Take your imagination to another level of hot stories. Today we present legacies part thirty- four. Don' t forget to subscribe so you don' t miss any of the Claudete stories. I' m paralyzed watching the video again. I had paused it, activated it again and continued watching the dance, which was very short. Then they went to the room and were there for about two hours. This time she slips her eyes out. It' s possible he would have cried. New questions come to my mind. How they
met, when they met, where they met. I' ve never seen anything strange between them. Well, I just saw them together at the wedding. I thought they met on that special occasion. This is how they came to understand when I introduced them she was already living in Mexico and came very little to Venezuela and before marrying Maru, she was about two years old without
going to the island. Then I associate that one' s visit. Then, the day I went to the movies with my nephew, Maru lived for the second time after having sex when we met and she was in bad shape. That day, my sister went to Mario' s office. No wonder the date was so well known to me. On August 1, ninety- six, while I was taking my nephew to the movies, she visited Mario in her office, but she had gone with her husband to the island. I guess he' s been doing something for himself. Then, a week
later, a day before he left, they saw each other again. Then another revelation leaves me more amazed. My nephew has four brothers. Now it does give the mother- in- law something like this. He must know, he may know. It' s also your aunt, oh my God when Maru finds out my mother' s going to arm herself, I need to go to Mexico, specifically Monterrey. I must speak to my sister urgently. At that time I received a message from my accountant Limburg saying the following
name of the transferee, Claudia of the Anton Valley of Duarte. I replied by thanking him and told him that just then he had just found out too. After answering the accountant, everything was more evident. The ons changes of accounts were the times my sister moved, first the move of the ninety- one, which was five years after the payments started, she moved to Mexico City because she was going to specialize in Eurosurgery. Her husband, also a
doctor, went for a specialization in oncology. Then, six years later, they would set up their residence in Monterrey to practice in a prestigious hospital in the city. I call Mrs Rosa for the intercom and she answers me immediately and I ask her to come as soon as she knows she' s my sister. I found out when you started coming to Mario' s office, before you got married by your last name and your resemblance to her. I
asked him and he confirmed that they were brothers. Since when she visited Mario. I really don' t remember. She always came for the holiday seasons. Almost always every year until your date of marriage. That was the last time she came to the office. I guessed that too. She hadn' t been back on the island since I got married, not that I know
of, until I went sailing with the yacht. Later. I think for Andrea' s birthday, when she was six, she was on the island and that year I remember it because I couldn' t be present and I asked her that she could come to Margarita. I did. You know the reasons for those payments. I have a very clear idea, but I need to confirm what your idea is that my nephew is Mario' s son. Well, that' s something I can' t say. The boy never
came here. Mario never spoke of him and I never asked him such a thing I knew the payment or so, as I ordered them to treasury many times. I even reminded him when he forgot a month, but I never asked him the reason and he didn' t tell me either. He just asked me to remind him. When he forgot. He was never curious to know why those payments were made. Don Pedro, you' ve seen what I was doing with Mario. I don' t have to assume anything else.
