Married to the Secret Australian Mafia

“Ma’am is something wrong?” a man asked Mrs Robertson.

“I am fine, I just wondering where the person that lives in this house went” she replied.

“Are you familiar with the person?” The man asked.

“Yes I am her stepmother” she replied.

“In that case, I need you to give me her number” the man said.

“Why?” Mrs Robertson asked.

“My name is detective John” the man replied showing her his id.

“Your daughter called us earlier on Sunday evening that there was a break in at her house, she was supposed to come on Monday to write her statement but I didn’t see her” he added.

Oh my goodness, you don’t mean it, is she okay?, was she hurt?” Mrs Robertson asked.

“As her stepmother, I thought you would know about that” detective John said.

“The thing is that Mia doesn’t like to associate with me because she thinks that I care too much for her” Mrs Robertson replied.

“I see, well can I have her number” detective John said.

“Ok” Mrs Robertson replied and started calling out Mia’s number to the detective.

“Thank you ma’am” the detective said to Mrs Robertson.

“It my pleasure helping you” Mrs Robertson said.

“I will be leaving now ma” Detective John said and started walking away.

“What was that?” Mrs Robertson asked no one in particular.

She saw a man come out of the house close to Mia’s house and walked up to him.

“Please I was wondering if you knew the time Mia will be coming home?” She asked.

“I don’t think she will be coming home soon, she hasn’t slept in her house for three days now” he replied.

“”Any problem?” The man asked.

“No nothing, just that I haven’t heard from her, I am her mother” she replied.

“Well that is serious, you should report to the police” the man suggested.

“Yes I will do that, thank you so much” Mrs Robertson said and left the man and went to the place her car was parked and got into it.

“So that brat has been sleeping out, I am not surprised she is following her mother’s footsteps to becoming a whore” she thought.

Her phone rang and she checked the caller, it was her daughter Marcy.

“Did you meet her? Mother, did she agree to give you the documents?, are you on your way home?” Marcy fired these questions to her mother immediately the call was connected.

“Now Marcy, I want you to relax first ok” Mrs Robertson said.

“Mom I can’t relax, I need that document badly” Marcy replied.

“So how did it go?” She asked.

“Mia was not at her house and and she hasn’t slept in it for three days now” her mother replied.

“Did you perhaps find out why?” Marcy asked.

“Well not really, but she reported the break in that foolish boy did to the police” she replied.

“But don’t worry I will meet with her today, I have a plan” she added.

“Which is?” Marcy asked.

“Don’t worry my angel, trust your mother on this one” she replied.

“But mom I nee..” Mrs Robertson hung up the call.

“How can she hang up on me when I am still talking” Marcy said.

“What did she say?” Taylor asked standing up from the bed.

“She said that she will talk to her” Marcy replied.

“I have a feeling that your parents want the documents for themselves” Taylor said.

“You think so?” She asked.

Taylor came closer to where she was standing and held her waist.

“I don’t just think so Marcy, I know so” he replied.

“But you just said you feel so?” Marcy asked.

“I was trying to say it nicely” Taylor replied.

“Gosh you need to see what I saw in that documents, I was just looking at the first page of it when Mia came in and put it back. It was then that she started suspecting us” he said.

“What did you saw” Marcy asked.

“I didn’t read it thoroughly but the total number of asset on that first page was $100 billion USD” Taylor replied.

“What ! tell me you are joking” Marcy said.

“No I am not, this was what I saw” he replied.

“Do my parents know?” Marcy asked.

“Yes I told them” Taylor replied.

“And you didn’t tell me !” Marcy shouted and hit him on the shoulder.

“Sorry I didnt mean to hide it from you” Taylor apologized.

“After everything I did for you, you still hid it from me”she said.

“I am so sorry but I have to say you really acted very well about hating me when I didn’t get the documents” he said.

“I am pretty good at many things, acting is just one of them” she boasted.

“That’s my girl” he said.

“I really have to say that your husband’s cooks are great” Mia said.

“So great” Dorothy replied with her mouth full.

“Gosh this meat is so delicious, I can never get tired of eating it” Mia said.

“It is so soft, tender and swee…”

“Your phone is ringing Mia”Dorothy interrupted.

“Who could be disturbing me now?” She asked and took her phone.

“What do you want Rose?” She asked the caller.

“How dare you call me by my name Mia? Have you lost your mind?” Mrs Robertson asked.

Mia just hang up the call and kept her phone back.

“I don’t know if it is my eyes but this dinning room looks more beautiful” Mia said.

“That chicken you are eating must be messing with your brain” Dorothy replied.

“I think it is” she replied.

After they were done eating, they went to the living room’s balcony and sat down.

Suddenly Mia’s phone started ringing again, “why is this woman disturbing you for crying out loud” Mia said when she saw who was calling.

“Who is that?” Dorothy asked.

“My stepmother” Mia replied.

“Maybe she wants to wish you happy birthday” Dorothy said.

“That doesn’t sound like something she could do” Mia replied.

She let the phone ring and didn’t pick it up.

“Why won’t you answer your phone, you brat !” Mrs Robertson shouted.

“Since you don’t want to answer your phone, you leave me no choice then” she said.

“Ding dong” a text entered Mia’s phone and she checked it.

“You wouldn’t dare try such, you stupid woman !” She shouted.

“What is the matter?” Dorothy asked.

“Just look at what that old witch sent to me” Mia replied and gave her phone to Dorothy.

Dorothy took the phone and read at the text it says “if you don’t want your mother’s precious collection of shells to disappear, meet me at your father’s hotel by 4pm” with a picture of Mrs Robertson holding a handful of shells.

“What does she want from you that she is doing everything to see you?” Dorothy asked and gave her back her phone.

“I have no idea but whatever it is she is not getting it” Mia replied.

“You will meet her right ?” Dorothy asked.

“Yes I will, that woman doesn’t joke with her threats” Mia replied.

Her phone started ringing once again and she answered it immediately without checking the caller.

“Rose if anything happens to my mother’s shells, I will..” she stopped talking when the caller spoke and it was a male voice.

“Hello is this Mia Robertson?” The caller asked.

“Yes it is, who are you?” Mia asked.

“I am detective John, I inspected your house on Sunday when you called saying there was a break in at your house” the caller replied.

“Oh detective, how are you doing?” She asked.

“I am good, I didn’t see you at the station on Monday” detective John replied.

“Yeah I am so sorry that I couldn’t come, I was very busy” Mia said.

“Busy? It is a police holiday, why are you working?” The detective asked.

“The thing is that my friend owns a restaurant so I am helping her out since some of her workers left for the holiday” Mia replied.

“Ok but you really need to make time and come to the station” detective John said.

“Don’t worry detective, I will be there tomorrow morning” Mia replied.

“Please make sure that you are here tomorrow” the detective said.

“Don’t worry detective, I will be definitely be there tomorrow” Mia replied.

“Ok take care” the detective said and disconnected the call.

“The detective called you?” Dorothy asked.

“Let me guess you forgot to go the station, and when I did I open a restaurant?” She asked.

“Yes I forgot to go to the station to write a statement, you just opened the restaurant now” Mia replied.

“What were you thinking that made you to forget it? By the way how did he got your number?. I don’t remember you giving him your number” Dorothy asked.

“You are right, maybe he got it from one of my neighbours” Mia replied.

“Yeah maybe” Dorothy said.

“Wow the time is really flying !” Mia exclaimed when she looked at the time on her phone.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.