âBella⦠Axel, Ralph, Steve, and I are outside Christopherâs villa.â
Asherâs voice rolled like thunder.
He kept things short.
However, assurance and intimidation were present in his tone of
voice.
âIâm fine, Ash. Youâre all being dramatic.â Bella rubbed her temples, already imagining the commotion
going on out there.
âDramatic? Bella, you spent the night at another manâs home. You were out all night! We nearly wept in
panic,â Axel cried out loud.
âDid that Iverson boy touch you, Bella? Were you there of your own
free will, or did he set you up? Iâve got the cuffs ready for him.â Ralph was a police officer through and
through. One word from Bella, and he would rush in to arrest Christopher.
âCalm down! Chill the heck out!â
Bella put on her heels in a panic and walked out the door.
Outside, fancy cars surrounded Christopherâs villa.
âMs. Bella!â
Teary-eyed, Steven went up and held her shoulders. âAre you alright D Did Christopher lay a finger on
you?â
âNo one would lay a finger on me unless they wanted the Thompsons oron their tail.â Bella found them
overstraining themselves with anxiety.
âBella!â
Her three brothers gathered around. They were relieved that Bella
looked fine and her clothes were intact.
âGood morning, Asher, Axel.â
Christopher approached with a smile and turned to Ralph. âAh, youâre
here too, Ralph. I guess itâs not busy at the station this morning.â
Ralph gritted his teeth, tempted to just cuff the gu
guy.
Axel was not having it. âWeâre not on a first-name basis. Thatâs Mr.
Axel Thompson to you!â
âThatâs true. I have not been back for a long time. We have grown
apart, I suppose.â
Christopher did not mind them. Instead, he took a lingering look at
Bella. âI donât care what you think of me, but my feelings for Bella
have never changed.â
This was the second time Christopher hid their princess.
Although Christopher did nothing, his behavior constantly tested the
Thompson brothersâ patience.
âCome on, guys. We should head home.â Sensing the tension in the
air, Bella tugged on Asherâs and Axelâs sleeves while giving them a
look.
âTake Bella home.â
With furrowed brows, Asher grabbed Bellaâs hand and gave her a little
squeeze. âMr. Iverson, a word, please.â
Christopher kept a friendly smile. âSure.â
Seeing that there was no talking sense into Asher, Bella was escorted
into the car by her brothers and Steven.
As the car drove away, Bella looked out the window, and her heart
dropped.
The dried pool of blood on a blanket of snow by the road was
alarming.
Tension was thick in the living room.
Asher sat sternly on the sofa with his legs crossed.
His gaze on Christopher was not as kind as before.
âHere, have some tea.â Christopher served him a drink.
âI donât need it. Iâll make this quick.â
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