Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 137

“Heh…consider yourself lucky not to have been killed, picking a fight with a mentally ill patient with aggressive tendencies. You must have a death wish,” the officer chided.

The middle–aged man was visibly shaken, his loud protests now silenced.

Eric glanced at Caleb and spoke respectfully. “Young Master, we can go home now.”

Caleb reached out and took my hand, whispering, “Phoebe… let’s head back.”

I was inexplicably irked, unsure of the source of my annoyance.

At the door, the little girl’s family had arrived to pick her up. They looked well–off, which put my mind at ease.

“See you around, Miss, Mr. handsome,” the little girl waved before being ushered into the car by a man who had quite the presence and wasn’t too hard on the eyes.

“Thanks for everything,” the man said, a perfect gentleman, expressing his gratitude to both me and Caleb.

“No sweat,” I replied with a casual smile, keeping it polite.

Caleb, however, was on high alert, keeping me firmly behind him.

The man gave Caleb a nod and a smile. “I’ll leave you be, then.”

after they had driven off, Caleb was still

and nudged him into

drive home, Caleb dozed off, resting peacefully against the

I was momentarily captivated by his

condition…it’s just how it is. But he rarely has episodes as long as he’s not provoked,” Eric explained in hushed

we got home, coaxed Caleb into taking his cold medicine, and made sure he

you known Colin?” I ventured as we stepped out of

fourteen, in the Genius Class,” Eric replied. That was the year the Langley family

was he like back then?” I was genuinely curious about the teenage Caleb, in the prime of his youth.

wherever he stood,” Eric said wistfully. “But in

words carried deeper

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subject. “When did they find out about his

Eric led me to a small room in the attic and opened the door. Inside

certificates filled the

stood in shock, taking in a room full of accolades, unable to

Caleb in his own restrained way,” Eric

in the photo, I suddenly felt a headache.

so

and clear eyes. The young Colin was the epitome of innocence. Holding a trophy, he