CHAPTER 110: “I’M ASKING YOU SOMETHING!”

Lucien’s POV

I still couldn’t believe a fool like Alistair became a huge star. But what pissed me off more was that he burned all his damn savings just to see Seraphina.

After all, he loved money so much.

"What the hell was so important?" I glared at him, trying to grab the cigarette packs. "You worked your ass off for that."

"I don’t know," he said, dodging me skillfully. "Adrian called out of nowhere, right before Sera’s birthday, and told me I had to be there."

"Then why are you here so late?"

"I couldn’t just drop everything. It took me some time to fix shit. So now I’m here. So you see..."

Then he froze in mid-sentence.

"Wait... don’t tell me... he called you too?" His eyes widened. "He asked if I had someone I could trust. I just threw your name out randomly. Then he asked for your number."

Of course he did.

Adrian and I never kept in touch. We just occasionally discussed business from time to time. But back then... he was the only one who gave me a hand when there was no one for me. He guided me out of the mess and made me the person I was today.

I respected only a few people in this world, and Adrian Lancaster was one of them.

"Did he tell you anything else?" I asked. " Something like room 402 or about Melissa, your so-called sister in that mansion, and her heinous crimes?"

Alistair clenched his jaw. "No." He replied in a bitter tone.

"I never liked her from the start. But those two idiots treated her like she was their damn world." He scoffed. "Check their social media and you can see... It’s all about her."

He paused for a second and then looked at sleeping Sera in the car. "Yeah, I posted stuff too, but I didn’t mention the names. It was always for Sera. The rest with names ... my team did it."

I didn’t say anything and looked up at the sky as a cold breeze flew past us, making my skin tingle with cold. I missed Sera’s warmth.

Alistair... he was just as clueless as I was. He didn’t know a damn thing about what Seraphina had gone through.

And as much as I wanted to tell him everything, I couldn’t. It would only make things worse for him, and he’d be in pain.

To be honest, I never even knew he had a sister like Sera.

All I ever knew was Melissa, and I never gave a damn about her.

But why didn’t he tell me? If he’d found his real sister... why keep that from me?

I still remember when Grandmother Lancaster found out Melissa wasn’t blood. She turned the whole city upside down looking for Sera.

And Alistair... he’d told me everything back then about how he finally stopped feeling guilty for hating Melissa, and she didn’t deserve his attention. That she was just an impostor, trying to be real.

So, when he found out his real sister, why didn’t he tell me about her?

He could’ve shared that with me, and... it was damn good news.

My head was all over the place with too many questions swirling inside my mind.

But this wasn’t the time to lose my mind.

"Alright, take her in," I finally muttered, taking a deep breath. "Look after her and—"

"She’s my sister, of course I’ll.... Wait," he cut in sharply. "Tell me something. How do you know about room 402, and what the hell is that? How the hell do you know about it?"

I turned to face him. "What?" My brows furrowed in confusion.

"I never told Adrian, and I’m damn sure I never mentioned it to you. So, how do you know?"

He asked in a heavy and serious tone.

I stared at him in disbelief.

So, he knew?

He knew about that room? And he never told anyone?

And the room... Did that really exist? My heart felt a pang!

If Sera said it, that was one thing. But when both her brothers mentioned it... It wasn’t just some random nightmare that Sera was having.

I looked Alistair dead in the eyes. "What do you know about that room?"

He flinched at my cold back and averted his gaze a little.

"I... I don’t know," he muttered, voice barely above a whisper. "It was just a bad dream that I had on Sera’s birthday. I saw her... and that room. It felt too real and graphic. Like I wasn’t dreaming at all as I was present there. I woke up shaking and sweating."

I took a step closer toward him and put my hand on his shoulder, squeezing a little.

"What did you see?" I asked in a steeled tone. " Do not skip any detail and tell me everything."

"What the hell do you even want to know?" Alistair shot back, shoving me back with unexpected force. "Why are you acting like a maniac over such a stupid dream.

I took a few steps back, caught off guard.

Alistair rubbed his shoulder where I had just subconsciously hurt him.

I looked down, adjusted my shirt, and then looked back up as my jaw tightened.

"That wasn’t fucking just a dream." My voice rose a little. "That was the place they were planning to take Sera that day."

His face dropped as the floor under him had just split open to devour him.

"What...?" he whispered. "You’re not serious..."

"Do you think that I’m here to joke around with you?" I bit my lip, trying hard to control my temper. "I’ve been looking for that place everywhere and even... I got some clues but..."

"How... How could a dream become reality?" Alistair muttered to himself, then turned his attention to me. "How could they try to bring my little sister to such a horrible place? Who are they?"

He threw a lot of questions at me in a single breath.

"I’m asking you something!"