I have a ridiculously higher salary than anyone in my profession and even higher than some bosses and managers of the company. I recognize that I am good at my job as an assistant and have my merits as a professional and many years of experience, but I also know that part of that that I earn is because of what I did with Mario Doña Rosa would never question her for
such a thing and I understand her. I know that if he had refused to receive something in return for that, which I don' t doubt he did, Mario would have done anything to give him what it would be for him just so I see you knew him well. It was very difficult to tell Mario not to tell me anything else. Mrs Maria, you once told me that you kept her informed of the visits Mario received here at the office. She knew about this visit, not hers and Maru were the only people
that Don Mario asked me not to tell his wife or anyone. Tell me something pinker and please be honest and honest with me. What do you think of what was going on with Mario and his daughters? I don' t have an opinion. When I started working with Mario. I was newly married to my husband and he got me to cheat on my husband. Some time later, he confessed to me that his wife was his sister, so I
was not surprised when his daughters came. It was his private life, he was my boss, but he was also the fairest and most good person I ' ve ever met. He had a heart that didn' t fit in his chest, but that' s if it' s still my obligation to keep his secrets to him. I did it with all the honor and I will always continue to do it with great affection, much appreciation, much respect and, above all, very grateful, leaving out their obligation. What do
you think, looks good, looks bad. I really don' t know what to think. I know it' s something that shouldn' t happen, but I think Don Mario didn' t care much about the rules of society. He said that those rules and laws were a whim of the envious, cowardly and incapable, and I never judged him for it, Don Pedro, no one in this life is perfect. We all have one or several flaws, and maybe that was his. I firmly believe that everyone has the
right to do whatever he wants with his life. If that doesn' t affect me, as it didn' t affect my marriage, what I was doing with Mario and if it doesn' t hurt anyone else, I don ' t have to care. As I leave the office, I realize it ' s quite possible that I won' t attend the farewell. He had to travel to Mexico urgently and return the next day for the civilian wedding.
I called Maritor and told him that I had something very important to do and would come back the next day to excuse me and asked him to understand that it was something related to the company. If, anyway, the farewell was done, I would have no problem, but better if I organized the meeting right after I got married. I called Malo and asked him for lunch. I had to talk to her, but right now she can' t wait
for the next luro. She asked upset, not bad, sorry. The authorities are asking for the presence of the owner of the yachts and the company does not have a lawyer, who acts as legal representative. Remember those yachts are mine, not the company, and even if the lawyer represents me, he' s demanding my presence. True, I didn' t remember you telling me when Maru paused and sighed resigned In addition, I spoke to Marito and to date they don' t know if they' ll bid farewell together
or separate. They' re waiting for the godparents. Then you must plead to do it separately. And then, as Marito had suggested, the next day, to the wedding before they go on their honeymoon, we can do it together. Speaking of honeymoon, where you' re going to send them. He told me you were giving them the honeymoon. It' s a surprise, I said itch. Obviously it' s a surprise, but tell me where I won' t tell you, insist I' ll send you
on a cruise through the Caribbean, I told you. After thinking about it a little bit, I thought you' d be more original, said the Caribbean cruise disillusioned. We already did it in December. It' s just that it was too late that I came up with and that' s what I found. Then I can make it up to something better. Shortly before I left, she insisted Peter is sure everything is fine. Don' t give me another story, like last time when you found out about Mom'
s abortion. I really don' t want any more dramas. So I don' t know if the family supports another drama. She said with an anguished face and I didn' t know on the inside whether to laugh or cry if my skinny is all right. Tomorrow I' m back at noon and gave him a soft kiss. She took me to the airport after one o' clock in the afternoon. The learge must have been here any minute.
She was more affectionate than ever, but I think it was fear even knowing that the next day I would be back as soon as I took off. I think about my sister and how it was possible that she kept such a secret. I must assume she met Mario ten, maybe eleven years or more before I met Maro under what circumstances they met, because she did not live on the island then perhaps it was on that Easter vacation that they met
and that it was based, but she was already married. I really can ' t imagine how they could get to know each other more than at a couples exchange party, that is, in an orgy, but how my memories of that Easter were vague. I know the Holy Days were together, but I also remember that she came a week ago, so I don' t know what she did the rest of the time. I mean, I don ' t remember well. The image I have of my sister is of someone
dedicated to studies and career. Although she was quite a nervous, she didn ' t seem like it. He was always a good student, intelligent, dedicated, professional, renowned in Mexico and elegant and who, according to Mom, always got the best grades. What I find it hard to assimilate is that I never imagined my sister cheating on my brother- in- law Gustavo Duarte. There was never any sign that something was wrong with each other during
family meetings. Before my parents died, we often set him aside. He did not reproach us for anything, because he understood that there were few times we met all four. I always saw them as a happy couple. My journey became eternal, thinking of all the times I saw my sister after my parents died, looking for a clue, a detail, whatever became suspicious to me now that she seemed to know everything. But apart from the day I went with my nephew to the movies, I didn' t see another time
for my wedding. She came alone with the child and, as much as I try to remember, there is no other time. I didn' t see the wedding video. It didn' t give me time, but now you don' t have to. The flight would last almost six hours to Mount King in the middle of the afternoon, with four whiskys in the chest. I fell asleep and woke up when the surcharge woke me up to get ready for the landing in a few minutes at Monterrey International Airport it was almost
eight o' clock at night. When I left the airport, I calculated that I would arrive at the Causeways, which is where my sister lives in an hour and a half at nine I called her and as we talked a little bit about her things and mine, I told her that in just over half an hour I would be at her house. He was very happy, and the truth also made me happy. I was almost two years old from not seeing her. He was waiting for me at the door of his house.
