After Divorce: Loved by the Secret Billionaire CEO

Chapter 115 Disappointed in you

Marina's POV

Why was he just suspecting Rachel? I asked myself as I left the small visitors' room, or whatever they called it.

I was starting to get suffocated in there, and with Mark who was constantly hinting that Rachel could possibly be the killer.

What the hell?

I was sure Rachel didn't kill Lana, and my resolve hardened even more after Rachel denied the accusation.

Rachel was one of the smartest women I knew, only when it came to the matter of men that she constantly fucked up, but apart from that she was smart.

There was no way in hell she would have killed Lana and not buried all evidence, even if the death was by accident.

But just a few hours after the lady dies, the police immediately come for her. This was an obvious frame-up, but who was doing the framing and why?

I would have still denied the fact that Lana was dead, but it seems like that was really the case.

The gold-digging witch had finally died, yet Rachel was still suffering even after she had been put to rest by some good Samaritan, but why did the good Samaritan frame Rachel?

There was no doubt that Rachel had enemies who didn't have one, but was it possible that Rachel and Lana had a common enemy?

So once the person took down Lana, he or she thought of also taking down Rachel using Lana's death.

That was quite possible, but who could the person be?

I took the last turn that led to the front desk and was about to head out of the station when I saw the last people I ever wanted to see.

Rachel's... No, Lana's family.

Her father, Derick Andrews, her mother, Martha Andrews, and one of the cousins who Rachel disliked because she always picked on her.

What were they doing here?

It would be a joke if they said they were here to support Rachel since it was their real daughter who was killed, so what were they here for?

Martha sighted me and immediately stood up from where she sat.

" There she is. The friend of the bitch who killed my daughter ". She began to accuse me as she got closer to me.

I just raised my brow at her. " Excuse me?"

" You heartless people, how dare you kill my daughter! You and Rachel would never get away with this Lana would get justice".

Now I knew what she was here for. Unlike what I thought, she was here to make Rachel's life even more miserable because of her daughter's death.

I should be sympathizing with her, and maybe I would have that was until she opened her mouth.

" Hey, I advise you to stop the accusations. Rachel is only a suspect until pronounced guilty by a court, so please just stop. And about your daughter's death..." I scoffed infuriating the woman who seemed to have added an extra fifty years to her original age.

" We all know Lana is not a saint as she proclaims, so somebody just got tired of her and ended her life. "

" You ..." Derick wagged his pointer finger at me furiously while Martha almost fainted. She was caught by Rachel's, no Lana's cousin which I still don't remember her name.

She should have just fallen. I thought to myself staring at the woman who looked like she would die anytime cause her life was over.

I should have felt pity for her; she looked a total mess. Her ever-young face had suddenly grown wrinkles overnight, her always neatly packed hair was scattered, and her eyes were hollow and red and swollen at the same time.

It must hurt losing a daughter, but I literally couldn't care less because the daughter she lost was Lana.

" Marina how dare you speak to your elders like that, you brat! You seem to have not grown some manners after all these years. I can not imagine how disappointed your parents are at you ".

I narrowed my eyes at him and clenched my jaw.

How dare he involve my parents!

There was a reason the Andrews hated me, but it didn't start that way; once upon a time, they loved Lana and me equally. Actually, they treated me better than both Lana and Rachel because of my family background, but something happened that completely changed their perception of me.

It was not a secret that Andrew Corporation was a failing company, and that time they needed strong alliance with other companies and families.

The family had called me into one of their meeting and begged me to plead with my parents so they would ally with them.

At that time I found the request absurd because it was around the time I told my parents that I wanted to be an actress and not the business woman they wanted me to be.

They were annoyed with me for my decision so there was no way they would consider any of my requests, especially one as foolish as allying with a failing company with a bad name. But I tried nevertheless, and told them my parents reply which was no.

It was since then they had seen me as a bad person and just completely turned me to a bad person in their minds.

They said I didn't try enough, they said I should have done more.

For the first few days I thought so too, but then after a while I just forgot it and continued my life.

Now that man Derick just opened his mouth to tell me that my parents were disappointed with me? How the hell would he know that when he was on my family's black list?

" Derick Andrew, don't you talk about my family because you don't know them ". I said calling the man by his name which gave him a shock.

Even some of the officers around the scene gasped and looked at me as an unfilial person, disrespecting an elder, but this man had long lost all the respect I had for him as an elder, and he was almost loosing the little I had for him as a person.

" So what is this huh? You all left your houses to come an yell at Rachel in prison for ' killing your daughter', just despicable. "

" Rachel despite everything you all have done to her, choose to go back to David so she can help save your failing company because trust me when I say she had other options, but now that your daughter suddenly dies, you all are blaming it on Rachel. "

" She is the one who killed my Lana! " Martha shouted, her voice breaking.

She was almost at the point of tears but I just couldn't care.

" No she wasn't. Racehl wouldn't stoop so low as killing Lana, with a knife. What is she? Chucky? "

" She may have not forgiven Lana but she didn't kill her. I don't even care what you all think, I'm just glad that someone got rid of the problem you call your daughter ". I said with a snicker before walking away.

On second thought, why not I just go back to that room? I thought to myself as I did a U-turn and began walking back into the prison.

Thankfully none of the officers stopped me, but why were they not stopping me though?

Did they allow just anyone to get in here?

I was still thinking about that when I suddenly felt a huge weight on my back and before I knew it my hair was being pulled backward.

"What the fuck... Let go". I groaned struggling to push Martha off my back.

Who knew an over fifty year old woman who looked like eighty right now could jump like that?

I managed to push her off me push she hanged on to my hair still pulling it back.

The officer and every other individual in the station just watched her... There was no way in hell I was not sueing this station as soon as Rachel becomes free.

" Hey, let me go you damn witch... For fuck sake somebody pull her off me " I shouted again, trying to pry off Martha's hands from my hair but she held it firmly.

"You bitch, you whore, I'll teach you a lesson". Martha threatened pulling my hair even harder.

Fucking fuck... I knew I should've tied my hair into a ponytail.

I was just about shouting again, when I suddenly felt the person pulling my hair was gone and I was now being held by strong hands.

I opened my eyes which I had previously closed due to the immerse pain I was in.

"Mark"