Transmigrated Into A Billionaire

　　Rachel froze immediately he spoke, the air was dead silent in the car, there was a barrier between them so Jeff didn't eavesdrop on their conversation, but what the hell did he mean by that, Did he know that she wasn't really Araceli...How would he even know, it's not possible, she has never slipped up or anything so what could make him say such.

　　"What…"

　　"I don't under..understand Ace, what do you mean by you have lost Araceli, you don't want to lose me too?," Rachel asked, as her heart started to beat a little faster, if she had fucked this up that means she was done for. All this while, she thought she was keeping Araceli's secret safe.

　　"I mean exactly what I said," Ace said, looking at her confused, or was he really dreaming when Araceli appeared to him the night she had the accident that her friend would take over her body to take care of him.

　　"I don't think I understand you Ace…" Rachel replied, her tone was now a little higher than normal as she started to sweat a little.

　　"Araceli told me that she had gone to rest and a good friend of hers was going to take over her body and memories to take care of me," Ace repeated it as he remembered from the night.

　　It was the night of the accident, they had just had lunch and he was watching TV when he heard his mom yell from the kitchen. She started crying as she rushed around trying to find her shawl, he had never seen his mother so disoriented before not to talk off crying. When he asked her what happened, she just said Araceli was in an accident and was in the hospital, that he should pray for her quick recovery. He debated on going together with her but she refused adamantly, saying that she wasn't going to let him see Araceli.

　　That night, he couldn't sleep well and only ate a little food because that was when the whole situation dawned on him, neither his father or mother nor Araceli was back for the dinner and the maids kept assuring him that they were fine and all they went for was a meeting but he knew where they were, at the hospital looking Araceli. Somehow, he was able to finally speak, Araceli appeared in a white dress she wore when she left that morning, told him to be a good boy that he was in safe hands with a very good friend of hers and her name is Rachel johnson but that he couldn't tell anyone. Not his parents and not his friend or bestfriend and he must not tell Rachel that he knew that she wasn't Araceli.

　　"When did she tell you this?" Rachel whispered. They were so engulfed in their conversation, they didn't know when they arrived at their mansion and were outside waiting in the car.

of the incident I guess, because she was wearing the same white dress our mom

really feeling stupid with times she thought she was really staying in character with him but instead, all this while, she has been making a fool

won't even have to talk or pretend, you are just like her in so many ways, except you are more outspoken…" Ace whispered, using his

to let anyone know yet, they might not understand it like you do," He looked at her

I have known this for over two months and I didn't even tell you your own secret, what makes you think I would tell anyone else and why will I even want to tell someone else, they wouldn't understand," Ace laughed at her ridiculous plea. He was a kid but

each other only to look outside the window to find a crazy looking Amy waving at them through the tinted glass

been transformed to a very white platinum blond and was cut short, she couldn't deny the look fit her more than the usual

　　"What!!"

inside the house to leave both of them outside. Walking around the car, she finally got a full view of Amy, she was wearing a jogger with a matching hoodie with some beat up white trainer, all in all she looked like someone who went jogging and that was not the Amy she knew, Amy didn't work out, she claims God had given her the perfect body

showing Araceli full view of her body smiling wide, she did a little butt exercise and jogged some few lanes a

walking towards the door. Even though yes, she didn't compare to those

looks fire by the way," Rachel complimented her, as they finally got into the house. This was the part about living in a mansion she had come to hate, everything was so spaced and far away from each other it was actually frustrating

into space or though nothing was in front of her, just white granite marble tiles in front of them and white walls with a painting of what she till can't bring herself to explain, all she could was black and yellow had never

be so far and the kitchen is like two hallways away?," Rachel asked as she felt

you lived here again?," Amy