Taste Of Hell

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Sarah's POV

" Don't worry. Everything will be fine." I said to Paris and she sighed.

" I don't know, Abi. My grandma has the legal papers for this house and it's totally weird. How can they just can say it's their?!! I can't understand this." She said and I sighed.

" Don't worry. We will find out a way." I said.

" I don't know what to do." She said.

" Ssssssshhh!!! Relax at first. We will find out a way. " I said.

" She has all her memory here. Her neighborhood, friends everything. Moreover it was the wedding gift of her from my grandpa. Now he isn't more, she is emotionally attached with that house. If you snatch it from her then she won't be able to live. It's so dear to her." She said.

" I can understand. I know it's very close to her heart. We will do something. Don't worry. Hold on yourself. We need to think about it and find out a way. If you keep freaking out then you can't find out a way." I said to her. She sighed.

" Yes, you are right. I shouldn't freak out like this. I am sorry." She said.

" It's ok." I said.

" Let's go and meet grandma's at first. Let's talk about it." She said.

" Yes, let's go." I said to her as we reached near her house. We went inside the house but couldn't find grandma.

" Where is Granny?" Paris asked.

" She may be around. Let's go search in the backyard." I said.

" Yeah. Let's go." She ran out of the house. I followed her.

" There she is." I pointed.

" Grandma!!!" She reached her.

" Perrie!! Abi!!" Grandma said and hugged us both.

" What happened, Grandma? How does that happen?" Paris asked.

" I don't know. I don't have any idea what's going on." She said.

" Who told you about this?" I asked her.

" The asset attorney called me this morning. He talked about it in short. But I don't know actually what happened there." She said.

" Alright. No worries. We will go and find it out." I said. " No one can take your home away from you that easily. It's yours." I said.

" They have got legal notice from Court." She said.

" So what?! You also have the legal papers. Don't you? We will file a case against them. No worries." I said.

" I don't know how to handle this." She said and sighed.

" You don't have to worry. Why are we here then if we can't help you?" I asked her. She chuckled.

" You guys don't have to involve into this." She said.

" Of course we have to." I said to her. " Give me the asset attorney's number. Let me talk to him." I said to her and she sighed.

" I will handle it. No worries." She said.

" Just give it to me." I said and she nodded weakly.

" Here. Talk to her." She dialed the number from landline and I took the phone. I waited for him to pick up the call.

" What's his name by the way?" I asked.

" Mr. Smith." She said and I nodded.

" Hello!!" A heavy voice answered the call.

" Hello, can I talk to Mr. Smith?" I asked.

" Yes, speaking who is that?" He asked me.

" Mr. Smith, I am Abigail Miller. Mrs. Jhonson's granddaughter. I wanted to talk to you about the house she lives in and you are claiming it to be someone else's." I said.

" There is nothing to talk about it. It's legally someone else's." He said rudely and I calmed myself down to not to go and kick his face heard.

" But, Mr. Smith, we also have the legal papers for the house. You can't say that on our face. Even we can go to the court and have a legal notice against you for this harassment. So, it's better if we can solve this talking to each other peacefully. I hope you get it what I wanted to say. Isn't it?" I asked him.

" You can talk about it with the new owner of the house. I don't have anything to do with it. Now if you excuse me, I have works to do for my clients." He said and was about to hung up the call.

" But we don't even know who is that person. At least you can help us in it." I said.

" I have send a visiting card to your grandma. Check that." He said and hung up.

" F*cking bust*rd." I gritted under my breath.

" What did he say?" Paris asked me.

" Don't worry, everything will be fine." I said. " Grandma, give me the visiting card that he send."

" But what did he say?" Paris asked again.

" He said to talk to the new owner and settle it down for ourselves in our own way." I lied.

" Hmm.. I hope it settle down in a easy way. I don't know if we can or not. We don't even have enough money to file a case against them and afford a lawyer." She said." I don't know what should we do."

" Relax. We will find out a way." I said.

" Here." Grandma gave me the card. I just hurriedly looked for the contact number of the person.

" Hello!!" A lady voice answered. Oh, it's a woman? She can understand then how important it is to have the house for Grandma.

" Hello, ma'am. Can I please talk to you about Mrs. Jhonson's house that you just have bought?" I asked her.

" You may were searching for my boss." She said.

" Your boss?!" I think for a second. " Yeah, your boss. Can I talk to him?" I asked her.

" Right now. You can't. He is busy." She said.

" Then when can I call to talk to him?" I asked her.

" Can't say that clearly. He has a busy schedule." She said.

" Please, I won't take much time of his." I said.

" I am sorry. I can't help you." She said.

" It's very urgent. " I said to her. "Can you manage me an appointment with him?" I asked her.

" Not any near soon." She said and I sighed.

" Thank you." I said and hung up.

I think I have to take this in my hand. Let's talk to that new owner and give him a bit taste of hell.

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