Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 77

I’m not sure how long I was out, but when I woke up, I found Colin’s hand still cushioning my head.

Rubbing my forehead, I gazed at Colin, bleary–eyed. Had he been holding up my head the whole journey?

Over three hours…

Was he genuinely challenged or just playing the fool?

“Where are we?” I murmured.

“The Langley old house,” Colin whispered back, clutching my hand as if he feared something terrible.

Those pitiful yet captivating deep eyes of his always seemed to trigger a protective instinct in others.

“Don’t worry, I’m right here,” I reassured him, patting the back of his hand, though I was pretty scared myself.

What was this place, some kind of haunted manor in the middle of nowhere? The surrounding wilderness was eerie enough, and the house itself looked downright desolate.

And with the lights on at this hour, it resembled a scene straight out of a horror flick about a haunted village.

swallowed hard, mustering my courage and taking a firm grip on Colin’s hand as we got

the car.

Madam, please come this way,” Eric said, waiting for us at the

dragged Colin along, following Eric to meet

memorial tablets, probably praying for ancestral

tablet for Brendan’s eldest son, Colin’s father Ethan Langley. Though Colin was born out of wedlock, he

gaze was fixed intently on that tablet,

Ethan Langley was accompanied by another for someone named Logan Langley, likely Brendan’s grandson.

all perished in a car accident, the very heirs Brendan had painstakingly

initially the least favored by Brendan: indulgent,

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was cut short in that tragic accident, leaving Samuel as Brendan’s sole surviving

tradition as Brendan, the absence of an heir was a major issue–how could he let the Langley lineage end with him? That’s where Colin and I came into the picture.

family, our roles were clear: we

respects,” Brendan instructed after finishing his prayers,

wouldn’t take it, his eyes glued to the memorial tablet. I could tell he was filled

in me, but fearing Brendan’s reprimand, I softly coaxed him. “Colin, it’s time to offer your

me, his voice hoarse. “You’re all…

the depth of disappointment in his eyes.

All liars?