The Art Of Revenge (Thalia Nash and Brandon)

Chapter 119

Jessica’s Pov

I was so tired, my feet hurt and my hands were killing me from carrying the useless baby that could not

stop crying. It was a long distance from the bus station to the border. I could not use the main transport

system because I was very much aware that Brandon would start by closing them. I learned a lot from

the period he was taking us down.

I had tossed my phones two days earlier and had to use illegal ways for transportation. The Mexico RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

border was my way out of the country, the place was a terrain of trees and sand without patrol cars.

I knew about the unpatrolled border from the stripers I used to work with, the time I was a striper. Most

of my former workmates were illegals and after a hard work of striping, they would talk about how they

walked for miles to cross the border into the states. Which type of transportation to use, how to find it

and how much to pay.

They were desperate women in need of cash and that’s why I went to them for the Job and map. There

was no way Brandon would trace them, they had no phones or real Id which made them perfect for the

kidnapping. They had a plan from A to Z and all we needed was the inside person to make the baby

accessible.

The easy part was convincing the s*upid maid, it turned out the woman could be bought for less than I

thought. She only agreed to work for Thalia because she was saving up to flee the country, her brother

was in trouble with the law so the money I provided her gave her time to flee before law enforcement

caught up with them.

I taught her everything about Brandon and how good he was good with hacking so we had to

communicate using letters.

It was like an early Christmas for me, all I had to do was sell everything on my site for double the price,

my car, and all my clothes. I did not care that I was losing everything, I was going to get back

everything if everything went as planned. What mattered was the fact that they were all going to remain

in misery for the rest of their pathetic lives wondering what happened to their ugly baby.

If only Josh had a brain I would have helped him with taking the baby away from the useless couple but

no, he decided to spit on me while he and s*upid Thalia became some blended family. He was going to

suffer and pay for forgiving that b*tch a second chance instead of me, the b*tch destroyed our lives.

I stopped and squatted, yelling at the baby to shut up. We were near the mountain slides, a station the

girls claimed one had to reach before 8 pm in order to be picked up by the lorry driver. I had to shut the

baby up before I moved further because it was attracting a lot of danger towards me.

I searched for the bottle of milk and placed it in her mouth but she kept pushing it out and could not

stop crying, then I remembered the s*upid medicine the Maid gave me. It was going to be difficult

selling a useless baby on medication but it was not life-threatening. If I was not wrong, the medication

was for the liver transplant she recently had.

I opened the bottle and forced some of the medicine down her throat making it worse as she burst out

crying like someone had beaten her or slapped her. I was left with no option but to lift her. I was never

good with babies but I knew if I did not calm her down, she was going to s**ke her temperature, leaving

me with a dead baby.

She kept crying over and over again as I parted her back, she was probably missing her useless

mother but she needed to get used to it because she was never seeing that woman again. I tried to

feed her again but she pushed the bottle away.

The brat was very useless, I was tempted to smack her little face but I did not want any scratches. The

buyers would reduce the price for scratches, I looked at my watch and noted I was running out of time.

If I missed the lorry, it would mean sleeping in the forest.

I had to improvise, so I picked up a piece of clothing and tied it on the baby’s mouth, continuing with my

journey. It was hard enough being pregnant and carrying another baby through stretches of mountains.

In minutes, I arrived at the meet-up center and found other people waiting for the lorry. Usually, it was

the Mexicans entering the USA but for the specific lorry, it was people running away from the USA into

Mexico.

It was usually criminals like myself who had just kidnapped a baby, so I kept my distance. It was better

for one to mind their own business. They glanced at me a number of times but I ignored them. In less

than an hour, the lorry drove by and stopped for us. I looked at the baby and noticed she was sleeping.

Finally, the piece of cloth worked. I paid my fare and got in the back without making eye contact or

asking questions. I was successfully getting away with the kidnapping, the excitement was

overwhelming. I smiled at the sound of the engine.

The money I was going to make selling the s*upid baby was enough to start a new life and live a luxury

life for the next ten or more if I invested wisely. I had already made arrangements with the Ukrainian

and in two days he was going to pick me up in a small-time in Mexico for Europe, he was going to

make all the traveling arrangements without Brandon tracking us.

In an hour we were in a small town but that was not my final destination. The lorry driver’s job was to

drop us there and we were to board a train to the next town. I had my fake IDs ready as I got off the

lorry and waited for the train.

I was so tired but there was no time to rest, any second wasted was the time I was giving Thalia and

her s*upid boyfriend time to find me. I boarded the train almost crawling, I had to take a nap on the

entire train ride, it was the useless baby that had to wake me up with her lousy crying.

I had no idea if I was going to manage the two days with her, she was very irritating. I tried to stop her

from crying but I only made it worse. The lady seated opposite me noticed and said something in

Spanish but I did not understand. “Diaper,” she said.

I removed the jumper and was hit with a stench, I almost puked but I controlled myself. I got up, lifted

my bag, and carried the little annoying thing to the dirty bathroom. I had no idea how difficult raising a

brat was, I wondered if that was how it was going to be with the other brat growing inside me.

However I was going to hire a nanny, there was no way I was going to subject myself to such s*it.

Immediately, I removed the diaper, the brat stopped crying, I wiped her, and washed her into the dirty

sink. She was not going to get sick over one bath.

She looked to be enjoying the cold bath after a long walk in the sun. I also needed the bath, so I quickly

changed her into a new diaper and clothes and walked back to my seat. The woman smiled at me and I

gave her a fake smile. I began feeding the baby and to my surprise, she began sucking. She reminded

me of Thalia and it was so irritating, I couldn’t wait to sell her off for millions of dollars into trafficking

The train stopped and we arrived in the second town, I quickly packed up and walked out of the train.

There was no way anyone was ever going to find me, I was far away and free. I checked myself into

some cheap hotel with a celebratory dance, I placed the sleeping baby on the bed and rushed to get

the much-needed bath.