One thing Christopher, no everyone, one thing everyone failed to understand was that although Henry was deeply in love with his second wife, Grace, he treated all his sons equally. Be it the rebellious son of his late first wife, or the all abiding son from his second and current wife.Henry treated them all equally, with thick brutality if they ever happen to mess up his plans, just like how Christopher had gone and ruined ages old preparations even without knowing it.The sting on his cheek had just died down when Christopher turned to his father. "Dad...?" Those were the only words he could squeeze through his lips while Roxanne silently watched, Amber too but in silence as she could not comprehend what was happening before her eyes.Christopher had paraded himself as the beloved child of his father so many times, going on about how much Henry loved him more than Lance and all that, to the point that Amber never imagined such a thing happening.Yet it was."You insolent Child! Why
Roxanne felt her body being pulled into one of the many rooms of the huge Laurent Mansion. Her back hit the wall just as the door slammed close beside her."Ouch! What the..." Her words came to a halt as Lance's face suddenly appeared in front of her.How did he get here?! No, more importantly What was he doing here?! She could hear the thumping of her own heartbeat ringing in her ears."You..." Roxanne began, pointing the tip of her finger in Lance's direction. "What are you doing here?""Am I not welcomed in my own house, anymore?" Lance asked causally, almost ignoring the fact that they had had an argument less than three hours ago.But that wasn't the case for Roxanne. The moment she remembered the words he had said about her parents and how he had undermined her just a few hours ago, Roxanne swung his hand off her shoulder."Hands off." She retaliated harshly. "And don't think you can be all friendly and buddy buddy after all that happened."Lance stared at her with an expression
Roxanne returned to the dinning table after that. But she couldn't help feeling that Lance wanted to tell her something more. And only did it hit her, that she forgot to ask why he had pulled her into that room, when she sat down in one of the chairs- precisely the furthest one away from Christopher."So, which of you wants to explain this whole engagement cancelation charade to me?" Henry asked as he took a slice of his meat.Grace, who was beside him, glanced at both Roxanne and Christopher, mostly at Roxanne and the blonde could literally see the warnings in her eyes."Don't misspeak." The silent words were clear, but Roxanne rolled her eyes and sliced into her meat, putting the price in her mouth and enjoying the delicious taste.Meanwhile, Christopher fidgeted in his seat. He thought Henry had forgotten the topic, but turns out that his father had a keen memory."That's a private matter." Christopher decided to play along."We're your parents and I want to know what happened betw
Silence engulfed the entire room after Roxanne's question. It didn't take her long to realize that she had touched a subject that was meant to be untouched.But she could no longer back down. Now she knew that it was all or none, so, straightening her shoulders and carrying her head high, she asked once more."My parents, you knew them?"Henry glanced away from her momentarily and cleared his throat. "Yeah, your parents... They worked on a project with me for a while. It was brief so I had only just realized that you were their daughter."What obvious lies, Roxanne thought as she effortlessly saw through the elderly mans' lies. He was hiding something else, she was sure of that.And what project is he talking about? Was it perhaps the project labelled Cypher in her father's journal? She could not be sure, but Henry and the Cube family seemed to have more clues and evidence she needed to start deciphering the mystery behind her parents death that had recently been brought to light.The
"Lance!" Roxanne was surprised to see the male standing at her front door. She quickly glanced behind her at Colton who was busy eating, and quickly stepped out closing the door behind her."What...what are you doing here?""I need to talk to you." Lance started to walk past her, and she blocked his path."You need to talk to me? Here? Now?" She was a little surprised that he was showing up, and she had no idea why.Lance noticed how she was blocking his path, he stopped and eyed her suspiciously."Is there a problem?""No. I just...what do you want? I mean, what do you need to talk to me about?""Can we go inside? I don't think we should discuss this here." Lance informed. He was a little puzzled by her reaction, but didn't question it. "Can we?""Uh," Roxanne bit her lower lip and glanced back at the door. She didn't know what to do.With how Lance is and Colton being in the house, she knew that things were going to ride down the wrong path.Just great! More wrongness to her already
Roxanne couldn't remember when it had happened.Sometime during her summer break years ago. She and her parents had gone on a picnic situated in the lush greens of one of their many picnic spots. They had eaten all of the delicious foods, talked to their hearts content and then moved onto games.Roxanne's favorite yet worse part. It was her favorite part because it was all fun and games and her worse because for some reason she couldn't ever seem to beat her parents at each and every game.Just like the usual times, Roxanne sighed out in defeat, allowing her lips form a pout as defeat sank in."No fair." She protested while looking at the peice of crumbled bricks. "You and mom know how to play this way more than me. You're older!" She added in.Both her parent's chuckled. "Come on, Roxy, since when does age determine the amount of luck you have in life?" Her mother said with a warm smile in her lips.Roxanne folded her arms and huffed out. "It should, mom. Everyone knows it, older peo
Roxanne's new discovery left her feeling conflicted.She wanted to confront Lance and ask him where he had gotten the neck lace and have him explain a whole lots of things to her, but after the Oscar worthy performance she had shoved in his face, she dared not.Even though she didn't like the male all too much, she had a conscience and was smart enough to know that no one would want to talk to a person who had just displayed all what she just had.Talk about perfect timing.Life just had to reveal yet another peice of her puzzle after her heated argument with Lance. As if her life wasn't already bad enough."Ugh." Roxanne groaned and chugged down the last of her wine in her glass. She flipped her father's journal close and shoved it away, no longer wanting to see things that made her thinking about the depressing situation her life was in.She got up from the table and walked to the sink. She dumped the empty wine bottle into the trash and set her glass into the sink.She didn't know
It had been more than one week since he last contacted her.Lance stared at his phone screen with Roxanne's last text message displayed for his eyes. It was a rather usual message coming from her, after all, the feisty sunshine of his would never send something like this in her right sense...Yeah, that was the only explanation for it, she wasn't in her right sense.Lance chuckled and placed his phone down on the table in front of him, locking the screen as he reached for his shot of vodka. The burning sensation of the drink slowly warming his throat helped him to calm down his racing thoughts and mind.For the first few seconds, all worrisome thoughts of Roxanne had disappeared, but then they came back in a flood of memories and the male groaned.Just what he needed for his already stressed day, he thought and placed his glass down just as he phone began to vibrate.His lavender eyes snapped towards his phone, only to find it lighting up, showing that a new text message had arrived.