"Hmm… why are you being so mean all of a sudden? We didn't have any ill intentions," Cayna pouted and exchanged glances with her best friend.
And after getting no reply from Cynthia, they didn't have any further conversation with her but Cynthia could feel that this two were the only one, who didn't cared about those rumours.
…
In the cafeteria, alone at the table for four, Cynthia had the first bite of the sandwich as she got busy on a call from her mother.
(I heard from the company that you issued the legal team to check on Maria Serta jewelleries that she bought under the Cress Star name?) Mrs. Lia Cress questioned.
Cynthia already issued a checking warrant in the name of her company as soon as she came back and by now Maria Serta might be humiliated and charged on buying fake jewelleries.
Cynthia replied aloofly as she had a sip of apple juice, "Yes. Her jewelleries were fake from head to toe. It's illegal so, I asked the legal group to check it".
(Hmm… its not really a problem since I told them to do as you say in our absence but how were you able to distinguish between the fake and real one) Mrs. Cress asked keeping calm a great deal of curiosity.
"Honestly, its really easy to distinguish," Cynthia scoffed and let out a sigh because she kept some words missing from her reply.
What she wanted to say was – its easy to distinguish given her sharp eyes that were a part of experiment but she kept those words within herself.
Her parents had to go through such an awful time and then she took birth. They kept the experiment and kidnapping thing hidden from her until now not knowing that she already knew everything about it.
Whereas, she kept it hidden too, that she knew all about it.
(What?) her mother felt startled hearing those weird words.
After all, how come differentiating between fake and real be that easy. Only professionals can find it a bit easier than noobs.
Cynthia quickly added some more words in that startling phrase of hers, "Since you have taught brother and sometimes even to me, I feel that I know how to do it".
That was a really irresponsible word coming out of a jewel appraiser who just complained on a certain person jewel without having much knowledge.
Despite that, her mother laughed and said (Its ok. Even if you got it wrong, mom and dad will take care of this matter. You can just enjoy your college life).
From her words, Cynthia mother was sure that Cynthia got it wrong and the people from her company will call her sooner on it but still she didn't cared about it and asked her daughter to have a normal and happy college life.
"Mom, I will call you later. I need to attend my other classes now. I am running late," with that said, she put off the call and sat silently, chewing her food properly.
It was a lie when she said about running late but it was all because she didn't want to talk anymore and just reminisce over some things.
Just like in the past, I got caring and kind parents. Even though I am like a thorny past for them which reminds them of the brutal and cruel kidnapping and experiment that happened to my mother…
They still accept me gently without any complain.
Do I even deserve their love?
This hair and eyes, they never asked me to hide them even though it reminds them of the extremely painful past. How kind of them but…
Just like everyone, they despise the past self of mine. They despise the Cilia who was framed by Zina but I can do nothing and hear their words as they swear at my past self.
Cynthia let out a deep distressed sigh and took another bite.
Suddenly the cafeteria become crowdie once three senior students stepped inside it.
Their popularity and fan base were enough to bring double the crowd inside the cafeteria and after seeing those trio faces Cynthia, flinched.
She didn't expect to meet them so soon.
Since she was wearing formal shirt and black trouser without any hoodie, she took the black cap and put it on her head before standing up with her unfinished dish and started to get going.
What will happen if they recognized me?
No, more like they already know who was the girl they met the other time.
I tried to dig over them and they are the people who figured out and hacked Zina's people account just like me. For someone like them, it would be easy to figure out my identity after seeing my face.
I fear that they are here for me.
Cynthia became troubled by this thought and she flinched when her thoughts came true.
"Please hold on, Miss Cynthia," Wayne spoke politely from a distance as he fixed his spectacles.