Genius Girl Chapter 206 - 206: The real garbage

Chapter 206 - 206: The real garbage

While Daniella woke up with a heavy feeling in her chest Camille on the other side felt so bliss. She got up from her bed and went to the shower with a light feeling.

The smile on her face remained while the water from the shower fell down on her head sliding down her body.

Inside of the bathroom blinded by fog a whistle as lively as the bird's song in the morning could be heard. Camille washed her whole body as if she was covered with mud. She wanted to be clean, today, she will be living in the Su villa again but this time it will be different. This time there will be no Daniella, no witch going around glaring at her and making her life miserable.

Feeling her body clean, Camille left the bathroom. She put on a simple dress and proceeded to the car where a driver was waiting. After living with Daniella she realized that Evan preferred a simple woman than a sophisticated one.

Meanwhile at the Su Villa.

Evan shook his head as he sipped his coffee, standing by the balcony of his bedroom he found Daniella digging something at his garden. His lips curled up in a smile, she was acting as if she was still living in the villa.

He took a sigh and decided to leave. He knew that Daniella came here for one thing, and it was the corpse she buried in his garden.

He got into his car and Kirby drove out of the villa. Little did he know that a car pa.s.sed him has Camille inside excitedly sitting with her heart thumping with satisfaction.

When Camille got off of the car, her eyebrows creased to see everyone looking at the direction of the garden. Out of curiosity, she followed the crowd and her eyebrow raised when she saw Daniella with a shovel digging the soil.

Mud and exhaustion on her face, Camille could not help but beam by the view.

"Make way for me," she ordered coldly to the maids and guards, her brows were slightly raised together with her chin, a smile full of proud was plastered on her lips.

"You need to leave this Villa before I call the police for trespa.s.sing."

DUG!

The sound of the shovel hitting something hard has made Daniella smile yet an empty one. She stretched her back and placed a hand on her h.i.p.s, then she bent her neck and a sound of cracking bone roared together with Camille's threat.

She looked to her side and scanned everyone who was looking at her with perplexity.

As her empty smile disappeared, Daniella looked back at the box where she had the model's skeleton hidden. She picked it up and walked towards the wall gate, not bothering to open her mouth and explain herself to anyone.

One step, another step, every step she made was in the same distance and speed when suddenly a hand stopped her from leaving.

Based on the softness of the hand, and the fragrance her nose sniffed, she was able to recognize the person that stopped her from leaving without looking back.

Camille's face screwed up with disgust and hatred. Seeing Daniella so distress and dirty made her feel joyful but still, her heart was being gripped with envy knowing that despite her state, she still looked pretty.

"You are pretty Daniella," she sneered mockingly at her, eyes scanning the dirt over her body, "you shouldn't push yourself to a man that doesn't want you around," she remembered Daniella telling her that before and now that their tables had turned, she could not help but to flash a triumph smile.

Daniella shrugged nonchalantly and opened the box – showing the skeleton inside.

"I am not pushing myself to anyone, Camille. You see, I came here to get the skeleton of the person I buried in here," with a flat face she closed the box, turned around to leave but was once again stopped by Camille.

"I am glad Evan finally opened his eyes and saw the real you. He must have realized what real garbage looks like."

Those words were nothing for Daniella. Her face remained emotionless as she pulled her arm from her grip.

"You are right," Daniella ran her eyes over Camille's body like a scanner, "for him to go back to the garbage he once threw only proves how poor his taste and eyesight are."

The corner of Daniella's lips curled up in a bitter smile, "tell him this," moving closer to her, Daniella whispered, "unlike him, I don't go back to the people that left me."

She finally turned around. The ladder she used to get into the villa was still there so she climbed up swiftly like a spider in the web and decided to leave the villa.

After Daniella left, Camille tossed the ladder aside irritably and marched away, both hands clenching in anger and were itching to hit someone.

Why? She was expecting Daniella with eyes bulging and crying but seeing her right now with that smirk she looked so normal just like before.

She gulped repeatedly and stopped walking. She needed to calm herself as she didn't want any of the employees to see her in this state. They had seen how Daniella humiliated her and now was the best time to get her status back.

Walking back tor the taxi waiting for her, Daniella's eyes gloom. She wondered what was Camille doing in the villa, she's certain that Evan didn't invite her so what was she doing in there?

She didn't even bother reading her mind since her body was itching so badly to leave the place but Camille's proud face and the smile she had on her lips was giving her a bad vibe.

Are they back together? She asked herself as she stretched a hand to open the taxi door, she looked back, battling whether to go back and check Camille or to leave and never come back.

She gulped repeatedly, finally decided to leave the place. Evan said he will wait for her. For what she didn't know but he promised to wait so she believed that he wouldn't go back to Camille.

He wanted her to get revenge, to finish what she had started but she's afraid that it will only create more enemy and it will only bring more danger to her, especially to her son.

She cleared her throat to remove the thought in her mind. She wanted to go and see Danny but how? It only meant that she will need to face Glen, the boy who saved her from the bas.e.m.e.nt.

'Was it the reason why I can't read Glen?' she asked herself. She was now certain why she couldn't read Evan and it's because he was part of her past. It would explain why she couldn't read Glen as well.

"Where are we going, miss?" the driver asked.

Daniella met his eyes, where would she go now? She can't even go back to her apartment since her friends will be asking her questions she didn't want to answer. And she didn't want to face Glen no matter how much she wanted to see her son.

She sighed and gave the driver an awkward smile. There was one place she was planning to go yesterday, so she stated the address of the judge she always blackmailed and shifted her sight to the box which was full of skeleton bones she took from his backyard.