CHAPTER 59: Past Of Us

　　RUBY

　　"What do you mean your mother killed him?" I asked, looking at Vexon intently.

　　He averted his gaze. "Because of the situation we were in," he started speaking slowly, "Our life was perfect. Alan Bevine was the Mafia Gladiolus King. He was the best father in the world." I noticed how his eyes lit up as he started reminiscing those days fondly. "He always used to play with us, adore us, and never forced training on us."

　　He further continued, "One night, our house was under attack. Mom and Dad were trying to save us. They were fighting with the Aconites. All of my brothers were taken into the safety room," his voice got strained. I gave his hand a light squeeze, encouraging him to continue. "Except me. I was not aware of anything going on because I was taking a long bath."

　　Bath? Seriously?

　　I wanted to speak, but looking at his sad face, I decided not to open my mouth.