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EPILOGUE

ADNAN

" I thought, Mr. Altaf was the last person to die. " Alvord whispered, watching me with his suspicious gaze. " Why this person is here, Adnan? " He asked but I just smirked.

There was a heartbeat of silence before I confessed.

" Mr. Altaf was just a puppet. Alvord. The person inside is the one who provoke my b**tard father-in-law. In other words, that person is the last target of my revenge. "

" Wait...Wait a minute. Are you saying that..." He didn't complete his sentence but his eyes asked, anyway. I just nodded, I could see the pity in his gaze. But I don't want this.

" Anyway! You can go now. From here our ways are apart. "

" What about the dead body? " He asked lowering his head as if he wasn't happy to be free.

" No worries. The police will take care of it. " His head snapped at me, his eyes were ready to fall off. I smiled, coming closer to him for a hug. He was trembling not with fear but with my reply.

" Are you going to surrender? " He asked, resting his fist on my chest not letting me hug.

I finally hugged him, and heard him sniffing, " It's okay. You'll be fine Alvord and don't worry about the mess. I won't let them come near you. Zain had promised me, he won't involve you. " After whole five minutes later, I broke the hug. As expected, he was crying.

" No. Don't do any stupid thing. You have a wife. You can have a better life..."

" I want a promise with you. " He looked at me as if I could even ask for his life and he won't even hiss. " Take your passion seriously. Be a great painter and...take care of the gallery. Dianna can't handle it alone. Can I trust you with it? " His eyes widen in disbelief.

" You know, I tried to take it from you. "

" Yeah! I think you weren't wrong about it. " I sighed, patting his shoulder. " I transferred the money to your account. Don't trap in another mess. " He was still standing there when I said. " Go. We don't have time much. GO. "

" I fucking hate you, b**tard. You sick psycho. " He shouted at me, through his tearful eyes before running towards his car. I smiled.

After he left, I entered the mansion from the back door. The muffin screams were still coming out of the old mouth. " Shh!!! I hate noises. " I whispered, before standing in front of that person. Those familiar eyes widen in horror when they land on me, and skin turned pale. A heartbeat later again muffled screams started irritating me.

" Don't worry, I'm like your son. I won't give you painful death-" My eyes met those scared pairs when I added. " Noor Auntie. " I smirked.

The pathetic creature was shaking like a leaf. Her eyes were nearly popping out of her sockets and I like the idea. It would be so pleasing to take those eyes out of the skeleton. Her muffin screams give me thoughts and brilliant ideas. Like how I can smash that mouth of hers crashing it with a rock. Or maybe, sew it. So many things I want to do with that soon-to-be dead body. But my bad. I don't get much time.

I reach to stretch out the duck of the tap from her mouth. As soon she got the chance she nearly rip my ears with her shout. I sighed, annoyingly.

" I think you were better with your mouth shut. " I glanced at the shivering figure, but she continued to shout. I narrowed my eyes shutting down my last patient of the door.

" SHUT UP!! " And there was pin-drop silence. Her eyes were still pouring out crocodile tears.

" Ple...Please...don't kill me. " A trembling begging and I wanted to laugh. So loudly. But I pressed my lips in thin lines still chuckles had escaped. A burst of laughter echoed and she was choking on her saliva.