CARLA'S DEATH V

He always thought that since Carla Haveir is the only spoiled daughter of Haveir family, it is expected that her funeral will be atleast grandeur, but perceiving it right now, it's more of rather too simple. So simple that even flowers are of low quality. Although he don't want to middle in to someone else's business, but he was really at loss. How come? How come that they prepare it like that? It's way too simple. It cannot even be compared to a children's birthday party. Where's this luxurious bundle of flowers? The lightings that can blind your eyes for a second? The table? Where is it exactly? Are they really holding  a funeral? Or just some kind of typical joke? The way everything are set up is not the way a Haveir family would do, specially to Sebastian Haveir. Since it is her beloved sister, he cannot let the last memory of her sister be this plain.

Mrs. Haveir is still busy greeting the guest, wearing her infamous black dress paired with black pin and 2 inches black heel that complimented her porcelain skin. It's not always that she wore fancy dresses it just that she's more comfortable wearing a normal one since she's always at home.

Big people from different companies attend the funeral. But because we all know that not everyone attending the funeral knows about the Havier family, not even their close friends. They simply seek connection by trying to show their empathy to the Haveir family. Through socializing, there's a big chance that they'll gain some power from the leading company. Even by means using the death of Carla Haveir.

When it comes to business world, there's always a black spot in every shining jewelry. They always used bloody means just to take down their potential enemy. Most of the renowned CEOs is one of the leader in the underground society and Sebastian Haveir is not an exception.

An hour later, a black SUV car parked in the lawn with Sebastian Haveir in black suit coming out from it carrying a gold in color jar. So Carla Haveir was cremated huh? I thought she will be inside of a casket. It's more suitable to her though, so that worms, insects and other kinds of disgusting bacteria will slowly but surely devour her flesh until only the bones are left.

He's been observing the surroundings, looking for a perfect opportunity to use the pills. Since everyone are busy, he sneak in to the kitchen, looking for the food that might belong to Sebastian. His potential target, Sebastian Havier. He cannot put it mistakenly since he only have one piece each and his account don't have enough gold stars to buy a new one.

A maid came in and took a tray of biscuits with a coffee in it. Cheap right? But before she leaves, Alexander already asked the food that belong to Sebastian Haveir saying that he will personally bring it to him.

"So this is your liquor huh? Happy hallucinating, I mean drinking my dear Sebastian hehehe"

A terrifying smile formed into his lips while he's mixing the powder from the Black Pill into the drinks. He rarely smile devilishly, and he don't know how he get that smile but it only added the excitement he felt inside.

"Oh yeah, blood. I need blood. Tsk didn't they know that it's too disturbing cutting your own flesh?"

He's about to pickup something that can cut his flesh out but was halted when he notice the familiarity of one of the utensils near him. It is the exact same design imprinted in the handle bar. The same thing he saw beside Carla's dead body. He even was wondering to why the police didn't recover any evidence in the crime scene. He's so sure that no one else is inside that abandoned house since no one showed up no matter how much noise he make.

"This house is rather intriguing. Even their knife is interesting"

*Ding*

"Congratulations dear host, You successfully found the second missing clue. Your bonus reward will be given once the mission is complete"

"I knew it hehehe"

He grab the knife and focused his attention to it. A memory flashed in his mind. Hah! So it is also the knife that took his life away. The very same knife that Carla used to kill him. Just by looking at the tip, he can instantly feel the knife that peirce through his body. They indeed live in the same household, even the tool they used to murder someone are the same.

He cut one of his finger using the knife. He then drop several blood into the wine the mix it well. I guess this knife is now hungry for blood since it took life  more than one. Guess it can be called a cursed knife.

He was about to go out of the kitchen carrying the glass of wine when suddenly Mrs Haveir pop out. Tsk this old woman. She really knows how to play. Even her face is totally filled with make up. Is she dressing up as a clown?

"Oh Alex, what are you doing here?... Is that for me?"

"Ah--- no auntie I----"

"Greet. I was really thirsty.....ummm this wine is good. I like the taste"

*Ding*

" The target has consumed the pill"

*Ding*

" The target has consumed the pill"

*Ding*

"Dear host, you have to wait for 30 mins before the pill activate it's effect"

*Ring*

PROCESSING...

He slap his forehead using his palm. Thinking that the wine containing the pill was consumed by the wrong person. What will he do now? He can't afford to buy another one and what left him is the red and yellow Pill. He was still thinking of how to used the remaining pills.

"Alex, are you okay?"

"Ah, yes auntie. I'm fine"

"Okay I'll head back first. There's still lot of visitors coming"

"Don't exhaust yourself too much auntie"

"Okay thanks"

He watch the back of the old woman leaving the kitchen. A smirk was released when he realized, its still not that bad that she consumed it. Guess we'll have to wait for the upcoming good show.

*Ring*

ACTIVATING COMPLETE

Within a second a loud scream can be heard all over the house. People was confused trying to catch the scene. What the hell is going on?

He ran to the living room and found Mrs Haveir shouting crazily as if he came out of a mental hospital while pointing her fingers into Carla's portrait.

