Although the Devons weren't a first tier family, they were close to being a first tier family. His golden locks, lanky body and perfect height made him the ideal type for girls. And because people didn't fail to tell him how handsome he was, he was prideful. He strolled into the room fully with his two bodyguards, eye-searched for somewhere to sit and walked towards it. Coincidentally, it was directly opposite Collette. He looked up and locked eyes with Collette. Then he scoffed, "No one told me this whore was here with her befitting husband." No one dared to correct him, except Aster. Although Collette hadn't shared the real reason she refused to get married to a seemingly perfect man like Henry, Aster knew it must be something really bad. After all, her best friend was a very good judge of character. "Little wonder why she couldn't put up with you. If I were her, I would've killed you and gone to jail." Aster spat out with raw hatred. Henry tilted his head a little towards the
"This reunion isn't a medium for us to kill ourselves. I beg that everyone calms down." Jared butted in, trying to calm the two men. However, a hard glare from them sent him back to his seat where he remained seated until the first group walked into the room. From all indications, everyone could see they were Henry's men because of their evenly pressed suits and black sunglasses. Second later, another group which obviously belonged to Dagger waltzed in. The door was closed by the last person and they made their way to Dagger's side. After Zane liked most of the Dagger's men who were in the casino with him that night, Dagger had made it clear to them that from that night henceforth, they were trying to be on Mr. Huxley's good side. Dagger was their boss and his word was law, but a lot of them couldn't help question his words. Well, that was until he asked them to come help him bury his men who Zane had killed. The bodies were all neatly slashed in half like the person had measur
"What do you—Ah!" Henry's question was cut short when Zane really broke his hands. Zane suddenly felt a frightening heat at the back of his head and refrained from proceeding. He straightened up, arranged his collar and turned around. However, he noticed the horrified look in their eyes and sighed. "What? You'd agree with me they were bad guys." He said, trying to justify themselves. "They were still humans and didn't deserve to die." Jared said in a low tone from where he sat. "They only looked like humans. They had lost every bit of humanity in them. And were becoming professional killing machines. It was only a matter of time before they went berserk." "Stop trying to justify the fact you just killed more than a dozen humans. You are a murderer." Aster said with a tight frown. Zane looked towards her direction and scoffed, "You're a lieutenant. If your superior tells you to shoot someone who has murdered a lot of people and is currently on the run, would you?" "Yes, I would
Imperial Middle School Earlier that day "I heard you're on scholarship. And it's quite depressing to breathe in the same air with someone like you." A boy of 13, scoffed, walking towards Halsey. School had closed for the day and Halsey was currently on her way out of the school when this boy cornered her to mock her. She shrank her neck back in fright, glancing at them fearfully. "Is she dumb? Why isn't she saying anything?" One of the bullies asked, reaching out to poke Halsey on her shoulder. "Don't touch her. Who knows the disease you'll contract by that singular act?" The leader uttered in disgust. The other boy who still had his hand outstretched, nodded and withdrew his hand, "You're definitely right, Dylan. She must have different contagious diseases running through her veins." The one called Dylan smiled proudly. Folding his hands underneath his chest, he called out, "Hey! Listen to me carefully." However, Halsey didn't raise her eyes to look at him. This angered him,
Kings Hotel Steven was in a conference meeting in his office when an urgent knock sounded on his door. Without waiting to be ushered in, his assistant opened the door and walked in with a panicked look. "There's something wrong, Mr. Wright." She informed. The look on her face told him the matter was really urgent. So he rescheduled another time for the meeting and got off his laptop. "What is it?" He asked, putting on his suit jacket. "The Secret Police are downstairs. And they've taken out more than a dozen dead bodies from a room." "Dead bodies?" Steven grimaced, rushing out of his office. He rushed down to the supposed room, but was stopped by one of the Secret Police who stood in front of the door. "Hello, I'm Steven Wright, manager of this hotel. May I know what's going on?" "What happend in there has nothing to do with Kings Hotel, rest assured. And I'll advice you to return back to your office and pay a blind eye to this." The officer admonished. "I need to know who die
Collette's eyes shot open as she gasped for air. Beads of sweat trickled down her forehead as she tried to get her bearings. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she struggled to understand what was happening.As she looked around, she saw that she was in her bedroom, and Adair was sleeping on the couch.. She tried to calm down, telling herself that it was just a dream. But then, the memory hit her like a ton of bricks. She remembered being grabbed and thrown into a van by two scary-looking men.Collette's body shook as she started to cry. The fear and panic she had experienced during the course of the kidnap had taken a big toll on her.. Her cries succeeded in waking Adair who immediately got off the chair and strode towards her. "It's fine. Those bad men have been apprehended by the police." Adair consoled, pulling her into his arms. "So it wasn't a dream? I was really kidnapped outside Kings Hotel." She croaked tearfully. "Kings Hotel has apologized for it. They offered us a m
Devons Manor Adair and Jordan walked to the entrance of the manor only to realize there was a doorman checking invites. "I do have different invites which were sent to all of my multiple identities." Jordan uttered, holding up his phone which displayed a page of one of the invites in his email."Does that mean I should have one too?" Adair asked, taking out his phone. Jordan sighed when he caught sight of Adair's phone. "Lord Adair, why are you yet to get another phone? I can give you mine then get another as soon as we leave here." "Other than the cracks here and there, there's nothing particularly wrong with my phone." Adair argued. "Other than the fact it's extremely displeasing to the eyes, some apps might not function properly in it." Jordan brought to his notice. Adair said nothing in reply as he scrolled through his phone. "They did send one to me." Adair mumbled in surprise, finding the invitation sitting pretty in his spam. "How did they get my email?" "They have sour
The guests who saw Henry's body also gasped and stepped backward. Trevor glanced at Adair in fright. Did Adair really kill Henry Devon? The golden son of Ian Devon? The heir to the Devon Empire who people mistake for a god? There was no doubt Adair would die in this place. As that thought surfaced in Trevor's mind, he took two steps backward, but that didn't stop his mouth from running. "The Pitt's have nothing to do with Adair Huxley and his wife! Do to him whatever you deem fit!" Trevor yelled, outrightly denouncing Adair and Collette without shame. "Is he the one who married Collette Pitt?" Silas asked, taking two steps forward. Trevor nodded vigorously, "He's the one. And she no longer bears the last name Pitt after breaking off the engagement with Henry. We kicked her out of the family because of the shame and disgrace she brought us." "How dare a good-for-nothing kill my son!" Silas thundered, the veins on his forehead protruding. "Henry Devon was a molester. He molested