Chapter 18 - He's Shelby

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4 years later..

A room filled with tobacco smoke. Overturned furniture, broken dishes, torn newspaper sheets can be seen here and there, and in the midst of this chaos, a middle-aged woman sat in a large armchair with a cigarette in her hand.

Her disheveled hair and careless expression was a sign that the woman was not at her best right now. Her gaze was directed towards the window she was looking at, but even before she could focus on something, she was interrupted by a knock on the room.

A moment later, a 9-year-old boy burst into the door at which they knocked, who approached the woman with a neat step and handed her an envelope.

"Aunt Polly, uh-this.. The letter I brought," said little Finn, looking at his aunt with big eyes.

- "Thank you dear.. Now bring Aunt that bottle over there."- said Polly, pointing to the bottle that was lying on the floor among other debris.

Nodding to the woman, the boy took a bottle of alcohol and brought it to the woman, but when the woman took the bottle in her hand, a young girl who had a gloomy face burst into the room.

- "I told you not to go into Polly's room!" - Ada shouted at Finn, who hesitated a little after her words.

- "Don't yell at the kid Ade.." Polly said, but the young girl only snorted in response and grabbed the boy to take him out of the room..

- "And I didn't ask you for advice.." Aida said and dragged the boy after her, but when they were already at the door, she stopped and said in a gloomy voice: "Do you think Tommy, Arthur and John will be happy to know what you're doing here while they're not here?"

After these words, the girl slammed the door behind her, leaving the woman alone in the room. Ignoring her niece's words, she opened the bottle and looked at the letter.

Taking it in her hand, she opened it and looked at what was written there.

- "Arthur Shelby Sr... How did you manage to get 1 more son? Ha-ha-ha.." - laughing hysterically, the woman looked at the letter again and confusion appeared in her eyes.

Everything that was written in the letter was from the hands of the military commissariat itself. If she was stupid, she'd think it was a typo. But there was another name among her nephews that she read. Such an important letter should have been checked carefully and it is unlikely that people from above could have made a mistake in this aspect.

- "Victor Shelby.. How interesting.. How old is this boy now?" - putting the bottle aside, she stubbed out her cigarette and headed for the door..

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At the same time, in a large apartment near the city center. In one of the rooms, the sounds of a splash of water could be heard accompanied by a soft voice. Long legs dangled on the edge of the tub, but since there was a lot of steam, giving a sense of mystery that could make any man go crazy.

-Bye-bye-bye,

Don't lie down on the edge — *

A little top will come,

You'll be grabbed by the side, *

♫He 'll carry it to the pub

And sell it for a nickel. ♪

In the zucchini on the shelf

Golden spoons, ♪

-A-a-a, bye-bye,

Bye-bye-bye-bye. ♪

After finishing singing, the girl who had been lying in the tub all this time began to get out of it. Drops of water dripped down her naked body, which was shaped like an hourglass.

- "And he has surprisingly good taste in children's songs.." - Emilia muttered, squeezing water out of her wet hair.

Wiping every inch of her voluptuous figure, the girl looked towards the large mirror that stood in the bathroom. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, her blue eyes sparkled like crystals.

- "I'm still waiting for you.." - the girl whispered and went to her room, not paying attention to the fact that her whole body was on display.

Looking at the clothes that were in her closet, she thought for a while what to choose. All the clothes in her closet were made in the best possible way. This is one of the gifts that Victor left her. She always wondered how he could know exactly the size of her current body.

After changing her clothes, she took her handbag and left the apartment.

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Sitting at the table, Polly looked at the menu with food, not paying attention to the fact that in this restaurant she is the only one who is a customer.

The poor waiter who had been standing next to the woman all this time since her arrival could not help but be nervous that she had not yet made an order, until he was distracted by a clicking sound.

When he turned around to see who had entered, he couldn't help but sigh.

At that moment, Polly Gray looked up from the menu and looked in the direction of the footsteps, which grew louder as the girl approached.

Dressed in a red dress, Emilia looked stunning at this moment. Her hair tied up in a careless bun with her beautiful face made her even sexier.

When she came to the table where the woman was sitting, she put her purse on the table and sat down at the table, crossing her legs, which were carefully hidden under the dress exposing them.

This feeling when the dress is very out of place at this moment, made someone not hold back saliva in his mouth.

*Glot*

- "Please bring a glass of water." - Polly said noticing the situation with the waiter, so she quickly made an order.

When the two women were left alone, Polly leaned back in her chair, took out a cigarette and, taking a breath, looked at the girl in front of her.

- "Emilia Johnson, I take it?" the woman said in an even tone.

- "You left a letter saying that you wanted to see me, let's not talk about meaningless topics and get right to the point?" Emilia said, without taking her eyes off Polly, who at that moment quietly inhaled.

"So you know Victor Shelby?" Grey asked, getting straight to the point.

"No, I don't." Emilia answered without thinking.

Seeing that the girl answered so quickly, she was in no hurry to continue, so she took out some papers from her bag and put them on the table in front of the girl.

- "At the age of 9, Viktor was taken from the orphanage to your family. As far as I know, your aunt has taken custody of this boy and he has been living with you all this time Until he disappeared in 1914," Polly said, taking a sip of the water she brought, but noticing that the waiter was still standing like an idol, she waved her hand for him to leave.

After Emilia saw that they were alone again and after a little hesitation she said: "I do not know which Victor we are talking about, but I know only one boy with this name and this is my brother, Viktor Romanov"

- "Girl, you're mistaken." - said Polly, putting out her cigarette and got up from the table to leave, as the conversation went in the wrong direction.

When she passed Emilia, he stopped and looked at her, then added: "He's Shelby, sooner or later he has to come back to the family." and left.

Left alone, Emilia looked through the window at Polly and with a cold gleam in her eyes said: - "He's mine..And I'm his only family.."