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.”

they had driven off, Caleb was still as protective as a wolf

him

drive home, Caleb dozed off, resting peacefully against the

tranquil state, I was momentarily captivated by his serene

just how it is. But he rarely has episodes as

his cold medicine, and made sure he was tucked into bed

known Colin?” I ventured as we stepped out of the room to chat.

known him since he was fourteen, in the Genius Class,” Eric replied. That was the year the Langley family

like back then?” I was genuinely curious about the teenage Caleb, in

Eric said wistfully. “But in a powerful family, excellence can be

carried deeper meaning.

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some thought, I delicately broached the subject. “When did they

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

certificates

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

his own restrained way,” Eric explained, pointing to a particular photo. “This is from Mr. Caleb’s

photo, I suddenly felt a

so familiar…

young Colin was the epitome of innocence. Holding