Mr Moore ended the call, this action provoked Kingsley to his bones. He gripped his phone tightly before marching towards the table.
He hastily grabbed his car keys and stormed out of the house. Kingsley's countenance has changed, the faint lines on his face signified how upset he was.
He opened the driver's door and sat on the seat before inserting the keys into the igniter.
He ignited the car, the gatekeepers knew he was the one riding out so they quickly opened the gate for him and soon, he drove out.
He accelerated the car's speed, and the only thought in his head was to go get his wife back!
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"What have you done?? No matter how you see it, Kingsley is her husband now!" Margaret yelled at her husband, her face was so red in frustration. She was almost out of breath explaining to her husband this thing.
Mr Moore ran a hand through his hair as his anger built up in his chest. "And that fact is what I want to change." After saying his piece, he gestured to the butler who was standing close to a pillar in the dining area.
The middle-aged man walked towards them and bowed slightly "Sir, you called."
Mr Moore pointed outside while ordering "Make sure the security men are on standby, no one is allowed to come in or go out. Understand?" He stretched out the last word through gritted teeth.
The butler nodded and Margaret chewed on her lower lip in annoyance.
Seeing the butler left, Mr Moore whispered. "Kingsley might be coming already, I can't let him come in." He said to the hearing of his wife.
Margaret only rolled her eyes before storming out of the living room. Mr. Moore's loud voice said from behind her "You want to go open the door for your daughter? Well, the keys are with me, for your information" he mocked and Margaret paused, her hand on the stair railings.
She grunted "Screw you" with that, she matched upstairs making Mr Moore's face fall.
His wife had never cursed him before, this made him sigh before settling on the couch close by.
He blinked a few times and another heavy sigh escaped his lips. Remembering how the guards dragged Jasmine upstairs earlier, he bit on his lower lip.
Regret flashed past his eyes, and his earlier tough demeanor turned soft as he let out another sigh for the umpteenth time that day.
"I'm sorry but I can't help it" he whispered to no one in particular. In the moment of his remorseful moment, a hurried footstep brought him out of his sea of thoughts.
"Mr. Trevor" The butler's troubled voice made Mr Moore rise from the couch, he had a bad premonition.
Just as he had expected, the butler announced "Kingsley Elm is at the gate causing a commotion. He threatened to pull down the gate if he isn't allowed into the compound" he rushed out his words, his hands trembling a little bit and this reaction didn't go past Mr Moore's gaze.
And that was how everyone dreaded the man called Kingsley Elm! The cold-blooded monster.
If he could kill his parents, then who are mere people who are not his relatives that he couldn't kill??
But Mr. Moore was stubborn, he would face Kingsley head on...all to protect his sick princess, Jasmine.
"Let him in" he uttered,the butler nodded multiple times before dashing off, leaving Mr. Moore to himself.
Mr. Moore paced around the living room, he was in a air-conditioned room but sweat started to form on his neck.
He was nervous but he just wanted to protect his girl from someone like Kingsley. He can't afford to lose his daughter.
Outside the house, in the dark of the night, Kingsley drove his car at full speed into the compound of the Trevor family.
The household staffs started to despatch out of fear.
The butler almost wet his pants when Kingsley gracefully climbed out of his car. The cold breeze blew his long black hair to the back and those black eyeballs darkened even more, giving him a kinda of an eerie feeling around him.
"Where is Mr Moore?" Kingsley's cold voice rang and the butler felt electricity passing through his head to his legs as he trembled.
He tried to hold himself by clasping his hands in front of him "In the living room,sir-sir" he stammered, his head lowered,almost touching his knees. There was no way he going to look at this man before him.
Seeing the catfish called a butler, Kingsley rolled his eyes at the reaction before he pushed past him. The butler lost balance as he staggered out of Kingsley's way.
The two maids at the door didn't wait for Kingsley to get near before they opened both sides of the door with diligence, they hid at the back of the door and waited for him to pass.
Never have the staffs in Trevor's family house felt this type of fear. But Kingsley Elm made them this nervous and scared.
Entering the living room, Kingsley's face tightened the moment he saw Mr Moore, his eyes deepened a little as they became small.
Mr Moore who had prepared himself to meet Kingsley privately could no longer feel the morale coursing through him again. His legs passed out on their own, and he had to hold onto a chair to support himself before sitting on the chair.
He could feel Kingsley's piercing eyes on him as he came nearer.
Standing a few feet from Mr Moore, Kingsley's low but threatening voice rang out slowly "Where the hell is my wife?? Bring her out this minute" no ounce of smile on his face, he was dead serious.
His aura was everywhere, making the living room a little too stuffy.
"I-I can't.." Mr. Moore still tried to stand his ground while his eyes were on the floor.
Kingsley matched towards Mr Moore, he squatted before Mr Moore making the old man shiver in fear on the chair he was sitting on.
A small smile on Kingsley's face, one that looked like a pure smile but underneath, it was a sinister smile "Mr Moore, it would do you a lot of good if you don't try to be a hero right now." His eyes blazed in anger, his smile dropping from his face as he suddenly grabbed Mr Moore's thigh, his long fingers almost penetrating his skin.
At this point, Mr Moore's arms were wrapped around his body as his face was drained of color, his lips trembling. He bowed his head, he could feel Kingsley's gaze on him due to their proximity now. "You will hurt her. I can't lose my daughter. She's all I have. Losing her might kill me...." He whispered even in fear, his voice shaking as he shut his eyes and begged "Don't hurt my child, please"
He begged but Kingsley's next action shocked him to the core.