Chapter 115

Gianna

"Mija."

Uncle picks up my call on the second ring.

"Uncle, I found a paper, and its writing looks similar to the one in that note which I found in my room." Chewing my lip, I narrow my eyes at the paper.

"Where are you?" He asks, and then I hear him talking to someone in the background.

"I am at the club." I place the paper in front of me and run my fingers through my hair, "I came here to handle some important stuff. But when I was going through my files, I found the form of..." I trail off as I notice the stage name.

"Mija, Gianna." I hear my uncle's voice as he must have heard something in my voice because even though he sounds calm, there is a hint of worry in his tone.

"I know who he is..." Swallowing, I stare at the initials as the feeling of betrayal twists my heart.

How could he do this? I trusted him... almost considered him as my friend.

Why?

Anger and hurt stir ugly feelings in my heart as I grip the phone tightly in my hand.

"I will be there in half an h