Alexa suddenly whispered, her face filled with hatred. "It must have been Gisella. There was no one else in the room but her and your mom."
I froze. "Gisella?
No way. She's a weak woman. She's not someone who could have designed this. But, if not her, who else?
"Especially since we couldn't find her body after the accident," Alexa continued.
I took a deep breath.
"Okay. If she did it...." I grinned wickedly. "I'll lure her out of hiding."
Alexa looked at me suspiciously. "What are you planning?"
My grin grew wider. I pulled out my cell phone and called someone.
"I need a vulgar photo of a woman with another man. I'll send you her face. Make sure it looks real, then spread it to the media," I said.
Alexa chuckled, her eyes shining with hatred. "For Gisella?"
I nodded. Alexa immediately hugged me tightly, kissing my lips. "Well done, baby ...."
But before I could savor my victory, a noise from outside caught my attention.
"Mr. Dylan! Our house is under attack!"
I ran outside. The sight that greeted me made my blood boil.
My house was destroyed. Glass shattered, rocks scattered on the ground. People were shouting outside the fence, throwing more objects at the house.