Letter (Part 2)

"My room doesn't have a television or other entertainment. I just want to watch it in the upstairs room. I'll come down later when Dominic gets home from work," Alexa said flatly. Rika thought Alexa's mood changed because her hormones were unstable during pregnancy, so the girl could only nod politely again.

"Okay, Madam. Let me help you up the stairs."

Knowing that refusing would only make Rika suspicious, Alexa let the girl help her up the stairs and went to her room with Dominic. Rika stopped at the door, bowing slightly, as Alexa entered the room.

"Then, I will do other tasks, Madam."

Alexa is relieved that Rika no longer needs to be kicked out if she wants to be alone. Alexa turned on the television. However, instead of watching, Alexa once again slipped into Dominic's office, which was connected to their room. Alexa checked all the files there, hoping to find something that she could use as a weapon to take down Dominic if the man dared to threaten her one more time.

"This is it."

Alexa smiled when she managed to find a pile of files containing a list of people Dominic had cleaned up so far. Alexa plans to search for more. Because of that, she opened another drawer on Dominic's desk.

CLACK!

Alexa was silent when she found a pistol in one of Dominic's drawers. A familiar feeling enveloped her hand when Alexa tried to lift the pistol with one of her hands.

It seems to be true. Alexa is a woman who is familiar with weapons and other sharp objects before this. Alexa took a deep breath before taking the gun, along with the file she had found earlier to the room to look for a bag.

Judging from her reaction to Rika earlier, Alexa knew she wouldn't be able to pretend to be okay if she met Dominic again. She had to leave this place immediately before Dominic came back or Rika realized her strangeness. Alexa put some clothes into a backpack that she quickly found, along with the money she found in the room, before finally putting in the files she found in Dominic's study earlier.

As for the gun, Alexa stared at the gun for a long time before deciding to hold it so she could escape smoothly from this place. Alexa had taken all the bullets in the drawer. Thirteen bullets, and she had to make the best use of them.

"Madam, what will you do with that bag?"

Alexa was no longer surprised when she saw Rika standing in front of the door as soon as she left the room. Alexa took a deep breath, then raised the gun she had cocked before deciding to open the door to Rika, who was standing in front of her.

"I will kill you if you dare stop me, Rika," Alexa threatened seriously. Rika looked surprised before her expression changed back to calm in the blink of an eye.

"You remember everything?" Rika asked in a dangerous tone of voice. Alexa was silent. Her suspicions all this time turned out to be true. Rika never thought of her as a Madam in this house. That girl's tone immediately turned cold when her eyes stared at the muzzle of the gun that Alexa was aiming at her head.

"Shoot me then. I won't let you escape, even if I have to die because of it," said Rika calmly. Alexa was just about to pull the trigger when Rika moved quickly and was about to grab the gun she was holding.

BANG!

The gun Alexa was holding accidentally shot into the wall when Alexa tried to move the gun out of Rika's reach. Alexa's foot reflexively kicked Rika's waist, which the girl immediately held back using her free hand.

"Feel familiar? I never thought you would still remember your skills even after you lost your memory," Rika sneered. Alexa pointed the gun at Rika again. The girl was right. Instead of feeling shock or fear, Alexa felt her adrenaline rush quickly as her body began to move according to instinct. Alexa no longer hesitated when her hand returned to pointing the gun at Rika. She pulled the trigger quickly, hitting Rika right in the chest.

BANG!

Alexa watched quietly as Rika's eyes widened before she fell to the floor just like that. Blood pooled beneath her body, while a bullet was now lodged in her right chest.

Alexa didn't want to stay there for too long. The servants must have heard the gunshots and immediately called Dominic to report it. And Dominic will come home as soon as possible to keep her safe. With Flora and Jasper, Alexa wasn't sure she had a chance of escaping if she didn't manage to escape before they returned.

Before going down the stairs, Alexa took the time to enter Rika's room and take all the keys that were there. While living here, Alexa knew that Dominic had entrusted all the keys, including the car keys, to Rika alone. Alexa readied her weapon once more before walking quickly down the stairs.

"Put your hands up and kneel, or I'll shoot you!"

Sure enough, when Alexa quickly descended the stairs, the servants had already gathered at the bottom of the stairs and were preparing to go upstairs together. The look of shock was written on the people's faces when they saw Alexa, who had bloodstains on her body, pointing a gun at them.

"Madam, what is-"

"Kneel, or I'll shoot you all!" Alexa threatened seriously. Each of them immediately knelt with their hands on their heads.

At least Alexa was lucky that Dominic didn't employ trained people like Rika to disguise themselves as other servants. Alexa ran quickly towards the garage, without caring that her knees were starting to throb in pain because she had worn them too much.

In the garage, Alexa randomly pressed the button on the car key and found the car to start as soon as she pressed the button. Alexa walked quickly towards the car she was aiming for, then quickly got into one of Dominic's cars. Alexa took a deep breath. She could only hope that her instincts would guide her to drive properly this time.

Alexa doesn't remember having ridden a car before. Or, she no longer remembered it with the chaotic memories she had now.

Alexa starts the car quickly. Her face was serious as her hands began to grip the steering wheel.

When Alexa pressed the gas pedal, she felt like her life was really in danger at that moment. The car was moving fast, and she tried to control the car with all her might.