Chapter 182 - One Hundred And Eighty-Two: Worried Over Someones Child (2/2)

Everyone was alone with his or her thoughts until I felt a fierce gape and turned around only for my eyes to lock with Niklaus'.

My breath caught in my throat while my pulse quickened. Why was my body reacting like this? Why was he the only one capable of melting me slowly?

The look in Niklaus' eyes made me weak at the knee, it was so hot and scalded my skin even though it did nothing but bring back memories of that night.

I looked away, this was dangerous. It was as if Niklaus was having sex with me with his eyes. Gosh, I was beginning to feel wet under.

Maya, cut it out! I scolded myself, this wasn't time to salivate over my irresistibly hot ex-boyfriend.

Thank God, Lucas returned that moment before he continued the lust of the eyes.

”None of them left the building”

”What?!”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

”If they didn't leave that means - ”

”They're here and neatly hidden” I took the words right out from Niklaus' mouth

How was that possible? Does it mean the kids were still in my place? Where had I overlooked?

Then why was the door open? Unless Anabelle had forgotten to lock it after she escorted granny out.

Oh my God, it was beginning to make sense.

”But where could they ….”

Cecil was still asking when the so thought missing Anabelle staggered into the room, walked past Niklaus, and lied down on the empty couch.

Everyone was bewildered, what just happened?

As if someone said ”Jack Robinson” we all rushed to the unconcerned sleeping girl.

”Anabelle! Where are the others?” I shook her but the girl just fluttered her eyelashes, mumbled some indecipherable words, and went back to sleep.

”That's it !”

I was about to yank her off that sofa with the anger in me when the others stopped me but something else happened.

My brows lifted and my nose wrinkled when a familiar scent wafted into my nostrils causing me to freeze. The others noticed the change in me and loosened their grip.

I leaned closer and sniffed Anabelle like a police dog sniffing a crime scene. My face turned Scarlet from fury as I finally put two and two together. That brat, Isabella!

”I know where they are” My voice was deep yet taut, a sign of me trying to curtail my anger.

”You really do?”

Cecil asked but I stormed off in the direction of my room while they followed after me briskly.

”Pull up the bed”

I commanded no one in particular but Lucas who looked like something a heavy breeze could blow away any moment, stepped forward and lifted the bed effortlessly.

Lo and behold, Pedro and Isabella were sleeping on their sides with their backs touching each other. There came sharp gasps from the stunned audience.

I picked up the half remaining limited edition bottled Smirnoff

green appletini that I had kept hidden for future purposes- so granny doesn't take notice of it.

”Did they drink that?” Cecil lifted a trembling hand to her mouth.

I gestured to the glasses in the little bucket that brat had also hidden under the bed, which contained liquid droplets - evidence of the consumed drinks.

”Take your drunk kids home everyone, this party is over ” I announced and vacated the room.

I left my apartment entirely and climbed further up the stairs, reaching another floor before I sat down on the bare cemented ground.

I took a huge sip out of the remaining drink. I was in so much pain at the moment and I needed to get drunk to take away the pain. Sadly, this drink wouldn't do.

About to take another drink out of the bottle, it was snatched away from my grip by Niklaus who I glowered at.

”Give it back!”

”Look, I'm probably sure this is all my daughter's fault and I know  you're angry - I'm not even proud of what she did - but getting yourself drunk is not the right way to get rid of the fury”

”Do you know how scared and anxious I was today because your daughter was missing? I was so stricken with anxiety that I couldn't think straight, I was so anxious over someone's daughter that isn't mine! ” I screamed at him.

I was so angry, I wanted a release and he was the perfect candidate.

”I'm sorry ” he apologized yet it made me further angry but the funny part was that he wasn't even the source of the anger.

”I was dead worried over someone's child yet my own mother has never worried over me” the tears began to stream down my eyes.

”Does she even have a heart?”