The Wanted Virgin - S01 E80

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The Wanted Virgin - S01 E80

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 80

Garret slowly walked into the palace, looking sad, heavy burden, angry, disappointed. Words couldn’t explain how his emotion was.

Tony and Leo walked downstairs when they heard that Garret has arrived.

“Where’s Irene? Has she put to be-d alre-ady?” Leo asked.

“What’s the S-x of the baby? Is it a male or female?” Tony asked.

Garret wasn’t listening to what they were saying. He suddenly fell on his knees.

“She’s gone… And I couldn’t do anything. I just stood there, watching like an idiot” he murmured.

Tony furrowed his eyebrows.

“What the hell are you saying? Where’s Irene?” He yelled angrily.

Rachel walked into the palace and sniffed in the air.

“Ohh, I’ve missed the palace so much” she muttered.

Tony and Leo mouth fell open. They were surprised and shocked to see her.

“Rachel?” Tony called out.

“Xup brothers!” She said, rolling the gun with her index f!nger.

“I’ve missed you so very much” she said again, to her brothers.

“Where is Irene?” Tony asked, diverting his gaze away from Rachel.

Rachel furrowed her eyebrows and walked towards Garret and t©uçhed his che-st.

“Haven’t you told them? That I killed her alre-ady”

“What?” Tony yelled.

“I’m not going to believe that. Where the heck is…”

“Oh shut up Leo or I’ll b!ow your br@ins out” she said, pointing the gun at him.

“Rachel…”

“What do you want, mummy’s boy?” She asked, pointing at Tony this time.

Tony stepped back a little, breathing ha-rd . He never imagined something like this would happen.

“Why did you kill Irene?” He asked.

“I did my favorite brother a good by taking that bit-ch away from him. She was no match for him after all even if she was the so called wanted vir-gin” she said, brushing the gun around his chin.

Garret started sobbing.

“Awwn, have anyone heard about the king who cried because he lost his dear wife. You have to marry another person. Even if she isn’t a v!rg!nand that’s an order. Now, go to your room and wash off those tears brother” she said, pointing a gun at him.

Garret sniffed in and walked away.

Two hefty thvgs walked into the palace.

“Boss, we didn’t find her b©dy” he said.

Rachel turned and stared at him.

“Maybe someone got it alre-ady or some wild animals. Leave!” She said and he quic-kly left.

“And you, what do you want?” She asked the second man.

“Your child is crying. She nee-ds your attention” he said.

“Oh plea-se, get her something to eat” she replied, neglecting him.

“But boss, she’s just a month old. She nee-ds you more than anyone else”

“Why don’t I s£nd your dead b©dy to your fv¢king family? Get out!” She yelled at him.

He bowed and left.

Tony heard when the tug said that Irene’s dead b©dy’s missing.

He took off his apron and left the palace.

“Bye little brother! It’s good to be back” she said and went to sit on her brother’s throne.

“Hey you! Get me something to drink” she ordered.

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20 years later…

“Mom?” Young Chris walked into the beautiful mansion, calling out his mother.

He was holding his brown guitar as he entered into the house.

Suddenly, a woman probably in her early 30’s walked down the stairs.

She has a half bob hair which fell on her left side, covering half of her eyes.

Her hair was short and brown.

She wore a silver iman go-wn and heels as she walked towards her son.

“Oh, Chris” she said and hvgged him.

Chris was just a young boy of 20. He has spiky brown hair. He was 5.5 ft tall with abs. He had nice set of teeth. His eyes was blue and he had a small mouth with cute pinkl-ips.

“Mom!” He greeted with his cute voice.

“How was your journey here?” She asked.

He smiled, showing his de-ep dimples.

“It was nice mom. Though, the driver was very slow”

“Oh I told him to drive slow. I don’t want any form of accident”

“Thanks mom. I love you”

“I love you more. Come on, I made dinner. Your favorite” she said and lead him to the dinning room.

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The palace was crowded. Twenty years ago was different from now.

Leo got married a year after Irene died.

Tony didn’t. He still believes that Irene was alive. Besides, he hasn’t found a lady to marry.

Frederick left the country months after Irene died.

Wren and Zoe also got married and were in their husbands house.

They had kids alre-ady.

King Garret also got married to a lady that his sister chose for him.

Their marriage was twenty years old.

Rachel didn’t get married, she took care of her daughter all by herself till she grew.

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Amber was in her room with her girlfriends. They all say staring at their phone.

“What do you think about the concert next month?”

“Duh… I won’t miss it for anything. Chris is my crush” Amber rolled her eyes, replying to Daisy.

“We’ll all go together. I pray I take a selfie with him” her other friend, Tara said.

“plea-se. No one should talk him away from him. He’s mine!” Amber said.

Immediately, Rachel entered into her daughter’s room.

“Who’s taking who from who?” She asked as guards walked behind her.

“It’s nothing mom. We were just talking about Chris” she replied.

“You mean, the rockstar?” she asked.

The girls m0@n ed loudly.

“Oh yes mom… He’s so charming. I nee-d to marry him mom!” She said.

Her friends sh0t her a ha-rd glare and quic-kly looked away in disgust.

Rachel nodded.

“Yes darling, anything for my daughter. I’ll invite him on your 20th birthday” she said.

Amber eyes sh0t wi-de open.

“Really mom? Thanks a lot”

“You’re welcome. Anything for you” Rachel said and left.

Amber watched her mother as she left her room.

She rolled her hair round her index f!nger.

“Oh, isn’t that nice girls? Chris at my house…”

“Yeah it is…”they murmured.

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Garrett was in his room, staring at Irene’s ph0to.

Suddenly, his wife walked into the room annoyed.

She knew that it was Irene’s picture that he was staring at.

Immediately, Garrett noticed that Tasha was in the room. He hid the picture and wiped the tears off her face.

“Staring at the devil’s picture?” She asked.

Garret turned and sh0t her a glare.

“Don’t you ever call her devil?” He yelled.

Tasha smiled and sat on the be-d.

“I’m not here to argue with you. Our son will be back today and you should be re-ady to give him the title as the crown prince” she said.

Garrett glared at her, p@n-ting ha-rd .

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