CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE
GABRIELLE
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Something was not right.
I chewed on my breakfast softly wondering why I was feeling troubled.
Lucian had gone to handle some business matters, he didn't go into complete details with me, but I thought it was weird that no sooner did he leave the house, my father followed. Dad had been in such haste that he even skipped having breakfast. Did something happen with the factory? Or maybe there had been an attack on any of the batch of products?
Mom retired to her room, I couldn't help but notice that even she seemed distracted, after the way our conversation ended yesterday, I've been trying to get answers from her but she always waved it off each time.
A beeping sound disrupted my thought, my eyes located the source of the sound, it was Phoebe's cellphone. She must have forgotten it on the breakfast table before she left for her room.