When I got out of the taxi next to Gustavo, I was greeted with hugs. Hers was much warmer and more durable. At the end, he kissed me on the forehead that never fails.“ What a suck you are,” he said exaggerating his Mexican accent, squeezing my arms with his hands. You' re making weights. Yeah, when I' m in Margarita. I run Carola' s gym. I weigh when I' m gonna meet the twins. I couldn' t go to the birthday because I
was in the middle of an annual neurology seminar in Los Angeles. I don ' t get tired of seeing the photos and the resemblance to Andrea is amazing. And Andrea, how is she? What did he say when he met his sisters how they got on? You have to tell me. It was all like that. She asked five questions in a single moment and was sent when she heard it. I also missed her while Gustavo was serving me a
drink. She in the kitchen prepared snacks to bite while we talked about watching her move gracefully in the kitchen makes me notice that she is a woman who has aged with n grace. Gustavo is barely older than my sister. Both well preserved and according to their ages, contrary, compared to the mother- in- law, who looks much, but much younger for her age. As is tradition, every time I come she and I stay very late talking about our things, either in the living room, the kitchen, the patio
terrace or the var. Your home is all to give is not ostentatious, but it is very comfortable and elegantly decorated. I asked him about my nephew Juan Miguel. She told me she was studying a specialization in Mexico City, which had a year to finish that she had been in Monterrey a few days ago visiting her with her family. We talked about everything a little bit myself making time for Gustavo to go to sleep after eleven o' clock at night, he apologized and, leaving me at home, went to sleep. I
waited for a reasonable time while we kept talking. I told him above some facts that had happened last year. None of the perversions, especially of the triplets as they met, as they were sixteen years old, more than all those related to the girls. And I told him about my skirmishes with Malu not to mention how serious I want to go definitely, you' re going to end that family. He told me in slight reproach and I thought you made it easy for me and right here it was come on, sister.
We' re going to end the family, I said very serious looking at her, and who else did you recruit for such a task? It says jocosa. Come on Claudia, or I should call you Claudete while staring at her. His smile disappeared on the spot and he remained silent. Looking at me, he gave a deep and continuous sigh. When you were thinking of telling me, she takes her glass and the bottle of whiskey tells me to
go out to the terrace of the courtyard. I take the ice cream and with my glass I follow it. She closed the terrace door completely and sat facing the house. I sat on one side so I wouldn' t hinder your vision of the house. It was something we had done before when he ' s going to tell me something secret or intimate. That way, she could keep an eye on him if he showed up like him. There was no risk of being heard, as his room faces the opposite side of the
saí pool deeply sighs. Again I hoped never to have to do it said with some resignation. Why I was hoping you' d never find out. He promised me that neither you nor anyone would know. He said with some nostalgia. As you knew, it was his secretary, his lawyer Lopenti, he lied to me if he knew, even though I already suspected it. It was not an employee who tracked the money, that Mario transferred you monthly, money that had no support at the company and that she saw suspicious,
but he could dispose of that money. He told me that no one would ask while he was alive, No one would if the order came from him, but when he was not there, she made mention of his widow. But I don' t understand why she is now, Claudia, because she got out of the lining to tell her. I mean the employee. This employee I think is the only one Mario didn' t want to do the favor, the favor you' re talking about. I don' t understand
to see. Mario fucked all the employees of his company, but not all of them, asked with astonishment except for her because she did not leave herself. No. She always wanted to, but Mario wasn' t too ugly, not at all. Despite his good taste, Mario had no limits and was someone insatiable and this woman just didn' t like him as a person, but she was good at her job. Before you asked me why I
was still working there. Then, as she has a certain quarrel with rose, she made Doña Maria ur see that these transfers were a possible embezzlement of funds trying to accuse Rosa and Doña Maria sends me to investigate and how you gave me asked strangely, but very calmly, because the dates of some payments were known to me and I realized that, one way or another, I
