Treacherous - Chapter 3

The mystery begins now and yes let's see what did they shop for?
I was having a nice tour around the house. The gardens were absolutely beautiful. There was also a library which had one of the most amazing collections. Well, I must confess that I'm an avid reader, so the library was definitely a place where I found peace. I sat down on the chair and picked up Carolyn Keene's Nancy Drew to read. After reading for half an hour, I got bored and kept the book back on the shelf and decided to leave the library, but that didn't happen as a book caught my attention. There was a book lying on one of the topmost shelves. It was a very thick book having a beautiful blue and gold cover but strangely it had no title. I looked around the library to find something with the help of which I could reach the book when suddenly I heard some footsteps just outside the library. I quickly went out of the library and found that Anabell was quickly rushing up the stairs.

'It must've been her'. I thought.
I forgot about the book and headed straight towards my bedroom and sat on the bed. My mind was filled with questions now.

Anabell's strange behavior had caught my attention and made me convince that there is something strange going on in this family and then a question struck my mind. A question that changed all the equations. And the question was- 'Why did the Woodson's adopt me?' I spoke aloud.

Strangely I didn't have any answer to my own question. I couldn't see any reason which would justify my presence in this family. Firstly, it wasn't a case of a young couple having no child... the woodson's were a middle-aged couple already having a 12-year-old daughter. Secondly, their daughter seemed to be quite uninterested in me, that means it wasn't a case of a 12-year-old screaming at the top of her voice that she wants to have an elder sister and her parents telling her that they can buy one for her. So why? Why did the Woodson's adopt a 17-year-old girl from a small orphanage in New York? Why? The question was roaming wild in my head. Suddenly, I started to fear living in this house and why wouldn't I? Just think about it living in a house where you're not needed!


Mrs. Rose came up in the evening and asked me to get ready to go for shopping. Strangely, as soon as I heard about shopping I completely forgot about all the questions in my head and quickly tied my blonde hair into a neat ponytail and then went downstairs in the lobby where Mrs. Rose was waiting for me.

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting for long, actually my mom insisted on having tea with her so I had to stay a bit longer." Said Mrs. Rose.
"No... not at all, actually I didn't even realize how my time passed by." I said with a smile which clearly was an indicator of how excited I was to go for shopping.

"Ok then, let's not keep you waiting any longer, come on let's go."

Mrs. Rose picked up her bag and went towards the main door and I followed her. We sat into the black Maserati and drove off to New York's best designer store. We stopped at Gucci.

"Ok... I've made an appointment with the designers, so they can help you with all the styling." Said Mrs. Rose and then we got off the car and went straight into the store. There we were welcomed by two young designers.

"Hello mam. Welcome to the store." Said the brunette.
"Well, thank you. Actually I called up this morning for an appointment. I am here to buy some clothes for my daughter." Said Mrs. Rose.
The other girl went towards the counter and opened up her laptop to check the appointment. "Mam, can I kindly know your name." Said the sales girl.

"Mrs. Rose Woodson." The girl looked up at her laptop and said, "Right mam, you have your appointment fixed with Carla, she must be here any minute. You can wait till then."
Mrs. Rose then went towards the couch and sat there and I did the same. I looked around the store, it wasn't very crowded and there were just a few more ladies quietly looking at the dresses. Even I looked at the dresses they were just fab! There were dresses of every color stacked in rows... they were just a treat to the eyes.

"Here you are." Mrs. Rose exclaimed suddenly and I looked up to find a petite lady walking towards us. She had gray eyes and red hair and was wearing a formal suit.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting." Said Carla and then gave the high-class style hug to Mrs. Rose and then to me.
"Oh! So this is your daughter. How many years did you mention about her being in London?" Said Carla.
"Well, seven years." Mrs. Rose replied.
Wait - what were they talking about. I was totally confused but I didn't say anything because I thought it would be much better to ask Mrs. Rose about it when we're alone.
"Ok then, are you ready?" Asked Carla and I nodded. "Fine so let me show you some of the pieces from the latest collection, come."

I followed Carla to a rack which was stacked with some of the most beautiful dresses in the world.
"I guess this would suit you." Carla said while showing me a blue-colored dress which I completely adored and agreed to buy. After that we bought a few more dresses from the store and then headed towards Roberto Cavalli. Mrs. Rose picked up all the dresses from the new collection.

Wow! I couldn't believe it. This was height of luxury. We got all this shopping bags loaded in the car but the shopping didn't end there. We went to Jimmy Choo and Louis Vuitton to shop for shoes and bags. I was feeling at the top of this world. Just think about it... how would you feel if everything with a price tag could be in your shopping bag?


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Published: 3/30/2013
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