Bradley had long crafted this story and created an unquestionable identity for Ruth. Even if the Mayfair's suspected it, without proof what could they do?
Bradley's story was smooth and to any other ears it would have sounded believable but not under this roof. David's instincts scread that Bradley was telling lies.
He was not the only one that felt that that way, all the Mayfair's and so Saxon's believed the sa.
Star alerted Phoebe to sothing nobody but her had sensed. "Mother, sothing about Bradley is wrong. He stinks and he has this powerful energy emanating from him and not the good kind. He is not a demon, but he is not human either--not truly."
Phoebe already had a clue, but she had no proof about Bradley. As for Ruth, she was certain of her identity, and nothing was going to convince her otherwise.
David clapped_mockingly. "Oh, you must have such a big heart." The smile on his lips did not reach his eyes. "All that you just said is bullshit! I do not believe a word that you are saying." He spoke, pointing the finger at him.
"Listen David what he is saying is the truth!" Ruth or Clarisse as she was passing herself of as chid in. "W_we did not know each other before; I was just lucky that he was kind enough to take in. You can accuse of anything but don't accuse him. He gave a ho and a family." Her voice was desperate, almost like she wanted them to stop bombarding Brad with questions.
The Saxon's watched, many of them wondering when the verbal tirade would end and they would see so action. Nile was for one was tired of all the back and forth. If there was a way to prove that this was Ruth, why not do it and wrap up the issue?
Valerie would beg to disagree; she was secretly live streaming this debate to all of her friends who were taking bets on whether this was Ruth or Clarisse.
Phoebe anwhile made a sound, disapproving Ruth's words. "I doubt that your brother Nicholas will say the sa thing, he is interning at DP labs. You have not heard from him because he cut you all off, perhaps I should call and ask him if anything about you is familiar to him. I can always torture him until I get the answer that I want." She said, browsing her contacts in search of Nicholas' number.
"You bitch! Nicky doesn't know anything, he does not even know who Bradley truly is." Ruth blurted the words out when anger took over her. She surprised herself and Bradley too who clenched his hand into a fist to keep from backhanding Ruth.
Scared witless, Ruth gazed warily at her so-called father whose mouth had flattened into a thin pale line.
anwhile, other people in the room were laughing or shaking their heads. Confirmation of her identity was finally got, and it had co out of the horse's mouth.
Smiling triumphantly, Phoebe's lips twitched in gratification. The fact that Ruth called Nicholas Nicky was the best confirmation of her identity.
"So, Nicky doesn't know who Bradley truly is. Why don't you tell us more about this? Who is Bradley Taylor?'
[Bradley is not who he says he is. I thought we would have to get this answer out of Ruth by twisting her arm, but she is as brainless as ever.]
Everyone that read Phoebe's thought agreed. Ruth had changed her face but not her intelligence. But this was a great ti to learn more about Bradley, after all, they had not found much information on the man. What kind of person in today's world barely had a trail online, especially a rich man?
Maids maneuvered through the guests, serving wine and offering snacks while eavesdropping.
"Mr. and Mrs. Mayfair, I had no idea...." Bradley started but David cut in.
David said loudly. "Don't explain, there are so things I must share with everyone. I have been digging into Bradley and as it turns out, he is the boss behind Unilever health." His eyes found Bradley's and David smiled deliciously. "This is the man that has been buying businesses from founding families secretly and more than that he has been a busy bee. Bradley here has been mobilizing expelled forr founding families with promises of giving back their positions to them."
He paused so that the shock could sink in, and everyone would know who or what they were dealing in. It was no mistake that Bradley had made his way to the Saxon family,
"Now I wonder why Bradley would be making those promises or how he plans to fulfill them." He told everyone that cared to listen.
Everyone cared to listen and those that had friends who were guardians sent ssages to them. If soone was rallying the families that had been expelled for engaging in dark magic and breaking the laws of the founding families the guardians needed to know. They also needed to track down those families and wipe them out as soon as possible.
Phoebe raised her hand halfway. "Those that do not know the Unilever group, it is an insurance company which has existed for 273 years. It used to change nas through ti but in the last one hundred years it had maintained the sa one. What is funny is that nobody has ever truly known who the real owner of the company is. The figure head today that most people are familiar with is Enigma Salazar who is a demon."
There were gasps in the room.
"Like Evelyn's Enigma Salazar?" Nini croaked out.
"Yup!' Phoebe nodded. "So, there is a possibility that this man we know as Bradley is possibly working for the demons." She narrowed her eyes at him, waiting for the man to say sothing but he said nothing.
"Oh, Enigma also bought TK Entertainnt, and they killed a few hunters today. What do you know about this Bradley? We have been told that you and Enigma are the best of friends." Phoebe added to fill the silence.
Bradley gave her a stony gaze, refusing to answer. Ruth on the other hand was already pale, shocked by the revelations that had been made.
In a hasty move, Orson Saxon gripped the man by the neck of his shirt, ripping a few buttons off. "Because of you my innocent students died!" He smacked Bradley cross the face, but sohow Bradley wrenched himself out of Orson's grip.
Laughing maniacally, Bradley tried hard to cover the tribal mark on his chest. His aura started to change, and many started to get an eerie feeling from him.
Weapons were pulled out, but Rufus shook his head. anwhile, the younger ones and the older mbers of the family were escorted away by bodyguards.
Maureen flicked her finger continuously. "You are not a demon so are you one of Ravana's faithful disciples? I would sense if you were a sorcerer, all of us would."
The spirit appeared by Phoebe's side. "Not if he veiled his energy using old lost magic." The spirit studied the tribal mark on his chest. "That mark! I once knew of a man that had the sa mark. His na was Othello Constantine but there is no way that this is the sa person unless....." it stared at Phoebe.
"Unless what Zephyra? " Phoebe asked.
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