Rosa fixed a furious gaze on the wall. She gripped the chair violently, on the verge of losing her cool. Her hands were clenched in anger.
"That damned mentally sick child!"
She gritted her teeth as she thought about Rafael and wished she could just choke him the moment he said stupid things to her and her family. What nerve does he have again? If only she could get rid of him for good and steal those papers from him right away. But how would she manage that?
She thought about a solution while she moved around the room. She sighed in exasperation as she wiped her chin. She had to come up with a plan to capture him and steal the documents. But how will she manage that? She questioned herself.
Too much thought about it gave her a headache right away. She moaned and rubbed her painfully throbbing head. "That idiot. Such a headache he is. Oh!" She moaned while continuing to stroke her forehead.
She seized her handbag and looked inside for her medication. She flung the bottle aside in anger since it was empty.
She yelled fiercely and threw the drink and the entire table away.
In exasperation, she raked her fingers through her hair.
She roared with laughter as she angrily grabbed the room's vases and threw them out.
"I need to get rid of him immediately," She made up her mind, "Or else I'm going to keep getting headaches from this kid." She picked up her purse off the floor where it had been left strewn about. She pulled out her phone and started dialing right away.
****
A car struck the ground hard, spinning around and about, the driver unconcerned. The car kept idly circling the area.
"Whoo woooo!" The driver moved around the block, cheering merrily.
"Halt! Halt! Car 12GHQ, stop."
The car, which was still driving roughly along the street, was screamed at by the traffic cops.
The motorist sighed gently as she listened to the warning and came to a stop midway.
The police car likewise came to a full stop. A female police officer emerged from the police vehicle and approached the motorist while pulling a note and a pen from her pocket.
"...12GHQ...?" As soon as she recognized the driver, she became speechless. This law breaker again?!
"You again?" Her shocked eyes expanded.
"Yo! It's me once more." She waved a smile at the police as she got out of the car. She walked up to the officer while idly stuffing her hands into her pockets.
She glared at the female officer with a grim face as her teeth flashed. She clearly disliked the young woman that is in front of her.
"I have no idea why I keep running into you police officers. You guys are so... (sighs) bothersome, I tell you,"
The officer sighed and wished she could simply pull back her awful thick brunette locks, which was partially obscuring her darn Cristal green left eye.
She violates the law frequently and has a long criminal history. She had visited the prison so frequently for various reasons that even the police began to grow weary of her. She had been put on the blacklist at other jobs, so the only place she worked was at the garage, where she could still commit crimes.
Unbearably, the majority of her crimes were hitting guys, which was almost her passion. She enjoys driving aggressively, which annoys the traffic officers, who regrettably also don't like her as all. What kind of parents gave birth to this troublemaker of a child, they pondered.
I would have avoided you and allowed you to murder someone so that you could finally rot in prison if I had known you were the bad guy, Las.
However, Mrs. Cop, I will never rot in jail. At least I won't kill anyone, you know. Now I'm able to accomplish it. However, I would do that pretty soon, you know."
She grinned even larger, which irritated the woman who was directly in front of her. Finally sighing, the officer gave up to her.
"I'm heading out. You incredibly obnoxious kid, I truly don't know what to say to you any longer." She tore the note paper in half, then stomp it on her forehead. "Drive carefully."
She came to a conclusion and then walked out. She made her way over to the people waiting for her in the car.
She sigh and give them a frown. They understood what she meant right away. Again, that rascal?
The hooligan car was left on the roadway after the police car had driven off.
**
When she returned to the garage, she discovered her family and an odd looker seated on a chair.
She scowled as she watched the people in the garage.
"What's up?"
Quickly approaching her and extending a cordial welcome and the woman waiting by the car. She scowled severely at his courteous behavior. Never was Bruno a gentleman. He had an interest in the woman who was seated in the chair with her legs crossed.
She turned her gaze from Bruno to the woman and back.
She knocked his arm away from her shoulders before she approached the woman directly. Her hands were in her pockets as she stood in front of her. This woman exudes extreme wealth. She had an abundance of jewelry and accessories on her body, and her aura was identical to that of those scumbag rich men. What specifically does she want? What brought her here, and why? Looking at the woman who didn't even bat her eyelashes at her, she pondered.
"You have to be the well-known Genesis Brit." She paused and looked at Genesis's gloomy face for a moment. Of course, she expected this woman to get right to the point. She was conscious of her yearning for something. She had a solid understanding of these wealthy people.
She couldn't just show up for some pointless reason. She's unquestionably here to offer her a job. one that calls for payment. While gazing at her, Genesis nearly laughed. This wealthy person enjoyed engaging in ludicrous behavior, but regrettably, she despised absurdity.
She hated crimes including murder, assassination, bullying, arson, and robbery. Better not to set those expectations for this woman.