting on the bed next to her mother, acting like a child. At this time, she felt as if her whole world was crashing down on her.

Earlier, when she faced off with Noelle. She had frozen. The strange way Noelle looked at her sent chills down her spine and made her freeze in place. Each word was like a bucket of cold water being poured over her head. All her words, all the things she would normally say, were stuck in her throat and would not come out. By the time she had snapped out of it, Noelle had already walked away.

“There is nothing I can do!” Linda was also not happy. She patted her daughter’s back and looked around the room. This was her own room, separate from the one she shared with her husband. It was where she came to plot things or to calm down when things did not go her way. It was decorated beautifully with everything in white. Since she was young, she had always wanted to be an angel, and only by having everything in pure white can she feel as if she had accomplished her childhood dream. But even now, this white was blinding. She felt as if she was being consumed.

She had no idea why Noelle suddenly changed but now she felt as if she was slowly being consumed with darkness. A darkness that will never let her see the light again.

“Is there really no way to deal with that bitch!?” Maria looked up at her mother, tears streaming down her face. She was beautiful, and even when she cried, it did not take away from her beauty.

“Not now. Just stay low for the next few months. I have already talked with your father. He has his own plans. We have to do things slowly. If we rush, everything will be ruined. Don’t worry, when the time comes, it will be you who will be stepping on that little bitches head.” Linda did not dare ruin Weston’s plans. They had not accomplished everything they have had today if it was not for his careful planning. No matter how reluctant she was to let the little bitch get her way, she would not ruin her husband's plans.

Maria bit her lip. The idea of being looked down on by the person she hated most in the world angered her to no end. “Can I still keep ruining her reputation as I have been? ”

“Of course. It would be bad if her reputation suddenly changed for the good, so keep doing what you have been. Just do not do anything directly and keep yourself in line when at home.” Linda also felt it would be bad to let things be too easy for Noelle. Just the thought of the girl suddenly blooming like a flower and seeing the sunlight made her feel sick. She hated Noelle’s mother and she hated her daughter just as much.

- - -

I was currently in the kitchen and I was having a bit of an issue. Looking at my reflection in the metal fridge I felt that it was strange. “Why do people say nothing about my appearance? Red eyes and fangs really stick out and I have not been trying to hide them.”

I really found it weird. I mean, no matter what, my good-for-nothing father should have noticed my changes. Even my cheeks had filled have out. Such a change should not have gone unnoticed.

“Miss?” I turned to see one of the chefs walking into the kitchen, looking at me nervously. He wore a white chef’s uniform and even had a chef’s hat to match. He was older, maybe around fifty, with a short white beard and a round belly.

“Do I look strange to you? Like my eyes and teeth?” I made sure to smile as I asked this, revealing my two fangs.

“Miss, I think you look like your late mother.” The chef’s reply stunned me. It was not the answer I was expecting.

“You worked here when my mother was alive? I was sure that Linda let everyone go.” I had thought Linda had replaced all the staff, at least I did not remember this man.

“I have seen a picture of the late Madam. Her silver hair, red eyes, and beauty are still quite vivid in my mind. You are a spitting image of her.” The chef’s eyes did not sit right with me. He had a strange look in his eyes. He was rubbing his hands together and scanning me from head to toe. To be honest, it made me feel sick.

“I can tell now that you never worked for my mother. Luckily that is so.” My eyes turned cold.

“Miss, what do you mean?” The chef seemed to be confused by my words. I wonder if he realized his own actions. Either way, it seemed that I needed to replace all the staff.

But I did feel he deserved an answer. So, with a smile, I walked over to the counter where a knife was lying on a chopping block and picked it up. “Because my mother would have never hired a sick bastard who covets their daughter.”

The old man’s face began to turn red and twisted. He did not seem to like my answer. “Miss you can not slander me!”