was related to those payments. And also those dates related to me also coincided with your visits to Mario' s office, visits asked with notorious fear. Yeah, special visits to the office for God' s sake. He said scared how you know I discovered it by accident, although I don' t
think it was an accident anymore. Mario wanted me to know p b b but he swore to me that you would not know said with remarkable anguish, for I think quite the opposite and I will tell you why everything is related to what happened eighteen years ago in the house, when Maru discovered me with Carola. You know that whole story. What you don' t know is this. Aja bueno. There are security cameras everywhere in the house, and that happened. Mario had it engraved in his office, on disks inside the
safe he had there. After he died, Maru, who was the one who was left in front, ordered the furniture to be thrown out between them, the safe that was closed and she could not open it. When I found out, I sent for the furniture to take it along with the safe, because only I knew the combination there I found records also of the office, records that had Mario' s sexual encounters there in the office. My God didn' t scare me to say no. Please, he finished off
begging. Yeah, I should have been over ten videos. Not that horror covered his face with both hands with remarkable shame. No. No, it didn' t look like he was gonna cry and he started sobbing. It was strange to see my sister crying. I don' t remember ever seeing her cry. She always showed a very strong control of emotions. When our parents died, I saw her very solemn and I hardly saw her shed tears.
I always assumed she had to make it strong because she had to take care of me and when she thought I was going to take Caracas with her, she tells me that I was going to stay with my aunt until the school year ended, I let her cry. She did it in total silence. Then she charges in Teresa, wipes her tears with a napkin. Let me tell you, it wasn' t easy to give you the quality of the videos. He wouldn' t let me recognize you, and as much as he insisted on Mrs Rosa, he wouldn' t tell me anything,
but Mario left a clue. He had a secret room where the videos of the office and his house were recorded and the records or the days where there was sex had a specific mark, mark that determined with who had sex, either with the employees, with Doña María, Doña Rosa, some external visit
and you, despite being an external visit, your brand was different. Then I looked in the records of visits and entry to the company on August 1, ninety- six, the name you had registered with and found Claudete' s. At first I didn' t associate him with you, so I kept looking. Such was my insistence with Rosa that she only told me that you had attended my wedding, so I had to retrieve the photographs directly with
the photographer, as Maro had destroyed our marriage album. All afternoon yesterday I checked the photos and didn' t find the long- haired woman who visited Mario in the office. But this morning I remembered that if that woman had attended my wedding, she would also have gone to the office by those dates. So I looked up the records of that date and previous days and there I saw your visit again. This time you had short hair on your shoulders
and dancing with Mario in the office, I recognized you right away. Then Rosa would confirm me, and right then, my accountant in Miami, who has contacts in the banks, managed to get the name of the receiver of the bank transfers. I mean, if I hadn' t found out, my accountant would have told me eventually. Oh, my God, I don ' t know what to say. She says all dismayed why not tell me Mario didn' t let me do it before you got married. I tried
to convince him to tell you. I should have known, but out of fear I didn' t. Out of fear of Gustavo, you didn' t. No.“ How not, why Gustavo had nothing to do with it,” she said very calmly. What leaving me shocked like it has nothing to do with it? How is that possible. It' s not supposed to be something he should somehow know. Why the fuck would I know. Claudia' s obvious, she' s a doctor. They' re doctors. At some point, Gustavo and Juan should have noticed. They don
' t have to realize anything. Pedro said calmly, but how can you not owe him at some point to tell him? I already told him something upset. Peter understands something. He said by softening the tone and raising a hand, pointing at me to stop by inviting me to calm down. They know what I asked Atonito, Yes, Gustavo always knew, because he can ' t have children. He said with regret. Oh, that' s
