LUSCIOUS POISON

Chapter 20

Calla expected the tight security for them the moment they arrived the said hotel. Media wasn't around and there was no much of staff in this building. Seems like Mikael did his job.

When the elevator opened and her parents finally got inside, her phone rang and saw Natasha's name on her caller ID. She stepped back and without telling her company where is she going, she walked out of their sight and walked towards the exit of the building.

She smiled wide like a saucer when she spotted Natasha and Irene waiving both their hands on her.

"F*ck you two!" She uttered when she reached them both and they enveloped their arms around her.

"We knew this would happen when you told us about this case. So we came to think of coming in here a day before your flight so we have already secured a place to stay," said Natasha.

"Can you even understand the language here?" She joked "by the way, where's your car?"

Irene pointed the luxury car that made her smile so wide. It's always the best everytime her girls are with her.

"We've got a driver because we both know we can't drive around in this country," said Irene.

"Come on get inside before Mikael would have his eagle eyes see us here," said Natasha.

Calla looked back to check if Mikael followed her but she then realized that Mikael would never do that. He was always been loyal to her parents that he would never follow her words unless they're in the House and she'll command him.

"Where is your stuffs?" Irene asked her when she noticed she doesn't have it on her hand.

"I only brought few clothes with me and I have it in the car. We should go to places where I can buy things I will be needing," she said.

"Jordan, where we should go to buy some clothes?" Natasha asked the driver.

"At the mall, ma'am. Are we going straight to the mall?"

Natasha and Irene looked at her like they were depending on her answer.

"Yes."

"Okay, we'll go to the mall, Jordan," said Irene.

"De donde sacaste este coche?" **where did you get this car?** She asked her girls.

"Le preguntamos all hotel y nos ofrecieron este servicio," **we asked the hotel and they offered this service** said Irene and she just nodded.

"No puede usar su nacionalidad Filipina para obtener Una licencia?" **you can't use your Filipino nationality to get a license?** It was Natasha that made her sent a glare to her friend.

"Really, Natasha? Do you think that getting a license would that be so easy?" She hissed.

"Que? Quiero decir, eres una Reina y tal vez te den trato especial" *what? I mean, you're a Queen and maybe they'll give you special treatment** said Natasha.

"Para estar en las noticia de todo el mundo?" **to be in the news of the world?** she hissed that just made her best friends pouted their lips.

"We have arrived at the mall, madamme."

They heard the driver said that made the three of them looked outside of the car. Calla was amazed of how huge is their mall in here. Although they have malls in Spain but of course, she have always just saw this in Filipino films and was always thinking if she could be in there.

"Alright, you can just roam around while we are looking for things we will be buying," said Irene to the driver and the man nodded with that smile on his face.

"How long he will be driving for you?" Calla asked.

"It's a 24 hours service and depends on us if we want to extend. I don't know if they're going to change the car and the driver, but I think they will," Natasha explained.

"You need a cap, Calla," she heard Irene said and was trying to whisper.

"What?" She asked and scanned the place. "Sh*t!"

Irene immediately removed her sweater and luckily it has a hoodie. Calla grabbed it and put it on. She grimaced with the thought that with those people that stared at her could have recognized her. Her face was all over the world, she was always been become a talk of the Spain that she was certain not just in Spain.

Despite of it being deleted online, people won't still forget it.

"How did you even forget!"

"Shut up Natasha! I have never tried doing a disguise," she said and walked towards the department store her eyes just landed.

"What if they'll recognize you?" Irene asked and sounded so worried.

"Hopefully not because I don't want the world to know that there is Camella Vasquez in the world and grew up in mud of Philippines." She said gritting her teeth.

She was thinking how is it for her parents to meet the suddenly alive twin sister of her. Well, according to Mikael, they doesn't look alike so it doesn't matter. As long as she won't get to live with that woman under the same roof, no problem.

Her crown and title are safe. No one can steal them from her even if the other family member thought they can and act so desperate. Her mom could have someone she can busy be looking too, so she was hoping that maybe they will not be attending all her doings and just let her be,

They started picking all the things she think she will be needing and she's even picking a clothes for party and bar. She got swimwear and all.

"I need shoes," she said.

"We have shoes in the section, ma'am," said the sales lady.

"Don't you want a designer clothes?" Irene asked her that made her looked at all the clothes she picked up.

"How much are these?" She pointed all the clothes she was holding to the sales lady standing and was following her.

"We can check them at the counter, ma'am," the sales lady answered.

"I'll get them all," she said.

"Hi, do you have CV brand here?' Irene asked the sales lady.

"Yes,ma'am," the sales lady answered with that smile on her face. "CV actually is our best seller among the designers clothes that we have."

"For sure that is,"' said Natasha trying to never let her laugh out.

"Can we see your CV items here?" It was Irene.

"Sure, please follow me."

Calla narrowed her eyes while following the sales lady and she was trying to scan her eyes around the place. All designer clothes are placed inside the transparent glass room.

"They're not part of the department store, are they?" She asked.

"No, ma'am."

"Good. Because Calla Vasquez will surely end up those who will put her designs along with cheap clothes," said Natasha that made Calla sent her friend a glare.

"Princess Calla Vasquez, she's the epitome of beauty and class, she will outshined those we glanced at first beautiful," said the sales lady.

"Well, she's Calla Vasquez." Natasha shrugged.

"Welcome to CV," the other woman welcomed them with that wide smile on her face.

"I will get this," Calla pointed the limited edition of one of her designs.

"I am sorry ma'am, but that piece is no longer available and since this is a limited edition. We don't have a stock of this," said the one that seems to be working with this CV store for the sales lady that brought them here excused herself.

"What? Then why is still displayed?" Asked Irene.

"One of the most famous ballerina of Italy have purchased this one ma'am and she just went to her doctor but she will be right-- oh there she is."

"I do not know her," Irene savagely said.

"She is Sofia Ricci," said the sales lady.