"YOU... YOU LITTLE SLUT. HOW DARE YOU STEP INTO MY HOUSE? HOW DARE YOU CAME BACK ALIVE? HOW DARE YOU FACE ME WITH THAT FILTHY FACE OF YOURS. ARE YOU INSULTING ME? HAH! IF I KNOW YOU BITCH DESERVED TO DIE HAHAHAHA YOU ALL DESERVE TO DIE. YOU DON'T HAVE A PLACE HERE. GET OUT OF HERE. YOU'RE ONLY RUINING THE IMAGE OF HAVEIR FAMILY. YOU... A BITCH FROM A BITCH GET OUT. GET OUT. I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE EVER AGAIN. GET OUT. GET LOST FROM MY LIFE. GET LOST"

"Mom stop it, mom"

"STOP? HAH! I KNOW WHAT YOU DID. I KNOW WHAT YOU DID HAHAHAHA. DO YOU THINK YOU CAN HIDE IT FROM ME? DO YOU THINK YOU CAN KEEP IT? HAHAHAHA WELL YOU'RE WRONG. YOU'RE WRONG FOR UNDERSTIMATING ME. YOU HAHAHA YOUR A JERK. A TOTAL JERK. YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER. WHY DON'T YOU JUST LOVE ME? WHY DO YOU HAVE TO LOVE SOMEONE ELSE INSTEAD OF ME? WHY? AM I NOT ENOUGH? AM I NOT PERFECT? HAHAHAHAHA YOU ALL WHAT TO KNOW? THIS MAN, MY SON IS IN LOVE WITH HER SISTER. HIS OWN SISTER HAHAHAHA"

"SHUT UP MOM"

"YOU SHUT UP. YOU BASTARD. LOVING YOUR OWN SISTER TOO MUCH. YOU EVEN TOUCH HER. YOU EVEN IMPREGNATED HER. YOU.ARE.AN.ANIMAL. YOU ALL AN ANIMAL. WHAT? NO ONE LIKES YOU SO YOU FORCE YOURSELF TO CARLA? RAPE HER NIGHT BY NIGHT. HUH THAT BITCH ALSO ENJOY IT THOUGH. LIKE MOTHER LIKE DAUGHTER INDEED"

"YES I LOVE HER SO WHAT? I LOVE HER EVEN IF SHE'S MY SISTER. I LOVE HER MORE THAT ANYTHING ELSE. WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT? I ONLY LOVE THE PERSON I WANT EVEN IF ITS MY OWN BLOOD. I WANT HER TO BE MINE"

Everyone watching the most shocking revelation almost lost their gasp. Still couldn't believe of what they witness. Mouth opened while still in silence. They didn't know what to do. They don't want to break the thing they hoped for, the downfall of the most prominent company.

"NO I WONT ACCEPT THAT BITCH. YOU CAN HAVE ANY WOMAN YOU WANT. AS MANY AS YOU LIKE BUT NEVER EVER NOT THAT BITCH. YOU LEECH, WHORE, STAY AWAY FROM MY SON. STAY AWAY. I WONT ACCEPT YOU NO MATTER WHAT. EVEN IF I DIE TODAY YOU BITCH WILL NEVER BE PART OF THIS HOUSEHOLD"

As the uproar still in heat, a pair of golden orbs witness and hear every single details about their conversation. He didn't expect that after his return from his business trip, he'll arrentable his family in such a messy situation. How? Why? What? When? When did it all started? When did it all happened? What happened when his away? How did they end up in such state? Why is this happening to his beloved family? Where is the warm, overwhelming feeling he always expect whenever he went home? This is not his family. This is not the home he longed for. Those are not the people he cherished. Demons. They are demons.

"Is it true? Is everything I heard true?"

"Daniel?"

"Dad?"

"TELL ME. IS IT TRUE?"

"Daniel, listen to me, please listen to me. I---I--"

A red handprint was left in Mrs Haveir's face with a small cut on her lips. She look at her husband in surprise. It is her first time receiving a slap from her own life partner. Tears started to form within her eyes. She still couldn't believe her husband hit her. It is always that Mr. Daniel Haveir don't mind every single mess his wife did but this time around is different. His urged to kill started to risen. His mind is empty. Every drop of his blood are now boiling. Die, you all need to die. His chest started to feel tightened. Like something is holding it tightly. But he ignore it, endure it. He wants to kill. He want to taste a blood once again.

"You bitch, I thought you wholeheartedly accepted my daughter as yours. I thought you will love her like she's yours. You promise me that you will be the mother she ever wants yet you..."

"Daniel, Daniel listen. I didn't do it. I didn't do it. It wasn't me. It wasn't me. Please believe me, please huhuhuhuhu Daniel please"

"Shut up. You are not my wife. You are no longer my wife. You are a monster"

"No Daniel, no please don't leave me please don't leave me huhuhuhuhu"

"And you, you fucking bastard. You even dare to touch your own sister? You animal. Starting today, I Daniel Haveir, don't have any connections between this two fucking shit. I will severe this tie. I will no longer be part of their life. I have no obligation on whatever happens to them"

"But Dad--"

"SHUT UP. You are not my son"

As the old man leave the house, all the people were remain still. Their hearts is palpitating. Even though it is not their business, they still fell the cold and deadly gaze of the old man. Like they will die instantly the second they step outside the house.

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To Be Continued

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