Selene got into the car, her anger palpable. She imdiately regretted eting with her real family.
Xavier got in and they drove out of the Clark mansion, heading back to their ho. The ride was uncomfortably silent.
When they arrived, no one left the car.
"Are you alright?" Xavier asked her, concern laced in his tone as he stared at her. "Did Tracie bother you again?" He added.
Selene sighed, trying to calm her nerves before she replied, "She said father wants us to divorce because of an issue between your father and my father."
Xavier’s teeth clenched, his jaws tightening as the veins on his neck popped. Tracie had already caused too much trouble in one night, and he was tempted to silence her permanently.
"Selene..." He placed his palm on her, caressing it ever so gently to ease her.
"Please tell what happened...." She requested.
Xavier parted his lips to tell her but was imdiately interrupted when he got a phone call. Maxwell was written as the caller.
Xavier excused himself from the car, knowing whatever Maxwell wanted to tell him was important. He wouldn’t want to stress Selene anymore than she was by letting her listen to the conversation
"Xavier, there had been a corpse pile in Glamourwood. It seems he is planning on getting revenge on you by killing more girls. This is the second report today only. And from the look of things, he’s only going to kill more people," Maxwell inford as soon as the call was connected.
"He’s starting to play with . Were there any traces?" He asked Maxwell.
"Not at all," Maxwell replied.
Xavier could hear Maxwell type away on his keyboard before the latter added, "Although...." Maxwell drawled, still typing. When he found what he was looking for, he zood in on his computer. "He did leave a mark on the back of a girl whose throat was slit. It says I’m."
Not only Xavier but Maxwell frowned when he read the word.
"It only says I’m?" Xavier asked, confusion evident in his tone.
"That’s right..." said Maxwell, his tone mirroring Xavier’s. "The last trade we went to, we couldn’t find him there, which only ans that he’s in hiding now that you know he’s running the human trafficking organization."
Xavier’s fist clenched by his side, resisting the urge to hit it on a wall.
"For the past few days, there haven’t been any trades, just more kills. He always leaves his na on a piece of paper. It’s like he’s changed the organization’s operations just to get your attention," Maxwell added. "Xavier..." he called, hearing no response from the other side of the line. He checked his phone to make sure the call was still connected, and it was.
"Inform imdiately if there’s any lead to his whereabouts," Xavier said.
"Sure thing!" Maxwell responded before he hung up on the call. Imdiately, he forwarded the picture of the corpse pile to Xavier, who could only feel rage as he glared into his phone.
He counted the bodies. They were twelve girls, bodies covered in blood, completely naked with their private parts cut off.
Xavier received another text from Maxwell, which said he should co to the hideout imdiately if he could make it.
He read the word that was carved on one of the bodies.
"I’m," Xavier said the word, feeling utterly confused by it.
"Xavier..." He snapped his head to face Selene who’d already gotten out of the car, staring at him with concern. Selene walked up to him and traced her slender fingers on his tight jawline. She gave him a small smile, "Let’s go inside."
Selene could feel from his tense body sothing heavy had just dropped.
Selene chose not to bring up the issues she had with her family anymore. Not long after, Xavier left for the hideout, having already tucked Selene into bed.
**
At the Harrison mansion,
Alia walked towards her save which she had been keeping all the money Jack was able to steal from the company. Shoving the money aside, she picked up a bottle that had the na Polonium-210 written on it.
She smirked as she picked up the bottle, poured so of the content into a teacup, closed it shut, and kept it back into the save.
Alia picked up the spoon beside the tea cup and stirred the content to blend well with the tea.
When she was done, she ca out of the room and headed towards Robert who was in the living room with Jack, watching business news.
"Here’s your tea," she said, handing the tea over to him, which Robert took from her and gulped down the content without hesitation.
"Father, the thieves who stole the ten million dollars have finally been caught. I fired them and sent them to jail," Jack inford all of a sudden.
"And the money?" Robert asked, relieved the thieves were caught.
"The money had been sent back into the company’s account and everything had been settled, father," Jack replied. "Although there’s this docunt I want you to sign." Jack handed Robert a docunt.
"What’s in this docunt?" Robert asked since his eyesight had deteriorated. He needed glasses but didn’t bother to ask Alia to give him one since he trusted Jack.
"It’s an approval of partnership with another company," Jack replied.
Since Jack had been in charge of the company, Robert hadn’t heard any complaints from any of the shareholders, which only ant that the latter was running the company well. He had no reason to doubt him.
Jack handed Robert a pen to sign the docunt.
After signing the docunt, Robert returned the docunt to Jack. "You’ve done well son. When this is all over, I might just step down for you to take over the company," he said proudly, his eyelashes suddenly growing heavy, and then he slumped on the couch.
The mother and son duo grinned when Robert slept off.
"We finally got what we wanted, mother."
"Let’s go celebrate, I will invite your father," said Alia, and together, they both left Robert to sleep on the couch.
A few minutes later, a servant walked into the living room. She looked around to be sure she was the only one before she pulled out the syringe and took a sample of Robert’s blood.
"This should be enough," she muttered as she stared at the blood sample.
She pocketed the sample and left as if she’s not been there.
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