Chapter 4 Daniel Bernardo Everyone!!

Kathryn POV

My phone began to ring and I placed my bag carefully on the table and brought it out.

It was my dad, and it was a video call.

I accepted the call and raised it up to my face.

"Wow, my daughter is looking so pretty tonight" was the first thing he actually said immediately he saw my face . I smiled .

"Aw, thank you" I replied blushing.

"I know this is your special day, I'm deeply sorry for missing it" he said.

"They're just some important things I need to put in place over here" he explained.

"It's alright Dad, mom already told me about it" I said trying to sound like I'm okay with his absence.

"I know what ever it is that's happening there, you can handle it" he said.

"I'm proud of you sweetheart" he added smiling.

"I'm so happy to here you say that dad" I replied overjoyed.

"Thank you so much" I said

"You're welcome".

"I just called to let you know , that even if I'm not there in person I'm still there with you" he said and I nodded with a small smile.

"I'll leave you to it now" he added

"Alright dad, bye".

"Bye sweetheart love you"

"Love you too" I replied and ended the call ,I sighed deeply.

Well that's better than nothing.

Daniel's POV.

"Good evening Mrs Smith" I greeted cheerfully as I cycled home from work.

"Evening Dan".

I worked as a waiter at star bucks. I earned just enough to take care of my father and grandmother.

This isn't really my biological home,I was adopted by Mr Richard Bernardo whose wife just died while she was birthing their first child.

He wanted a grown child . I guess I was just lucky.

"How was your day Mr Roger" I greeted our neighbor as I parked my bike outside the house.

"Same old Same old" he replied.

"You look unusually happy today" he added.

"Well I'm always Happy"

"Tonight is different" he said

"Well I'm happy" I replied smiling as I walked into our small but comfortable apartment.

"Here comes my hard working son" my dad teased as I walked into the house.

They were at the dinning

"I take after you dad" I replied smiling.

"How's it going little brother" I asked walking up to Gerald, I'll ruffled his hair.

"Oh no " he cried out

"Do you know how long , it took me to style this hair perfectly" he said.

He brought out a small sized mirror from his pocket and looked in it. I could help but shake my head sideways.

Really?! , A mirror in his pocket inside the house?! .

"Now it's ruined" he said rolling his eyes .

"Is that so?" I asked with a teasing look on my face, I dipped my hand in his hair and ruffled it again.

"You're making it worse " he protested.

"It actually looks better this way " I replied laughing.

"You're so annoying" he groaned.

"I love you too little brother" I replied while dad just looked at us smiling.

That's how we always are.

Gerald's most prized possession is actually his hair, and I love getting on his nerves.

Lola walked out of the bedroom slowly.

"I heard Gerald's shout, it can only mean Daniel is back" she said.

I released a loud laugh and walked up to her.

"Good evening Lola" taking her hands and placing it on my forehead in greetings.

Lola means Grand Mother.

The Bernardo's actually have Philippine roots , and still uphold their culture . Over the years I've learnt to greet like them, eat their food and literally be them!.

"How was your day" she replied.

"Great Lola" I replied and we all sat at the table .

"Oh , your hair is not looking good" she said to Gerald immediately she saw him in a funny and exaggerated American accent.

And we all bursted out laughing , except Gerald obviously, who did not find it funny.

"This is all your fault, Daniel" he growled and folded his right hand into and fist and slammed it into his right palm.

"I'm gonna get you" he growled.

"Uh oh, not again" Dad sighed, while Lola just looked at us with her eyes lit up and a smile on her lips.

I grabbed two slices of bread on the table and rushed to my room before he could get to me.

"This is not the End" I heard him yell, outside the door.

I finally heard his retreating footstep,I smiled and sat on my bed.

Charles POV ( Kathryn's Dad)

"I have no idea who that is" I said to Fred my right hand man .

"You don't remember Spencer Hart, you paid him a visit and killed him yourself" he explained.

"I've killed a lot of people, I don't keep track" I said.

"Ughh" he groaned frustrated.

He brought out his phone, while I just looked away and continued sipping on my wine.

After sometime , he turned his phone to me showing me a picture.

"Do you remember him now?" He asked.

I took the phone from his hands , squinting my eyes trying to remember who he was, suddenly the memory all came rushing back.

"Oh you mean this fool" I said handing his phone back to him.

"I remember him".

"He thought he could play tricks on me" I said and released a dry throaty laughter.

"He failed , and I wasted his life . Sad!" I replied with an exaggerated pity expression.

"That was such a long time ago tho, how many years is it now? , Twelve years?" I said.

"Well we have a problem" he said.

"What do you mean problem, why are we just having this problem now" I asked.

"We killed everyone in his house that day, so what problem do we have" I asked.

"Apparently you did not" he said.

"His son was actually home that day too"

"He has a son??" I asked puzzled.

"That's not the main concern here" he said.

"What is!?" I asked

"His son, Witnessed all that happened that night"

"And why is this a problem to us now after so many years" I asked.

"Well he's grown now " he said.

"And is determined to bring his parents killers to book" he said

"Then find him and kill him case closed " I said.

"It's not as easy as it seems" he said.

"Just do whatever you can to shut him up!"

"He's the least of my worries right now"