Chapter 1684 - Lunch At The Long Family Villa (6)

Sarah was happy to see that Merve and Corey are sticking to each other.

Hande already told Sarah that she saw an open pack of condoms on the side table in Corey's room, so Sarah will not ask about it but she needs to say something…

"Talk to Anna about contraception."

Merve was happy that Sarah said this only for her to hear, even though she wished for a shovel so that she can dig a hole for herself to hide. "OK…"

"Don't be embarrassed." Sarah said. "You are old enough to make your own decisions and I can see that you and Corey love each other. I just want to make sure you are taking care of yourself and not jeopardizing your future for momentary pleasure."

Merve relaxed at Sarah's words.

"Sarah, I want to be a bodyguard." Merve said confidently.

"Is it because of last night?"

Merve didn't want to lie. "Last night I realized that I need to be stronger so that others can't bully us. There are not many who would be frightened by lawyers, but everyone fears a beating."

Sarah exhaled. "Being a bodyguard is much more than beating people. Let's talk about it once you calm down. Intensifying your training will not hurt, but being a bodyguard is something you need to think about well because it is a commitment. Your foundation is solid. Show me that you are serious, and we can make it happen."

Merve nodded enthusiastically. There is no way that she will change her mind because she wants to be able to protect herself and Corey and everyone else who is important. If there is a feeling she does not want to experience again that is: helplessness.

Corey's thoughts matched Merve's. He is proud that she beat up Nate and Kevin, but he wishes that he is stronger and faster so that Merve does not need to dirty her hands (and legs).

Corey looked at Aiden. "Merve said that you are an expert with kicks. Can you teach me?"

Aiden likes it when the kids ask to learn on their own. And Corey called him an expert. "Anytime. You know where to find me."

Merve was happy and she wanted to tell Hande that she will be a bodyguard, but she could not see her sister. Or Ade. Now that Merve thinks about it, she saw them last at the beginning of the lunch, and when she glanced that way the next time, their chairs were empty.

"Do you know where Hande is?" Merve asked and regrated it the next second. If Hande and Ade went to smooch behind some bush, she should not advertise that they are missing.

Sarah gave Merve a reassuring smile and an explanation: "She is a bodyguard, on a mission."

Merve blinked when she saw Sarah's confident gaze. Hande is on a mission? What kind of mission? Isn't this just lunch?

…

In a smaller villa about ten minutes walking from the lunch-event…

Ade and Hande are in Samantha's room, snooping through her things.

Ade and Hande went to that villa with a mission to plant Eve-compatible cameras secretly. It is important to hear (and see) what Travis, Rachel, and Samantha are planning after they were publicly punished and humiliated.

Long security is heavy around the property, to prevent outsiders from sneaking in, but within the property, it's lax. That is why Ade and Hande had no difficulties reaching that villa without being detected through lush foliage which separates buildings. Ade and Hande went through several rooms, including Travis' study with ease. It's lunchtime, and masters were out, so the staff was not in sight either.

Ade and Hande left the lunch at the main Long villa before Samantha and her parents exited.

Ade and Hande completed their mission swiftly, and on their way out (through the window in one of the guestrooms), they heard Travis' voice as he entered the front door...

"How can you be so stupid, Sam?"

"Why are you calling me stupid?" Samantha felt wronged.

Travis grunted. "Because you are aware of how our family is. They are waiting for anyone to make a mistake in order to jump on the offender like piranhas. And by doing what you did last night, you gave them the gun and the bullets."

"You are making it sound like I'm the only one at fault."

Travis could not believe that Samantha said that. "And whose fault is it? Mine? What got into you, Samantha?"

"You were not there. That snobby girl flaunted her status and that she came with Corey and…"

'SLAP!'

A crisp sound interrupted Samantha's next words.

Rachel shook her throbbing palm and looked at her daughter who was staring at her frozen.

"THAT snobby girl is a White. And Stephen is on good terms with Whites. Those facts alone should make it loud and clear that you should befriend her and not make a scene." Rachel said through her teeth.

Samantha stared at her mother. She slapped her! Last night Merve, and now her own mother is hitting her! "Why are you defending that nobody?"

'SLAP!'

Rachel hit her again and screamed: "I am not defending her! I am defending us!"

"Where are you going?" Travis asked when he saw Samantha walking away.

"To my room!"

"Get back here. We are not done!" Rachel called.

Samantha walked back and plopped on the chair her mother pointed at.

Travis looked at his daughter for a second before he started talking: "When are you going to understand that we are depending on each other? It is fine to go and play your game of a rich heiress, but you need to know that there are few who can't be offended…"

"Do you know how many donations we made to your school so that they overlook your behavior?" Rachel asked Samantha angrily.

Travis continued: "Out of the whole Long clan, we have only the three of us. Everyone else is an enemy and if they are smiling, it means they are plotting something."

Ade and Hande listened to Travis and Rachel taking turns in lecturing Samantha, and Hande got an idea: "Let's check Samantha's room…"

Ade was not willing. Now that those three are back, the staff will be more active as well, and he does not want them to risk being caught. "What do you hope to find there?"

"I don't know. But a girl like her should have something incriminating… She hates Merve because she is jealous. Someone needs to teach her a lesson."

Ade wanted to protest, but Hande was already in the hallway. Ade groaned in disagreement with the current situation and followed after Hande.

In the drawer of Samantha's desk, they found some photos of half-naked models and celebrities.

"Take photos and let's get out." Ade told Hande.

"This is nothing…" Hande mumbled. What can she do with this? Tabloid magazines have racier images and you can buy those everywhere.

Hande heard Ade grumbling and told him: "If you are so worried about being caught, stand at the door and keep watch…"

Two minutes later, Hande found a leather binder under Samantha's mattress. "Bingo!"

"What is it?"

"I don't know, but it's well hidden and it looks fancy, so it must be something…" Hande responded and opened the binder. She was hoping that it's Samantha's diary with all her dirty secrets.

Ade was curious and peered over Hande's shoulder.

"Looks like dating profiles of her classmates." Ade commented on the fact that most look to be in their late teens.

Hande frowned. "You know how dating profiles look like?"

Ade nodded confidently. "The same as professional ones, but with personal data. Look… there are names, pictures, important dates, favorite color, food… for this one there is a shoe size…"

"And for each of them, there are notes on their wealth and social status…" Hande added. "Here is Corey... But if this is for dating, why does she have information on girls and boys? Do you think that she is matchmaking them?"

"She does not look like someone who would do anything for others." Ade paused and then he got an idea... "Maybe she likes them both."

Hande rolled her eyes. "This is not the time for cheeky comments. I'm sure that Sarah and Aiden will know what this is for."

"If you take it, Samantha will know that someone was here."

Hande agreed. "We will make copies…"

Ade and Hande took photos of each page from the binder before keeping it back under the mattress and leaving the room through the window. Their mission was a success!

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