After leaving Malissa in the room underground, Hayden returned to his room to find a very worried-looking Auntie pacing around his living room. He glanced around at the overly decorated dining table along with the immense amount of untouched food as he wondered what this feast of a party was supposed to be for.
“What’s this?” he asked bluntly.
“Hayden! Why are you back so late?! Where is Malissa? She was supposed to meet me here to check the decoration and everything else. I called her but she didn’t turn up. I called her again and again…” Auntie wailed in panic.
Hayden watched with furrowed brows as the old woman wrung her hands around like she was about to burst out crying. He quickly realized that she had not replied to his question at all and had asked him many more questions in return.
“Answer my question first,” Hayden demanded curtly.
“Malissa called me earlier. She said she wanted to have a special dinner with you, so I helped her prepare it. But when I called her to come here, she didn’t turn up. I’ve been waiting all this time. Was she with you? Where is she now?” Auntie asked anxiously.
Hayden glanced over at the overly elaborate effort to set up a special dinner. If Malissa hadn’t wandered into Harvey’s wing and met Harvey, they would probably be having a joyous dinner together right around now. However, he knew well that that wasn’t possible anymore.
“Malissa already left the mansion,” Hayden replied flatly.
Auntie gasped in shock and her hands flew to cover her mouth.
“What? That’s impossible. What happened? Why did she leave so suddenly?” Auntie said in shock.
“She’s gone and that is all that you need to know. Please arrange to pack up her things from her room,” Hayden said passively.
“You can’t be serious…” Auntie whispered.
“Do as I say,” Hayden said firmly before walking away towards his bedroom.
“Hayden! Wait!” Auntie called after him.
Hayden didn’t reply and didn’t look back. The door to his bedroom opened and he disappeared through it before the door closed firmly behind him. Auntie’s sorrowful eyes glanced from the closed door of Hayden’s bedroom to the decorated dining table full of food and flowers.
“Malissa…where did you go?” Auntie whispered regretfully.
…
Harvey watched from his seat on the sofa as his younger brother approached him. His eyes tried to read his brother’s emotionless face before he sighed in resignation. His attention wandered to the dog sleeping peacefully on his lap as his hand continued stroking its head gently. His eyes flickered toward his brother once again when Hayden sat down on the sofa opposite from where he was seated.
“So, where did you dump her body?” Harvey asked mockingly.
Hayden’s eyes narrowed at his brother and Harvey faked a mocking look of fear as he placed a hand over his chest.
“She’s underground and that’s all that you need to know,” Hayden replied curtly.
“Oh…so she’s still breathing…” Harvey said, clearly amused.
“She won’t meet or talk to anyone. You don’t have to worry,” Hayden said monotonously.
“Hmm…so you couldn’t bring yourself to kill her…interesting…” Harvey said before smiling.
“You shouldn’t have touched her…you took your sick jokes too far,” Hayden said with an edge to his voice.
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