Chapter 2 Funeral

Aleara was stunned when she heard Amanda's words, she hurriedly ran inside to see the mother who had taken care of her for more than twenty years. Olivia's face was pale and lifeless. The tears on Aleara's face flowed more and more, quickly wetting a large area of ​​the bed sheet. "I agree." Aleara finally couldn't bear it anymore and turned to beg Amanda. "You quickly help my mother with the surgery." "Good. It will be soon." Amanda smiled, looked at Aleara with satisfaction, and then waved her hand to signal the guard to go pay for the surgery. "I have done what I promised you. Now it's your turn to keep your promise. Hurry up and go out, there is a black car waiting outside, the people inside will help you change your appearance into me. This Amanda has never been a country bumpkin like you." "Can I wait until the surgery results come out before leaving?" Aleara remained by the bed, her hand tightly holding Mrs. Olivia's hand. She didn't want to leave, she wanted to see her mother safely through the surgery first. "No." Amanda's sour voice rang out again, bluntly refusing Aleara's request. "You have to go now, there's no time left. That man is probably on his way to the funeral. You can't stay here until the surgery is over." Amanda spoke urgently, when she mentioned the words 'that man', a rare flash of panic flashed in her eyes. "Don't go back on your word to me. Don't say you're stopping the surgery, if I want, even if you have the money, no hospital in this country would dare to treat your mother." Amanda saw that Aleara was still lingering by Mrs. Olivia's bedside, she immediately became angry, she gritted her teeth and threatened. Aleara heard everything Amanda said. She lightly kissed Mrs. Olivia's wrinkled hand, then sighed and stood up. "Don't worry. Once I've agreed with you, I'll keep my promise." Aleara said as she adjusted Mrs. Olivia's blanket. "I just hope you can help me take good care of my mother." "Don't worry. I'll hire someone to take care of this old lady." "Good." Aleara nodded, then walked out of the hospital room. The voices of nurses and doctors quickly rang out from behind her, pushing Mrs. Olivia into the emergency room. The hospital bill had been paid, and the surgery was about to begin. Aleara clenched her fists to stop herself from running after Mrs. Olivia's hospital bed. She stiffly walked straight down the street, climbing into the dark car that Amanda had prepared in advance. Aleara was pushed forward by the men in black behind her. From the outside, everyone thought that the men in black were bodyguards following to protect Amanda. But only Aleara herself knew that they were following and forcing her. Aleara entered the main house of the Davis family. This was the first time Aleara had entered such a luxurious house. However, the atmosphere here was filled with sadness and death. The funeral of the head of this family was taking place here. Aleara was pushed hard by a bodyguard, causing her to fall in front of Mr. Davis's altar. "Poor Amanda. The Davis family just declared bankruptcy, and Mr. Davis passed away so suddenly. Now the whole family only has this young girl to support them." A mourner saw Aleara kneeling in front of the altar and immediately whispered. "Yes. She must have been in shock. She couldn't even walk. I just saw her trembling and kneeling before Mr. Davis's altar. She was so pitiful." Another woman beside her also commented on Aleara's actions. Aleara was kneeling in a daze, her ears whispering. Were they talking to her? If they were just talking to each other, did they need to speak so loudly? Why didn't she hear any sympathy in their tones? Aleara felt like they were gloating over her situation. To be more precise, they were gloating over Amanda's situation. Aleara was now forced to change her clothes, her entire body covered in luxurious clothes, covering her originally rough appearance. When Aleara saw her in the mirror, she was startled and didn't realize if it was her. Aleara could see Amanda's reflection in the mirror. So what she said was true. She and her sister were twins. They were strangely similar. If the two of them stood next to each other, without saying what, doing nothing, then surely no one can know who is Aleara and who is Amanda. The fake crying in Aleara's ears grew louder and louder. People came to pay their respects and burn incense for Mr. Davis continuously, but how many of them mourned him? Aleara uncomfortably raised her head to look at the man in the portrait. 'Is this my father?' Aleara wondered, then felt bitter. What an irony. The first time she saw her father's face was through his funeral portrait. Aleara couldn't tell what she was feeling at the moment, she could only stare at the old man's photo. Tears automatically flowed from her eyes. "Get out of the way. Get out of the way." Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the main door, then a group of men in black pushed the crowd of mourners aside, opening a small path. Those people knocked over the wreath of condolence, but no one dared to say a word of complaint. Everyone stood aside in fear. Aleara was startled by the noise and quickly turned around to see what was happening. A tall man walked out from the crowd dressed in black, coldly walking straight towards Mr. Davis's altar and stopped right in front of Aleara. His face was perfectly handsome, able to make any girl passing by want to fall at his feet. However, his cold expression that did not want others to approach along with the terrifying feeling around him made everyone afraid. Therefore, no matter how handsome he was, no girl dared to look at him. The man glanced at Aleara and then looked up at Mr. Davis's portrait, his eyes becoming even colder. "Dead? Dead so quickly." He laughed, his voice hoarse, gloomy, and scary. Aleara felt cold on his body. She unconsciously stepped back, wanting to avoid the man's gaze. However, her shoulder was immediately grabbed, and he used force to make Aleara wince in pain. "Want to run?" The man took his eyes off Mr. Davis's portrait and looked at the girl's trembling figure in his arms. His eyes were filled with disgust and hatred. "He's dead. The debt the Davis family owes me will be paid by you." The man's cold voice made Aleara shiver. Debt? The Davis family owes this man? That's why Amanda was so eager to find her as a replacement. As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, Aleara's face became even paler. "How much does my father owe you?" Aleara tried to suppress her fear of this man, her voice trembling as she asked what debt she had to bear in Amanda's place.