Chapter 115: Missing (3)
"Cas, hold on." Building up his willpower, Orson took hurried strides to catch up with his friend who had halted in his tracks. Standing before him, he looked into Cassian’s eyes as he glared a ’what do you want’ question at him.
"Please don’t kill anyone just yet." Orson felt the strong need to remind him. "You know your wife better than anyone, she must still be there, or it’s possible she got lost in the middle of taking a stroll, or got distracted with something else. What I’m trying to say is, we shouldn’t overreact until we’ve concluded on what exactly is going on." Orson voiced out his opinion to the young lad who averted his gaze for a brief moment, but he said nothing as though he was controlling the anger and worry inside of him.
"Listen," Orson continued in a softer tone. "How about we keep this to ourselves and scout the graveyard first, if we don’t find her after thorough investigation, then we can take the next step." He suggested, but Cassian let out a soft hiss while rubbing his temples as if he was trying to get rid of a disturbing headache.
"I am not angry." He explained to Orson before turning away from his gaze, "I am worried because it’s not like Maddie to vanish off without informing someone about her whereabouts. I had a bad feeling from the start when she stepped out with Isabella, and now my feelings are confirmed."
His expression hardened like the rocks of Dundee, further frightening Orson who could swear he saw a dark mist emanating from his friend’s body. He watched his fingers curl into fist, and Orson decided to say something else before the volcano that was presently boiling within his friend gushed out to burn everyone one of them alive.
"First, you need to stop ’worrying’." In the middle of trying to soothe the lava in his friend, they suddenly heard the sound of a carriage, and after that was the opening of the main door. Snapping out of Orson’s pep talks, Cassian went down the stairs in a hurry, leaving Orson behind and ignoring his words to wait for him.
Making it down the long stairs, he watched Isabella step into the house. Her expression filled with a thousand worries as she barely paid attention to where she was going. Reaching the stairs, Isabella let out a frightening gasp after coming to stand before the devil himself, and the look in his eyes told her she was in deep trouble as he approached her unhurriedly like a merciless villain.
"C..C...Cass.."
"Where is my wife?" He asked, interrupting her stammering and causing the woman to flinch at the noticeable anger that was laced to his tone. He moved forward while Isabella cautiously took a step back. "You stepped out of the mansion with Madeline, and you dare come alone??!!"