Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

A sudden hush fell over the room, the stillness palpable as uncertainty and fear crept into everyone’s eyes. No one could predict Caleb’s next move.

The silence in the living room was broken only momentarily before the place erupted once again.

“You lunatic, what the heck are you on about?” The old lady’s son–in–law moved as if to take a swing at Colin.

“The Langleys owe you nothing, spoiled you with roast beef and gravy, and not a thank you. Instead, you come here causing a scene, with faces thicker than the city walls!” I stepped forward to shield Colin.

The man, crazed with emotion, came at me with a push.

Colin wrapped his arm around me, pulled me close, and kicked the man away. “Don’t touch

her!”

The fury in Colin was palpable, his icy gaze drilling into the man he had just sent sprawling to the floor. “You want to die? I can make that happen.”

He picked up a golf club that was lying nearby and took a menacing step toward the man.

“Ah!” The man recoiled in terror, nearly wetting himself. “Madman, he’s lost it… Mom, he’s gone mad! He’s going to kill me!”

Colin’s swing stopped short, the club hovering in the air as he looked back at me, his eyes holding a taut restraint.

Perhaps, had I not been there

that club would have connected.

Was he afraid… the blood would frighten me? Or was he scared I’d come to fear him?

The old lady was terrified now, her finger trembling as she pointed at Colin. “You, you… you

madman.”

Colin let out a cold laugh and prodded the old lady back onto the couch with the golf club.

The old lady looked like she was about to have a heart attack.

“Bang!”

Colin brought the club down hard on a glass divider, shattering it.

As Colin lost control, everyone else paled with fear, scrambling to escape.

“Don’t leave! Didn’t you guys want to die?” Colin’s smirk was genuinely unsettling.

He smashed the objects around him, preferring to shatter them rather than let these people take them.

These people had come today to rob the Langley family blind.

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Screams filled the air as they fled in panic, terrified Colin might kill them in his rage.

Colin kept smashing, a man possessed.

“Eric, do something! He’s lost it,” the old lady’s daughter cried out to Eric.

Eric had been standing by the door all this time, detached, with the security guards blocking the exit. He spoke apologetically, “I’m sorry, but Mr. Caleb has a Certification of Psychological Disability. When he’s out of control, nobody can handle him.”

At that moment, I saw Eric coolly produce Colin’s Certification of Psychological Disability

once again.

The others were petrified, screaming and crying as they scrambled to their feet and ran for

the door.

Especially the old lady’s son–in–law, who was utterly terrified when Colin pinned him down..

“Mom, he’s a madman, a madman! Run!”

Chaos reigned in the living room for a moment, and then the old lady, shaky on her feet, was helped up by her daughter, and they, too, fled.

“Madman! Madman! The Langley family is doomed with you, a madman, in charge!” Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“It’s all going to fall apart!”

Soon enough, the living room quieted down.

I opened my mouth and then gave a thumbs up; indeed, sometimes it takes a bit of madness to quell the chaos.

Colin dropped the golf club, his menacing aura dissipating instantly, those icy eyes suddenly brimming with vulnerability. “Phoebe… I’m scared. They came into our house to take our

stuff.”

My mouth twitched involuntarily.

Who should really be scared here? I’m terrified…

“Madam, the Langley family’s distant relatives have always basked in the generosity of the main branch. When Mr. Brendan was in charge, they each received a substantial stipend every month, ranging from ten to fifty grand, but sadly, they never learned gratitude. Mr. Caleb cut off their allowance, and he had every right to do so,” Eric explained for Colin.

I nodded in agreement. “They don’t deserve it. These people will never be loyal.”

Eric nodded in concurrence.

“But… these people are still part of the Langley family. If they all turn around and throw their support for Henry…” I looked up at Eric, pondering the ramifications.