THE 3RD MISSION V

Mrs Haveir was currently packing her things in a hurry as she was avoiding the Media. She don't know what exactly happened or to how it happened but the moment she wake up the next morning, her house was filled with flashing cameras, media reporters and even commoners who loves gossips. It's been already 3 days but uproar outside didn't subsided. Whenever she have a chance to peek even in her window, the reporters will immediately flashed their cameras and asked questions she don't understand. She tried contacting either Sebastian nor Daniel Haveir but neither of them answered her call. Day and night, only her and her maid left inside the mansion. Untill she finally decided to leave the house.

When she saw the news about their scandal a few days ago, she almost had a heart attack. She don't have any recollection about the matter. The forsaken oath her husband made, the scene she did and specially to what she said to Sebastian and Carla Haveir. She still couldn't grasp the situation as to why she did it, to why her husband relinquish his responsibility as the head of the house and to how she reveal the relationship between her son and Carla.

Her maid was in the door way, watching her in distraught state.

"Lilith, hurry we don't have much time"

"Madam, how are we going to passed through them?"

"Don't think about it now. Just packed your things up or do you want to stay here?"

"No Madam. My loyalty will always be with you. I will serve you till the end"

"Good then. Now hurry. Packed up"

The maid hurriedly left. She don't really have much things to packed up, just a couple of shirts, underwear, pants and shoes are enough for her. Mrs. Haveir securely packed her jewelry, diamonds, cards, land title and even her expensive collection of bags, shoes, and dresses. She was busy folding her garments in her bed neatly when her phone rungs loudly. It took her seconds to grab her phone inside her pants pocket and stare at her phone's caller i.d before answering.

"WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU? WHY HAVEN'T YOU COME HOME FOR ALMOST A WEEK?"

"Oh, so you're still concerned about me huh? I thought you also forsaken me like what your Husband did"

"What are you talking about? You are my only son, how can I even leave you behind? Do you even have any idea what happened to our family? To our company? Our reputation? Do you even have a slightest concern about me or your father?"

"Father? I have still have a father? hah! hahaha Haven't you saw the news?He left us. Abandoned us. The whole city are currently taking about us, about how a prominent company hide a very disgusting secret that even a dog can't eat. How a respectable family

They're feasting our downfall"

"I don't know how it happened exactly but Sebastian don't come home for now, our house are full of reporters. I'm stuck in here for 4 days. But I'm going to leave now. I already have a chopper waiting at the rooftop. I want you to meet me at our private villa. I know you know where is it right?"

"I'm sorry. I still have important things to settle first before meeting you. I need to finish what I started"

"Sebastian, you----"

*toot*

*toot*

*too*

The call immediately ended. As she slammed her phone on the bed frustratingly while rubbing her temples. Her husband, now even her son don't listen to her anymore. The family she tried to maintain is now finally talking their own decisions without her. Without informing her.

On the other side, when the call ended, Sebastian immediately called his secretary to fetch some important documents in his office at the company and delivery it to him in his secret location.

Driving in his fastest speed, he headed to the destination where he brought Alexander Frances to kill.

"I'll meet you so soon, little bitch and when I do, I'll make sure we're going to enjoy our time together. Just you and me"

A horrifying smile drawn within his thin lips. An eye of a beast that will devour it's pray just by looking at it. With a lethal gaze in the driveway, imagining the fun activities he'll do to make Alexander Frances regretted knowing their race.

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To Be Continued

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