Chapter 135

CHAPTER 135 Luther didn’t fight. He was allowed to leave, even though he didn’t tell who he was working for. Alfred knew who he was, but Benjamin thought he was just part of the security gang. Since he didn’t fight, Benjamin didn’t see the reason to kill him.

Though Alfred wanted to clean everything that had happened at the pizza hut, Damian told to leave things to him.

Christopher and the rest of the staff were outside. After hearing the gunshots, they had already called the police. They were too terrified to enter the store.

However, the first person that had arrived at the scene was none other than the chairman of Rye’s Pizzas, along with Aļlegra, his pale secretary and personal maid. Christopher kept shamelessly drooling at Allegra and couldn’t look elsewhere ever since she arrived.

Benjamin had already left the scene as Alfred had taken him away to a different place.

Allegra took care of the situation outside while Samael went in.

“Whoa...” Seeing the decapitated head and the dead bodies, Samael seemed slightly surprised. “Such a mess you guys have made.” He looked at Damian and Sasha. She was still somewhat shivering.

Sasha quickly shook her head. “It wasn’t us who killed them. It was—”before she could say the name, Damian put his hand on her mouth and said, “I’ll take the responsibility, sir. Everything happened because of me.” Samael faintly smiled. “Is that so? Why don’t we have a little private chat?” He put his hand on Damian’s shoulder and took him into another room.

“How are we going to get out of his mess?” Sasha started crying. “Are our careers over? If I end up in jail, what will happen to my grandmother?” As she was thinking, the police sirens reached her ears, and her whole body shook visibly. However, the police vehicles stopped only briefly. After Allegra interacted with them, they left just as fast as they had come. Christopher asked her what she had told the police, but she told him she’d tell him once he sheds half of his weight. Meanwhile, Alfred and Benjamin were about a mile away from Rye’s Pizzas.

“I talked with your father on the phone last night,” Alfred was peering at Benjamin. “I didn’t tell him everything, but he’s already disappointed with you. If you don’t return within a month, he said you can just forget about ever returning.” Benjamin’s heart almost exploded from hearing those words. “What are you saying? I-Is he banishing me from the clan?” “No one has ever been out of the clan’s territory for an entire year,” Alfred said, frowning,” not even the foot soldiers, let alone the king. Understandably, he’s disappointed. How long can he keep the throne empty, Master? Whether you return alone, or you return with your wife, he just wants you to do it before the next lunation starts. So, to be more accurate, you don’t even have 30 days left.”

Benjamin gritted his teeth, his gaze implicating warning. “You both are in this together, aren’t you?” he raised his hand and almost punched in Alfred’s face for saying hinting he could just return without his wife.

Alfred didn’t even flinch. He didn’t say anything, either. Benjamin’s mouth turned down, and he lowered his fist, but veins still carved blue pathways on his skin. “I ran away from home because you guys forced me to do something I didn’t like.” His eyes turned teary and covered the chagrin. “If my mother was alive... she wouldn’t have let things get this far.” He paused for a second. “Rebecca cooked for me yesterday. She sweated for hours in the kitchen for me but didn’t show any tiredness when she met me. Perhaps my mother would have loved me the same way.” He nodded his head as he poked Alfred’s chest,” Tell him, I’m seeing my mother in her. The mother I missed growing up. And I’m not leaving her for anything.” Saying that he walked away.

After Benjamin was no longer within earshot, Alfred took a mobile out of his pocket. The call was already on. “You heard him.

He’s bent on being with her, my lord.”

The one on the other side of the call exhaled audibly. “Under all the rock-hard facade he puts on, he’s still got a soft heart seeking love. There’s still one month left. Even mothers can become enemies overnight in the outside world. A lot can change, but let’s wait and see.”

At the Salvation Auction.

“As usual, we’re going to start the event with the exclusive golden seed,” the event manager addressed the audience in the grand hall that had almost 12,000 seats. “After all, a mustard seed of faith is enough for salvation, they say. And whoever wins this golden seed of salvation this year will be eligible to freely attend all the future auctions without having to pay the entrance fee.” Everyone began clapping. Soon, the bidding started. Artur was sitting in the front row. Elizabeth was in the sixth row.

Veronica, George, Nolan and Dorothy were in the hundredth row.

The starting bid for the golden seed of salvation was 144,000 as it was every year. Elizabeth participated and persisted up to five million dollars, but that was it. Veronica lasted until eight million, but then Artur raised it to twenty million dollars. And that made him win.

Once the real auction started, all kinds of items from modern to medieval times were brought onto the stage. Elizabeth managed to successfully bid four items for a total of 70 million dollars. Veronica, on the other hand, only won one item, which cost her a whole lot more than she ever expected. However, she didn’t regret it. What she bought was a medieval calligraphy written by a king who was known as the greatest lover and husband in the world after he offered his heart to the enemies in order to free his queen. The enemies had indeed freed the queen, thinking she would amount to nothing, but that queen later united her kingdom and fought the enemies and won against them and conquered the enemy lands until where her husband was buried. It was a great tale from the past, which was made into many movies. Even Jacob made a version of that story and profited from it, so Veronica thought her father would really love the calligraphy At the same time, somewhere else in the city. Rebecca was driving in her Porsche, looking tense as well as angry. She had tried calling Jane, but her mobile was switched off.

“She surrendered her all to that pig, and yet he cheats on her,” a furious frown creased Rebecca’s heart. As Donovan’s face flashed in her mind, fury flickered in every fiber of her heart. She was too hot, literally. “This is why you should never look desperate in front of men, or they’ll take you too easy. The more you try to show your love, the more you may come across as weird or boring. It’s crazy how the adult world works. Things were much easier and straightforward when we were kids, but you can’t stop much less turn time backward.”

Her car stopped in front of Jane’s apartment. Jane’s grandmother was sitting outside on the stairs, where her little shop used to be there. Normally, Rebecca would have greeted her, but she just rushed past her today. She climbed the stairs and reached Jane’s room. The door was open, so she went in. Nobody was there in the living room or the kitchen. She went straight to Jane’s room and opened the door. “Jane, I should tell you about...”

Donovan was there alone, standing in a loosely wrapped towel, having just had a bath. Whether it was on purpose or not, after seeing Rebecca, the towel covering Donovan’s private parts dropped to the floor.