All Chapters of My obsessive brother in-law: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Varda's POVThe dress. It was right there on my bed. How did it disappear all of a sudden? Who took it? My heart began to race extremely fast in fear as I began to pace the room."Varda? Is everything okay? You said you wanted to show me the dress." Elisa said from behind me. I ran a hand through my hair in frustration and turned around to gaze at her. "The dress was right there Elisa." I pointed towards the direction of my bed. "It was right there on the bed. But now,n-ow...." I stuttered and bit my lower lip to stop the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes."Varda, relax. No one would take your dress." Elisa tried to calm me down but clearly it was not working, it only seemed like she was gaslighting me because I knew i kept the dress on the bed and it had not even been up to thirty minutes since I left the room. Someone must have stepped in and taken it."The dress is gone Elisa. It is gone! My goodness, I am so screwed." I threw my hands in the air and continued to pace the

Varda's POV.Trusting Elisa's idea was not actually a bad idea at all. It turned out that Elisa happened to be seamstress in her younger days so she was able to adjust the dress to my size. It was a white off shoulder fitted dress with pearls on the collar. It looked very neat on me, almost like it had not been worn before. Bonus part was that it came with a purse too, a white purse, although it was nothing compared to my Hermes purse but at least it was something to be grateful for.For the finishing touch, I already had a black pair of heels to fit the dress with, Elisa helped me style my hair and she assisted with my makeup too."My goodness, you look extremely gorgeous." Elisa gazed at me with so much awe written all over her face.She was right, I look extremely stunning. I gazed at myself in the mirror and to be honest, I was dumbstruck by my beauty."And you still have twenty minutes before 7pm." Elisa paused to sigh in relief.I flashed Elisa a grateful smile. "Thank you so mu

Varda's POVThe rest of the drive was spent in total silence. The driver eventually pulled the car into a stop and I could already hear the sound of slow music echoing from outside, mixed with the chattering noise of people, laughing and talking about anything and everything.Francis turned to gaze at me and then at Stephen. "Are you both ready?"The tone of his voice made me extremely anxious because I had a feeling that if things perhaps did not end up going as well as Francis had planned, then we would be screwed, yes, me and Stephen.I forced a smile on my face and nodded my head in agreement. "As long as he is."Stephen yelled. "Get the door!"The driver rushed out of the car and in less than a minute, the door to the passenger's seat flew open wide.Francis did not even give us a head start, he got off the car and damn, cheering noises echoed, alongside the snapping noise or cameras.Just from inside the car, I could see numerous lights flashing from the camera and it made my he

Varda's POVI knew going to that stupid gala was a really bad idea. I should have listened to my inner thoughts but no, I allowed curiosity overwhelm me and drive me into making a really stupid decision. I mean, what was I really thinking? Varda! I ran a hand through my hair in frustration and let out a loud groan that probably echoed in the hallways well enough for anyone in the hallways to hear.I buried my face in my palms and threw my legs in the air. Just the thought of the gala made me feel even more embarrassed.Thank goodness I left the gala earlier than Stephen and Francis. If I had spent another second there, I would have probably lost my mind. Plus, the party was literally so boring. Just slow music and rich people pretending to like each other. It was unbearable to watch Stephen greet every single wealthy person he came across, even worse for me because I had to pretend like I knew them too.Although, there was one person I could not stop thinking about. Gabriel Fernando.

Varda's POV"Yeah, why do you look so surprised? Do you know him too?" I asked, my brows raised at her.Elisa suddenly chocked out a hysteric laughter. "Me? Surprised? No." She waved it off.Her attitude was even more suspicious, it was clear that Gabriel Fernandez was more than just a reporter or he was probably not even a reporter at all. Maybe someone else, someone that they all feared."Yeah. You seem off. Who is this guy?" I asked her even though deep down inside of me, I knew Elisa was going to lie, just like how Stephen had lied to me.Could I blame her though? She was loyal to him."He is just some reporter like you said." Elisa smiled at me. She paused to clear her throat. "A really popular reporter who is known for snooping into people's private lives, that is why I was shocked to hear his name. I really do not like the idea of you get involved with him." Elisa said."Oh." That was the only thing that managed to slip out of my mouth. Why were they lying? If this guy was some