all I could say. No. No. No. No. I was expecting this when we were slowly studying to finish the career on routine medical exams that Gustavo did was found a high marker indicating the presence of cancer. Deepening the tests, a series of tumors were found in his testicles were malignant and aggressive, but the good news was that he was just beginning. He decided to operate immediately and do aggressive chemotherapy, because that' s a very difficult
and aggressive type of tumor. The surgery and lachemy were effective, but left him sterile. After this, he was very depressed because we had talked a lot about our plans for the future and in him were the children and thanks to that tumor, he decided to specialize in oncology. After we got married, we talked about adopting a child, but we were so uptight in our careers that we never had time to engage in the search. Time went by
and less and less we remembered that. I sometimes remembered it and regretted that nothing was done about it, but we had so much work to justify it when we were about eight years married. In eighty- five, to be more accurate, something happened that led me to make a decision. Gustavo was going astray with the nurses at a hospital where we both worked and there was
a strong rumor that one of them was pregnant with him. No one there knew he was sterile, so I had to stop him at all costs and one day, tired of so many gossips coming to me, I told him just like you were pregnant nurses in the hospital. I' m going to
find someone who' s pregnant me. That was the greatest offense for him and after a heated argument that took several days, he promised to stay calm and swore to me by all the saints that it would end at that moment and I promised him that if I found out about another adventure, I would get pregnant without him knowing. Everything seemed to work. He calmed down and
the next ten months seemed to be fulfilling his promise. At the beginning of the eighty- six, beginning of the year, I discover that I was in the company of a young and beautiful doctor who had just graduated and after spending two months throwing him indirect to leave the guachafta. His response to being crazy made me make the decision to get pregnant, so I waited at the
right time that I was near. In March there was a convention that I would attend, accompanied by such a doctor and having all the evidence in my hands by a colleague friend who kept me up to date. One day before his return from the convention home, I went to Margarita a week before Santa week, my fertile day was near, so I had to make the most of it and not waste time. I met Mario three days, a day before, the day of my ovulation and the day after, and I got
pregnant. When I returned to the island, Gustavo became energetic when I told him that I was getting pregnant and I showed him proof that he was cheating on me again to vox populi and I told him to decide whether or not he wanted to be the father of my pregnancy, why with him or without him he would have it. We had a month arguing in that period. I confirmed my pregnancy, but I refused to say it until he decided what
to do. He decided to stay regardless of the outcome. He accepted that he made a mistake and that, having agreed to have children and adopt something we did not do, he was willing to be the father on a single condition that he or the child knew who the real father was, and so I promised him. But if Mario knew, he never tried to contact him. Not first, because he didn' t know. I didn' t expect to have to see him again in a long time to make him realize
it. Or knew she' d been pregnant. But that same year our parents died and six months pregnant, I had to travel back to Margarita. I didn' t expect to see him, so I didn' t tell him anything, but he showed up at the funeral home and you had to tell him it was his. No and yes, he immediately assumed it as his and o' s or denied I told him I was more than a month short and I was almost convinced until he saw you in the funeral home, leaving me with the word in my mouth, stopped, went to you
and came to you. I already knew my father- in- law I asked surprised. Yeah, but I know you didn' t remember. Then, then, after they spoke, I could not deny that this pregnancy was his, too. I had already hidden one from him. It was obvious he was trying to hide the other one He' s going, he' s going, he' s going to stop there. What another missed pregnancy you had a loss, he didn' t say fearful. Then where is that son? I' m talking to him. So much for today' s chapter until the next one.