Chapter 4 Responsibility

The following day came up with the news of four men found dead on the street of the city. No one knew how did they were killed but their smashed faces gave people vague impressions. Some said that they were killed by any fierce animal or the others said that they were being targeted by serial killer. Above all, no one knew what exactly happened.

Isabella groaned over her bed groggily until her sense started to come back. Snapping her eyes shot open widely, she sat up across her bed and looked down at her home clothes. A sense of relief washed over her body when she spotted her familiar decorations, her room.

Biting her lips together, her mind started to recall vague images from last night.

But how did she end up here in her own room?

The door of her room pushed open slightly. Looking up at the doorway,she saw her mother entering with a gloomy expression. She exploded the moment she found Isabella waking up,

" You are finally awake? Isabella, what did I warn you about drinking? Have you already forgotten? Thank god, your father wasn't present in the home "

Isabella heard her mother speechlessly. Nothing made sense since she wasn't drunk and was carried by some muscular man. Holding her breath in her lungs, she sutured awkwardly,

" Mo.. Mother.. How did..I return last night?"

Her mother yelled out more furiously as she placed the morning tea beside her bed table,

" Look at you! You can't even remember! Jesus! I shouldn't have allowed you to go in that party. I found you collapsing at the doorway. Lucky, you rang the bell few times or else I would have never noticed you."

Isabella fell in deep thoughts. In her subconscious memory, she only recalled a gaint animal. It wasn't dog or anything else but a much bigger animal. She wandered what it could be?

Since she had come back home safely, there was nothing to worry about anymore. If she met that man one day again, she would pay her gratitude wholeheartedly.

Her mom's voice snapped her out from her bizarre thoughts,

" Now get up! Your dad is waiting for you in the breakfast table."

Isabella hummed as response and rubbed her sore temples to soothe the aching pain. With a relieved heart, she made her way downstairs to find his father reading a newspaper. She smiled widely while descending down,

" Good Morning, dad! You came back so early?"

Mr.Adams smiled at his daughter through the narrow space of his round glasses. Sighing out deeply in worry, he stated while flipping through the pages of newspaper,

" This days, I shouldn't allow you people to party outside. Look at the news! A serious murder incident occured in the nearby street of Caroline's house."

Isabella's face stiffened a little. Biting back the apple in her palm, she walked over to her father to fetch the newspaper,

" Let me take a look at it, father."

Isabella brought the paper in her short distance. As soon as her eyes fell on the faces of victims, her stomach tightened into a knot. With a loud gasp, she backed away and slipped out the newspaper from her grip.

These people.. weren't they the same ones who were bullying her on the street?

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Lucien Xander Mitchell, the most popular name of the country, the infamous, mysterious CEO. The word mysterious came out from rumours because no one knew from where did he come exactly.

Bare chest with blue short, Lucien made his way inside his private gym. He had an obsession with gymnastics but found it rather refreshing for his body.

Intending to do some push-ups, his body was going to arch down but here came an ear piercing tone of his mother,

" Lucien! Lucien!! Where are you? Lucien! "

With a deep frown, Lucien hauled up himself from the ground and followed the way of her piercing voice. Mrs.Mitchell appeared holding a newspaper and yelled at her son furiously,

" Don't tell me, this murder has something to do with you?"

Lucien sighed tearing his eyes from her anxious mother. He really wanted to restrain himself from killing them but after leaving the girl in her house, he found everything rather more annoying. The way, she pleaded to save her, his self restrain broke down and went outside to rip off everyone violently.

Pursuing his lips together, he muttered lowly,

" It wasn't intentional."

Mrs. Mitchell became more furious. Throwing the paper away, she shouted heavily dissapointed on Lucien this time,

" God, Jesus! Lucien, what did I warn you earlier? We can't be suspected by humans. Have you thought one time that what would happen to me if you get hurt?"

Lucien was unbothered by his mother's blabbering. His dark eyes rested on the wild trees ahead of his mansion. The mistakes could be reprimanded anymore!

His personal assistant, Vincent showed up on the doorway,a little taken back to see Mrs.Mitchell over there. Vincent made a short bow respectively,

" Your Highness! The car is ready! "

Lucien hummed absentmindedly and turned around to meet his mother's questioning eyes. Vincent noticed the cold war between them and reported after letting out a dry cough,

" Queen Mother, that... that...The girl was actually healed by Lord's blood."

Mrs.Mitchell shouted hysterically,

" What? "

Lucien breathed out a soft sigh and responded after swallowing hard,

" I...I will take... responsibility.. Mother.."