Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Inside the dimly lit room, Samuel had his goons rough up Colin. To put it nicely, it was to punish him, to keep him from harming others. To be blunt, It was a malicious release of pent–up anger. But I could tell Samuel was holding back. He dared not let them beat Colin to death, not when. the fate of the baby growing inside me was still uncertain.

I knew what Samuel was waiting for. Once my child was safely brought into the world, he’d have no qualms about getting rid of Colin, erasing the so–called blemish of the Langley family.

name.

“What are you doing here?” Samuel’s voice was heavy with reproach. “It’s bloody in here, and you’re pregnant. You should be resting. Take the young miss away.”

Colin, clutching his head, had a look of fierce resolve and murderous intent.

I knew he wasn’t the type to concede defeat. Even if these men beat him to death, he wouldn’t give in.

“I went to the doctor today,” I said softly, feigning fright. “They said my hormone levels are all over the place. They need the baby’s father to be with me, to calm me down, or else there’s a risk of miscarriage.”

Samuel scoffed. “Is that so?”

The nanny hurried over. “Yes, I accompanied the young miss.”

She was keen on keeping herself safe and naturally wouldn’t contradict me over such a trivial matter.

With a snort, Samuel wheeled himself closer to me. “Dress up nicely tonight. You’re carrying the Langley family’s Child; you’re a hero to them. The old man wants to introduce you to everyone. Get yourself ready.”

My heart skipped a beat as I exchanged a glance with the nanny.

The nanny whispered, “Mr. Brendan’s thrilled. He’s invited the crème de la crème of Sea City. Tonight, you must be very careful with your words and actions.”

Tonight, it seemed the entire elite circle of Sea City would be in attendance.

I took a deep breath and nodded. “You can go. If Brendan asks, tell him I’m dealing with morning sickness and need the father of my child to stay with me a while longer.”

“And if he asks the doctor?” The nanny’s voice was tinged with anxiety.

“He won’t ask. And even if he does, it doesn’t matter.” Right now, with the baby, as long as my demands weren’t too outrageous, they’d be met.

The nanny nodded and left.

I entered the room and shut the door behind me, speaking in a hushed tone. “If the child is born without issue, they’ll kill you.”

Colin sat in the corner, silent as stone. His body was covered in wounds, blood trickling from a cut near his eye.

I grabbed the first aid kit and began to treat his injuries. He was numb, unflinching, void of any

expression.

What a madman…

Can he not feel any pain?

“What’s your plan? Sit here and wait for death, or will you collaborate with me?” I asked quietly.

“Collaborate.” he finally said after a long pause.

I sighed as I looked at the cut near his eye. “I’ll find a way to get you out when I can.”

“No need.” Colin spoke up. “Once Samuel’s gone, the old man will let me out.”

If Samuel were out of the picture, Brendan would need someone to hold up the Langley family

name.

My unborn child wasn’t here yet, and if the Langley family fell into outsiders‘ hands, reclaiming it would be a challenge.

By then, as the sole heir to the Langley family, Colin would naturally be entitled to step forward. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“You… plan to kill him?” I asked instinctively.

Was he finally revealing his true nature?

Colin’s eyes darkened. “He doesn’t deserve it.”

His disdain was palpable as if saying Samuel didn’t even warrant his effort.

A shiver of fear ran through me, afraid of what Colin might do if he truly set his mind to it.

At that moment, he didn’t seem like a madman but more like… a demon.

“What are you going to do?” I wanted to know his plan.

*Just make sure you take care of yourself,” he replied, not divulging anything more.

I didn’t dare to press further. After tending to his wounds, I was ready to leave.

“Phoebe…” he called out my name.