“No, but I can fire you. So leave before I decide to make roasted pig. I am not sure if you will be up to my father’s tastes but seeing whom he married after my mother I’m guessing your thick skin will be okay, since he doesn’t seem all that picky.” I flicked the knife with my finger and took a step forward, causing the chef to take a step back. “I will count to ten. If you are not out of this kitchen by then and heading to pack your things, I will keep my word and stuff an apple in your mouth. One!”

“You will regret this!” I could see a hint of fear in the old man’s angered eyes. He quickly turned and stormed out of the kitchen right as my new toy walked into the kitchen.

“Bitch! Do you think you can just fire who ever you wa—…” A flash of light flashed past Ryan’s head, followed by a dull thud. I watched as he turned his head to see the knife that was in my hand now stabbed into the stone wall next to his head.

A strange smell entered my nose, causing me to reach up and hold it. When I looked around I saw a small puddle forming by Ryan’s feet. “How old are you!? You can’t even hold it in. Did you not realize this was a kitchen!?”

“You! I will make you pay! You better keep your mouth shut about this!” Ryan pointed at me with a flushed face before turning and running away. It really makes me wonder why I thought he was so scary in the past. //

I shook my head, walked over to the stone wall, and pulled the knife out of it. The entire kitchen was made of stone. It had many different methods of cooking. One wall had a stone oven that used wood for fuel, a grill, a plain wooden stove top, and even a gas stove. The walls, ceiling, and floor were all made of stone. The center island that sat in the middle of the kitchen was made of what looked like a thick oak trunk carved out to have space for storage with a thick oak chopping block set on top. Where such a thick trunk was found is beyond me.

On the other wall was cold storage. There were three freezers and three large fridges, which gave plenty of storage for the foodstuffs that needed to stay cool or frozen. The far wall had a large sink with a dishwasher, one of those you would find in a restaurant. Hanging over the island in the middle was a rack with many pots and pans along with plates. It was well well-constructed kitchen.

“Let’s see…” I walked over to the fridge and opened it. This was the meat fridge. All the meats that would be used for the week would go into this fridge to defrost.

Normally, I would not think much of it when opening a fridge full of meat that comes straight from a butcher, but the smells inside did not smell of blood but a sweet scent. I took a deep breath, breathing the scent in. It felt intoxicating. Deep breath after deep breath I kept inhaling the scent before I suddenly snapped out of my daze.

“What is wrong with me?” I closed the fridge and took a step back, feeling very confused. I had never had such a reaction before. I took a deep breath once more to clear my nose before going to the fridge with vegetables and taking out a tomato. I bit into it and allowed the sweet yet tart taste fill my mouth. Only then did I slowly calm down.

I turned and went back upstairs. Luckily, I did not run into anyone along the way. I really have no idea what the hell just happened to me. The scent of the meat in the fridge was not normal. It smelled sweet, like candy, yet addicting. I couldn’t help but keep taking in the sweet scent.

Walking into my room, I slowly made my way to my bed, dragging my feet along the way. I sat down and took another bite of the tomato. Something like this was a normal meal for me sometimes when I could steal one. Otherwise, it was food that looked like scraps that someone just tossed together, maybe even the leftovers of the Thatchers family. Either way, it was not something I enjoyed. Tomatoes were easy to steal and filling, which made for a decent meal. I felt as if I accomplished something if I was able to get my hands on one.

“I should shower and get some sleep. I have a busy day tomorrow.” I finished off the tomato and licked my fingers before getting up to head to the private bathroom.

I turned on the shower and stripped off my clothes. As the hot water rained down on me, I couldn’t help but think of the scent of meat just now. Just thinking about it made me want to run back downstairs and smell it again. It was such an addicting scent. “This might just drive me insane…”

I stepped out of the shower after washing up and stood in front of the mirror, reaching up and wiping the fog off the glass, revealing my devilish-looking eyes. “Is it bad to think that I look more beautiful than any girl in the world? If I was a man, I would hit on me.”

I chuckled at my own thoughts before finishing my nightly routine. Only when I was done and my hair was fully dried, did I finally lay my head down to rest.