Chapter 33: Pressing charges and shocking news
The engagement party ended at the late hour of the night. Some younger people stayed at the hotel’s bar, but most of the guests had left already.
The two families of the betrothed were already planning their children’s marriage, which only made Azrael’s head ached more. He suffered a scolding, at that age, for causing a ruckus on his big day, but as he wasn’t in the mood to bicker with his father, he remained silent.
He recalled their conversation back at the party.
’What do you think you’re doing running off like that? You know we carefully selected and invited some reporters but you still acted recklessly! If this sparks scandals that might ruin your name, you’d be the one shouldering the consequences,’ Azrael’s father, Rage Del Valle, scolded his son.
The older man’s impenetrable and inscrutable eyes bore into Azrael. His cold countenance was void of any consideration for his son. The man whose face was like the older version of Azrael stood and excused himself to his acquaintances.
He walked to Azrael and whispered, ’I don’t want to know who that man you chased, son, so don’t make me.’
With that, the chairman of DV Group left. What he said was clearly understood by Azrael. If he doesn’t want his father to look for Knox, then he should stop involving the man to himself.
But how could Azrael do that? The ingrained thorn that had been pricking his skin finally revealed its head, and pulling it out would be so satisfying, but that would mean throwing it out afterward.
Azrael leaned on the lavatory, his arms stretched on both sides supporting his weight, as he watched his reflection in the mirror blankly. His hair was dripping and droplets of water trickled down his half-naked body.
He grinned after a while. Finally thinking of something that would help him keep the thorn by his side.
He walked straight to his study room and took out his phone. It was already past twelve, so the phone rang thrice before his secretary answered.