Weapons of war

TRINITY'S POV

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"Pick up the damn call!" I yelled as I threw the phone across the room, boiling with rage at the words that had been flowing repeatedly out of it. How could someone like Vanessa block my calls? What gave that mouse the audacity to do such a thing to me?

I could remember vividly how small and timid she had looked, sitting in my office, asking for me to get rid of her bastard child. Her eyes had not been able to meet mine and she had fidgeted so terribly it had irritated me to watch. She had been such a pitiful sight but now, all that has changed?

From dressing and living like a church mouse, having not a single penny to her name, now, she had been spoiled with so much wealth by Rodri and his family all because of me. I had given her the opportunity of a lifetime, a chance to make her worthless life become something useful but what had