CHAPTER 10

CHAPTER 10

CATHERINE B. JOHNSON

THE SUDDEN DEATH OF IVY J. HERINGER shocked the world, especially her millions of fans who were still reveling in her last two recently released books.

Thousands of fans held a vigil in front of the couple's house for two days in a row, holding candles, posters with phrases and pictures of Ivy, etc.

Catherine and William gave interviews to countless reporters, telling about their daughter's life, some secrets, and even what it was like to be the parents of the greatest romance writer of recent times.

Catherine took advantage of her daughter's death and David's sudden disappearance and went to their house. Going through her daughter's computer, she discovered her new novel, immediately copied the file, registered the book in her name, and sent it to her publisher the next day.

Two weeks later came the answer:

Simply fantastic, you rediscovered yourself as a writer Cat, it's been years since I've read something so magnificent, it matches your talent...

Catherine was over the moon with all the hype that was being made all over her again.

She needed this... to be pampered by the world... she was back on her throne of glory...

Ivy's death had been her great triumph, the door that brought her back from the world of the forgotten. Catherine never wanted to die in anonymity, after all, Burke's pace in writing books was very slow, his lame excuse was that he was working very hard, more than eighteen hours a day, but every now and then he would show up with a few pages of novels, but even she who hated to read knew they weren't as good as her first books.

After David had denounced Catherine for shoplifting and everyone learned the truth, that her best novel was actually written by her daughter, it was then that she decided to once again kill David and avenge the public humiliation he had put her through.

CATHERINE HIRE A BOY at Burke's request.

Catherine was smoking her usual cigarette when Charles entered her library.

— Is it just me, or do I know you from somewhere? — she asked.

Charles knew that this woman was responsible for almost all the misfortunes that had befallen him, but he didn't want to trouble her heart.

— No ma'am — lied Charles.

— I'm sorry, but let's talk business, I think that's what you came for, did the doctor talk to you about our work?

Charles nodded.

— Very well, are you ready or will I have to find someone else?

— I'll take care of it.

They shook hands sealing the deal.

— I don't know why I think I know you from somewhere.

— I assure you this is the first and last time you've seen me, ma'am.

She smiled and said:

— You're right, it must just be the stress.

THE FIRST TIME IT HAD BEEN A COMPLETE flop, the car had overturned and he hadn't suffered a single scratch—this time, she'd wanted to kill him for refusing to lie with her—but this time, he'd humiliated her in front of her. from all over the world, and he had to pay with his own life, no one stood in his way and got away with it.

Carlisle Burke recommended a childhood friend for the job, and as Catherine blindly trusted him, this had facilitated her entire ruse.

Carlisle Burke drugged David at the cemetery and took him down some street, smeared him with red paint, put on special makeup to look like David had been in a terrible accident, and released the photos to some media and bribed some police officers to do the same. report on the death of David Heringer and took him to his hideout, where Ivy was.

CATHERINE HAD A PRIVATE party for Carlisle Burke, celebrating his triumph, for the first time in her life she felt like someone important, who accomplished something without needing anyone to do it.

But who showed up by surprise at the party was his youngest son, Ted Johnson.

— Where's Carlisle? — She said trying to compose herself, which was difficult, because her son had caught her in a somewhat embarrassing position.

— I got rid of him — Ted lied while smiling satisfied, — you and your little boyfriend won't harm anyone else, I promise I'll kill you with my own hands, mother, not today, I want to see you suffer first, the same way I suffered as a child.

— You don't know anything, you're as ignorant as your father.

— I don't know you were raped by him? — Don't be stupid, that fact was one of the first things I knew in my life, this episode was supposed to be your redemption as a woman, or do you think Victor and Dad wouldn't tell me that?

— And how can you stay by your father's side after that? — I'm your mother, you should protect me.

— At first I agreed with you, he seemed like an animal to me for having done that, I didn't think it was fair, but after I realized that my mother was some whore, I think it was little, and another, if you hadn't done what you did to me, nowadays I would be a weakling like my brother, and weak people don't deserve protection, they deserve death, it's the law of nature, the strongest always slaughter the weakest.

— You have no right to speak of him...

— I speak of whoever you want... as you want... — he said, leaving his room.

After that day Catherine never slept peacefully again.

— VERY WELL, SON — Willian said, — you did what you needed to do.

Ted stood there for a long time on the balcony, he knew he had always been manipulated by his father, at least once he would like to go his own way...