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The inheritance

.... "Bella" Ray called her name with so much melody. Pulling her hand close to his chest to allow her listen to his heart beat. See. My heart beat for only you, Ray assured his girlfriend Raymond Williams a successful singer and novelist is in a twist between the past that hurt and uncertain present. When an ex girlfriend comes back, knocking with a child. Can he trust the woman that hurt and broken his heart three years ago. Or the woman who has never giving him a reason to worry. "You have no brains, you have no talent, you are useless just like your mother this is what Bella hears from her adopted mother for the past seventeen years of her life. Bella wisdom a nineteen years old lady who trys to survive in a world where she felt had no place for an orphan like herself. After two years of trying to get into college to become a lawyer Bella find a new part to become a writer but first she will need to get admitted into Mount Wing where only the very talented and wealthy students are welcome. The new part opens a new world of opportunities but challenges for her as she trys to find her new happiness. "Life will always have new challenge but when the going gets tough, the tough get going. Bella Wisdom Wealth repeated her motto to herself. Blinking back the tears that were about to drop as she looked at her reflection in the full length mirror.

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The clay

Ray.

It has been two months since Bella's death. Aunty Mary has refused to set a funeral date for Bella she insists on finding who was behind it first but I was surprised that she called me over and said she has decided to let it go.

I was shocked, I also wanted to know who had hurt Bella so badly so I have been using my family resources to check. 

"Came over if you are interested in paying Bella her last respect," her voice was low.

"Okay," I replied and ended the call. I push away everything that I had in hand to do and rushed over to the wealth mansion.

"Aunty Mary," I smiled.

Aunty Mary nodded her head and told me to follow her. We went to the third floor and got into a study. Aunty Mary then press a button to reviled a secret room. At this point, I realized that Aunty Mary has not called me to discuss the funeral matter.