Mated to Four Alphas-Chapter 162: Misunderstanding - 11

After a while, the whole apartment was silent, and only the sound of sobbing could be heard.

Blood was splattered on the walls and floor like water, and the six men’s bodies were scattered on the ground.

Some of their body parts were cut into pieces, making the scene look horrifying.

Some had broken hands and legs, and all of them were dead.

And the one who did this was none other than Silas. He had killed all six men brutally.

Now, he was sitting in the bedroom, holding Velric in his arms. His hands were still bloody, but Velric clung to him tightly, sitting on his lap and sobbing.

He couldn’t forget how those men had tried to hurt Silas. After everything, Silas didn’t tell Velric to open his eyes or remove his hands from his ears.

Instead, he had picked up Velric from the table a while ago and brought him straight to the bedroom so he wouldn’t see the scene outside—one that looked like hell.

Silas knew that if someone saw it, they might call the police or do something, but he didn’t care anymore.

Whatever was going to happen, he was ready to face it.

Just then, Theron came running in. As he entered, his eyes widened at the sight.

Theron was both worried and shocked—he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. The blood, the bodies, the entire death scene—this was not what he had expected.

"Silas."

As soon as Theron called his name, Silas heard him and peeked out from the bedroom, seeing Theron standing there.

"Velric, stay here. Don’t come out," Silas said to Velric.

He stepped out, leaving Velric on the bed, and locked the door from the outside. As soon as he stepped forward, his feet landed directly in the blood.

Still, he didn’t care that his feet were now covered in it. He simply walked toward Theron.

"Oh, Theron, what are you doing here? Don’t tell me you’re here to check if I’m alive or not."

"What are you saying, Silas? I was worried about you! As soon as I found out Kael had sent someone here, I rushed to save you."

Hearing Theron’s words, Silas chuckled as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

Because in Silas’s mind, if Kael had ordered someone to torture him, it wasn’t as if he had done it alone.

When those so-called brothers pointed fingers at Silas, accusing him of being the culprit, they had already known what Kael was going to do.

But they hadn’t done anything to stop it. And Theron hadn’t come earlier to save him either.

He had arrived late, after everything was already over. So what was the point of him coming now?

Theron took a step closer and grabbed Silas’s hand, but Silas jerked it away.

"Don’t touch me with your dirty hands."

"Look, Silas, I’m really sorry you had to go through all this, but looking around here... Did you do this?"

Theron was confused. Even if he tried, he couldn’t imagine Silas killing all six of these men—especially since they were much bigger than him and had dangerous weapons scattered around.

And the way Silas had killed them... It was beyond brutal. Their bodies were dismembered, their hands and legs broken. Blood was everywhere. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

"What if I did all this? What would you do if I were the one who killed these six men? Would you be disappointed?"

"Of course not. Why would I be? In fact, it would be great if you did. But... are you really the one who did this? I can’t bring myself to imagine it."

Silas stared at Theron, his expression completely cold, while Theron’s face showed only worry.

"So, what are you going to do now? Hand me over to the police?" Silas scoffed.

"What are you saying? Why would I want to do that? First of all, go and take a bath. There’s blood on your clothes too. It’s not good. It’s someone else’s blood. And how’s that kid?"

Silas didn’t know how to respond. He hadn’t expected Theron to ask that.

"He’s fine."

"We’ll talk about all this later. First, go take a bath. Don’t worry about anything. I’ll handle everything here. I’ll call someone to clean up. Nothing’s going to happen to you."

Silas didn’t know what to do with him. Theron pushed Silas inside the bedroom and locked the door from the outside.

After that, he took out his phone, dialed his assistant, and told him to bring a cleanup crew.

Twenty minutes later, the whole team arrived. Theron stood near the door as they first wrapped the dead bodies in plastic.

After that, they collected the blood-stained items in large black bags and removed them from the apartment.

Some started scrubbing the walls, wiping away the blood with every cleaning solution they had.

In just two hours, the entire apartment was spotless—not a single drop of blood remained. It was as if nothing had ever happened.

Theron also called someone to fix the broken door.

Meanwhile, inside the bedroom, Silas found Velric sitting on the bed, looking scared.

"I’m sorry, Velric. This must have scared you, didn’t it? ...Let’s go take a bath."

Silas picked up Velric and carried him into the bathroom, placing him in the bathtub. He gently bathed him, and when he started washing his own hair—

"Mumma, let me do it! I want to wash your hair!"

Silas had no choice but to let Velric do it. The little boy washed his hair with his tiny hands.

Velric only applied shampoo to Silas’s hair and rubbed his fingers through it to create foam.

In five minutes, Silas finished washing his hair with water.

"Wow, Velric! You did such a great job. My hair looks so nice and shiny now—all thanks to you!"

"Hehe... Mumma, don’t worry! I’m going to be a big boy soon, and I’ll protect you from everyone!"

"Aww... How sweet of you, Velric. I’m looking forward to that day."