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Chapter 3 - CHAPTER THREE: PITIFUL BEAUTY.

A black Maybach exelero pulled over, a masculine figure alighted from the car . It was James, as he alighted from the car he looked around the compound and memories of his late mother flashes in in mind. It has been up to four years since James came to this place .

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James p.o.v.

I looked around the compound, with heavy heart. I looked at the floor and the sharks and where still there . I remember how my mother stood on the balcony which was opposite to the statue of Anastasia when it was being mounted. On that day it was Anastasia's birthday, and she wanted my father 'Williams Anderson' to mount her a golden statue in the middle of the family's compound. My father agreed just to make his daughter happy. That day I was with my friends discussing, when the sound of something crashing was heard. I hurriedly ran out to the scene just to behold my mother's lifeless body with a hole on her forehead. She's been shot. The party turned into chaos.

After the funeral of my mother I refused to live in the family house again. Because it reminded me of my late mother. So my dad bought me a villa in an estate that was in an another town.

Anastasia is my stepsister. My father married her mother few months before I was born. After three years of my existence Anastasia was born. She looked exactly like my grandma who died earlier the year she was born. Anastasia is a defic dominant. She loves being in control of everyone but not me and loves being worshiped like a goddess.

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Writer's p.o.v.

As James approached the building and reached out his hands to pull the door open,the door was pushed opened from inside and the four men who took Ophelia away from campus earlier, came out. At the sight of James they all bowed there heads as a sign of respect as none among the four could utter a word. Finally the leader among the four spoke.

"Good evening young master Anderson." He said.

"Save your greetings Thomas, where is she?" James asked as his eyes twitch in anger.

"She is with Miss and her mother." Thomas replied trembling.

"I just want to know if... " Thomas hasn't completed his statement when James hurriedly went into the building.

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James' p.o.v.

I was furious when Thomas told me that the girl was with Anastasia and her mother.

I never liked Anastasia's mother because of her greed and I am certain that she has a hand in the death of my mother but I've gotten no solid evidence, so I left the house to avoid seeing her everyday.

As I walked through the hallway I saw that the portraits of my mother hanging on wall has been replaced with portraits of Helen (Anastasia's mother) and as I moved forward I discovered huge statues of Anastasia made of gold standing on the hallway. I know that is what will be. Four days after the death of my mother I overheard her (Helen) talking to someone on the phone about a job well done and adding two million dollars to keep quiet.

"How about the young master?" A raspy voice said from the other end of the phone asked.

"Oh that would be to easy for me to handle. He is allergic to peanut, so a few teaspoons of dried powdered peanut will do to his meal." Helen said chuckling.

I was just seventeen at the time. Out of fear I stopped eating at the house. During my eighteenth birthday I requested for a house in another town. So my father gifted me a two hundred million dollar villa.

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Writer's p.o.v.

As James pulled the ivory door opened he saw Helen hitting the girl from the campus with a long stick and Anastasia sat on a couch laughing.

"Will you stop that !!" James yelled as ge snatched the stick from Helen.

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Ophelia's p.o.v.

As soon as the men left, Anastasia's mother brought out a long stick and lashed me all over my body making me cry out loud. When she got tired Anastasia took the stick from her mother and lashed me as well. When Anastasia got tired her mother took the stick and continued lashing me harder.

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Helen's p.o.v.

I enjoyed the cries of the girl and the sound the stick made as it collided with her body. I didn't even notice someone opened the door until the stick was snatched away from me. I was shocked when I saw James looking at me, his face twisted in anger. It has been four years since I saw James. After the demise of his mother he left the family's house to live on his own.

"James; you are here . It so nice to see you." I could see the anger on his face as he clutches his fist.

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Anastasia's p.o.v.

I was surprised, James has never set foot in this mansion since he left . I wondered what brought him back here again. I knew very well that James came back home because of the girl.

"James, what are you doing here?"

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James' p.o.v.

I could see the surprised expression on Helen's face.

"Helen why would you treat a human being heartlessly. This is unjust!!" I said with mixed feelings as I starred at the girl on the floor, she was sobbing uncontrollably. Her skin was bleeding and her arm were red and swollen. I lifted her up and carried her in my arms. Giving Anastasia a fierceful look, made her hide at the back of her mother who stood there with the stick. As I walked out of the building, I couldn't help but stare at the pretty face I carried. She had a cute oval face with a full red rosy lips. Her eyelashes were thick and long, as her blonde dazzling hair dangle on every step I take. She was exhausted and her eyes were red and swollen.

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