16 The Idea.. (1/2)

”The rest is history my Lord.”, Julius looked into the eyes of the Lord and smiled bitterly.

Knowing that the butler had hid few things from him, Alexander didn't persuade him to speak.

He knew that it was not the authority for the butler to speak, yet he decided to give a brief instance about it which was enough.

”You may leave.”, he ordered.

Julius nodded obediently and left the room as he knew the Lord needed space for himself. He understood how the Lord must be feeling at the moment. The Lord suffered a great injustice and wished that he could provide justice to himself and his deceased parents.

After narrating the brief story, he stopped. He wanted the Lord to figure out things all by his own.

He knew the whole story yet decided to stop in between. It was high time for the Lord to find his true identity out.

As the butler stepped out of his room, the strong Alexander who has mastered the art of hiding emotions, felt at loss.

He abruptly sat on his chair and held his head with both his hands.

Everything in his mind was a complete mess right now.

'Why did she die?'

'Who killed her?'

'Why didn't father marry my mother?'

'Why didn't I ever see her once?'