Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 65

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.”

I exchanged

invited the crème de la crème of Sea City. Tonight, you must

elite circle of Sea City

can go. If Brendan asks, tell him I’m dealing with morning sickness and need the father of

The nanny’s voice was

does, it doesn’t matter.” Right now, with the baby, as long as my demands weren’t too

nanny nodded and

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room and shut the door behind me, speaking in a hushed tone. “If the child is

sat in the corner, silent as stone. His body was covered in wounds, blood

the first aid kit and began to treat

expression.

What a madman…

not feel

for death, or will you collaborate with me?” I

said after

eye. “I’ll

spoke up. “Once Samuel’s gone,

of the picture, Brendan would need someone to hold

name.

family fell into outsiders‘ hands, reclaiming it would be