A Lifetime with Prince Obnoxious [Part 11]
Daniel called Nicholas and told him about Melissa. Nicholas then called Alex - who took it pretty badly.The guards who were roaming around the building heard the crash and rushed to the scene.
There, on the posh floor, lies a young woman in a pool of blood. Her white cashmere was stained with blood. One of the guards quickly called the police along with the ambulance while one tried desperately to keep the girl alive. He didn't even know if she was.
A sound of a ringing phone suddenly broke the tension. The guard looked around, and he found that near the body of the girl, there was a black phone. He ignored it.
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Nicholas sighed, giving up. He already tried to call Melissa back after she hung up, but she didn't pick up. Now, Nicholas knew Melissa. No matter how late it is she will pick up.
Sighing once more, he ruffled up his hair and sat at his bed. The night seems a bit too calm for his own liking. As he was lying down, his phone rang. He picked it up hurriedly.
"Nick, have you heard?!" Daniel Reed Williams barked. Now this is unusual.
"Heard what?"
"A girl was shot tonight," he exclaimed.
Nicholas' blood boil. He was getting sleepy and Daniel called him just because a girl was shot?
"It was Melissa, Nick. She was shot in your office!"
His jaws dropped and his body went cold. What?
"Are you sure that's her?"
"Yeah, come to the hospital right now!"
Without another word, he jumped out of bed and rushed to his car - all the while taking out his phone to unconsciously call a person.
Alex.
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It was on a press conference about Vivian's and Alexander's engagement that Nicholas decided to call suddenly. And feeling thankful towards the call, he excused himself saying that he have to take the call, despite Vivian's glares.
"If you want to talk crap, I don't care. I'm just very happy that you called," Alex said, then re-think his sentence.
"Alex...Alex, Melissa's in the hospital," Nicholas said. He could hear a car's engine rumbling in the background. Alex scowled.
"Are you kidding me?"
"No! She got shot in the office! Do you know who might have done this?!"
A vivid image of Melissa's pictures came across his head - all of them are from magazines or newspapers. His blood went cold and his head pounds furiously.
"Yes."
He hung up and ran towards his father's study. He flung the door open and walked in as calmly as he could - but he ended up looking like a robot.
"Hm? I thought you were still at the conference-"
"How could you?" Alex said angrily in a whisper.
"Pardon me?" King Richard said, looking bored. He was standing in front of a bookshelf, scanning the ridiculous amount of books that were sitting on the shelves.
"You tried to killed Melissa Winters," Alex said, his voice trembling with anger.
The King smirked. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't play dumb. Did you or did you not?"
"Indirectly, possibly."
Without thinking, his fist shot towards the King. But he stopped Alex's punch in mid-air, glaring at him. "That's what you get for screwing with your father Alex. Don't you think I know this little affair you have with the freaking babysitter?"
His gripped tightened on Alex's fist. He flinched.
"I will not risk this kingdom being taken over by someone who is not from my own flesh and blood. And in order to do so, you're gonna wed that duke's-"
"SO YOU'RE WILLING TO KILL SOMEONE FOR IT?!" Alex bursted, and he's sure whoever are on the same floor heard it.
"Like I said. I didn't kill her," Alex's father said, smirking. With one last disgusted look towards his father, he yanked his fist out of his grasp and ran outside of the study room, breathing heavily.
He stopped on the middle of the hallway, his eyes getting blurry and his knees trembling.
He slid down the wall, his hands on his face, hoping that this was all a nightmare. And he will wake up discovering that Melissa is sleeping next to him peacefully the next day.
But that was not possible. So the only thing to do now is fly to New York.
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