The Queen Of Thugs
Chapter 42's

Murry Devany pov's.

After shopping and lunch at Caffe with my friends, I faced my grandfather in his study awkwardly I looked into his blue eyes.

"Good day, grandpa. " Say me softly.

"Hmmm. " Now her without turning her face away from her reading book.

"What did Grandpa call Mury here?." Ask me the point.

"Later tonight all the Devany family will be having dinner here, Grandpa hope you don't go anywhere before the show starts."

Hah?, tumben once there is an event like this is very rare in doing. Even though here is the nuclear family but there are still other branches of the Devany family in other parts of the world.

Suddenly I remembered something "Oh, yes will Asta go home and attend this meal?. "

A strange smile adorning my grandfather's lips made me feel uncomfortable. "You're still asking the perpetrator who nearly killed you?. "

My mouth was silent, I knew my brother did just that but he was still my brother anyway and he was also one of the Devany family members .

"Am Mury guilty of asking grandfather that question?. "I asked back with heart. "Asta, after all, is Murry's twin sister, although it's strange that she doesn't look like Murry at all. "

"Of course she would be similar if her hair was red, and that different eye color she didn't have. " Thus my grandfather was full of hate.

"So grandfather will my brother come back too?. "

"Like her so or maybe she's not present." she replied with an annoyed face.

"Have Murry not talked about it, are you hungry? hm.. "

I nodded my head even though I had eaten earlier but the feeling was so reluctant to refuse a question that contained a little command.

"Then we'll have lunch together. "

My grandfather stood up, suddenly the sound of the door opening. "Oh my dear grandfather did you hide a little secret from us your grandchildren?. "

I turned towards the door as a man stood on the doorstep and leaned there, from his green eyes that shone cunningly it raised dislike from me.

The guy passed away muttering. "of course. "

***

I was surprised not to play when I saw the crowd in the dining room, the dining room is so grand and spacious with a long dining table and well-organized tableware. and the cristal chandelier that lights up adds to the exotic impression not to forget the pillars of the lights make me remember the city of Paris.

My eyes were fixed on a woman wearing a long sea blue dress standing in front of a large window that might be as big as the door of the house.

I walked up to her and called her.

"Mom?. "call me.

The woman with blond hair and blue eyes turned towards me, looking at her sad eyes looking at me.

"Murry?, you look so pretty in the clothes Mom bought for you. " His word is beaming - series."Where's your brother, baby?. "

"Mom doesn't hate Asta?. "

My mother smiled blandly. "No son, naughtiness - his naughty son Mom , won't make Mom hate her. "

"Even when the boy almost took the life of his brother?. " Clearned with a bitter tone.

"Yes." Yeah." Nod him, " lest the boy destroy this family. "

My breath feels choked to hear it, my mother is more concerned with the integrity of the family than her own child? .

"Listen son, as a human being you should know life and death we've been determined if one of us died as a result of being killed by his own brother was fate. " Obviously my mother.

I breathe out slowly. "Yes, Murry understands. "

"Let's blend in with the others. " Take my mother with my hand near the dinner table.

Dinner went smoothly no conflict in the slightest, usually every family event his event will be chaotic and ended tragically it was the work of my crazy brother.

I'm grateful that tonight my brother didn't come home, but I never expected tonight that there would be a rain of blood in this house.