Chapter 145 - The Sick Family

In the detention center of Westeria

The police didn't think twice about taking them to the same detention center where normal people go. Since Great Greivania had that policy of equality, criminals would go to the same prison, even if they were noble or commoner. This time, seeing how Lady Eloiza started biting her nails because of anxiety made them cringed. She doesn't look well. She kept demanding the police that they'll sue her. 

Currently, the Duke of Marduque who was taking care of this case was busy on something. They hold them there for days until they confess what they did. It's the number of family members that were being accused. Even the farmers and the student doctor that have the evidence of killing two girls were strong enough to put them on trial. 

"The Duke is here?" One grumbled and she shuddered. 

Lady Eloiza wanted to leave the dirty place as soon as possible but even her father was being held and her brother. She doesn't know if her mother could even handle such a thing. She's also starving. She didn't eat a single food that they gave since it looked like dog food for her. She was hopeful that they would let her go. But with the evidence that went to forensic, she was still detained. 

"Daddy," She started sobbing. 

In the other room, Lord Roman was worried about his daughter. He knew that his son could take everything. But not her daughter. For him, she's fragile. She's also a daddy's girl and he doted on her daughter so much that he's willing to give his life. He kept asking the investigators if he could see her daughter but they declined him, mostly ignoring him. 

"That girl should have died." He grumbled between his breaths after the man left. 

But never did he know that he was being watched behind the mirror. They also heard what he said clearly. 

Maverick only stared at the man coldly. He has to leave his darling Stacey because of this matter. He had to finish it as soon as possible to relax with Stacey and laughed with her over small things from the movie. 

"Tomorrow is the hearing?" Maverick asked. 

"We have to take them to the prison first." The Chief said. 

"Okay," Maverick nodded. "So, when will be their first hearing?" He crossed his arms. He didn't have the papers with him. The Chief extended the envelope with him and so he checked the date. It's a weekday and he has to set that up in his schedule. 

"Alright, I'll come by again. I'll send someone." 

"Yes, sir." The Chief bowed his head and they escorted him to the parking lot. It's late when he reaches the house but he has shopping bags for Stacey. 

Stacey rushed toward him. She was breathless but she didn't care. She was full of energy just to greet him. He spread his arms and she jumped into him wrapping her legs around him and her arms. She pouted at him and kissed his lips. 

"Why are you late?" 

"Sorry, darling." He wrapped his arms around her small waist to hold her steadily. "But I bought you things. Fluffy things to design your room and pajamas." 

"Why did you buy those? We have pajamas." 

He started walking while carrying her. 

"Well, I bought matching pajamas so we could wear them together." 

She snorted and shook her head. 

"Handsome, you don't wear anything when you are sleeping." She giggled. 

Maverick burst into laughter and he carefully carried her upstairs like her weight was nothing. Then, he gently puts her down when they are in the middle. 

"So, why are you rushing?" He asked and held her hand. 

"I saw your car from the main gate so I ran down." Stacey squeezed his hand tightly. 

"You don't have shoes on." 

"That makes it even better." She giggled. "I sprint so fast now." 

"That's good." He patted her head. "Don't do it again when your body isn't ready." 

"But I missed you! You aren't home for more than twelve hours. You also left early." 

"I'm sorry." He kissed her head and took her to their room while the maids put the shopping bags on the sofa. 

"So, can I open it all?" 

"Sure." Maverick smiled as he sat on the sofa bed just at the foot of the four-poster bed. His slippers are already settled and he removed his shoes and socks. He slid his feet into fluffy blue home slippers. 

She started rummaging to find those pajamas and she found three pairs of them. She was happy with the pretty color. She rummaged again on a few gifts and Maverick watched her. 

Maverick thought that may be staying with her would be her therapy. But it's not good when she always has nightmares every time she falls asleep. He kept hunting each of the men involved one by one. 

"Well, we can't wear this tonight." She pouted. 

"Don't worry about my love. I'll work here tomorrow. I probably won't leave the castle." 

"You promised to take me with you last time." She pouted at him. 

"Love," he stood and approached her. "I went to the Detention Center where they were held." 

She exhaled and dropped on whatever she was holding. She hugged him tightly. 

"I don't want to be away from you, Mave." 

"I know." He kissed her forehead. "Would it be okay if you stay with Victoria or Harriet?" 

"I want you." She pouted like she's about to cry. 

"Alright," he caressed her hair. "I will be very busy." 

"I want to work too. I~~I have things to do too. For Caleb's company." 

"Darling, you don't have to work." 

"But I want to. I'll just get my drawing pads…" 

"Babe, I have it settled." He smiled. "So, if you want to work. I will also set up a desk in my office. Or do you prefer to have it in your room?" 

Her eyes show amusement. 

"I want to be in your office please." 

"Okay," He kissed her forehead. Then, there's a knock on the door as Butler Paul entered with a bow. 

"I'll take it for cleaning and laundry, your grace." 

"Yes, please," Mave said. 

"Dinner is also ready, your grace." Butler Paul said. 

Maverick nodded. 

"I'll just go to the bathroom." Stacey unwrapped her arms around him and went to the bathroom. Then Maverick faced Butler Paul. 

"How's the maid?" 

"We already interrogated her. It seemed like she only wanted to be close to Lady Stacey." 

"Hmm, every maid knows the rules. Please look into it carefully." 

"Yes, sir." 

Maverick waited for his beloved and soon she came out and reached his arms. He took her to the gazebo where the dinner was settled. The Chefs and servers were set up by his mother for additional protection. Stacey loved eating, mostly when it was his cooking. It was chilly outside so the maids also set up a cardigan for her. She thanked them and she watched the steak. Then, he switches their plates after he takes a small bit from it. 

"You look handsome in those clothes," Stacey commented. "But you look sexier on rags." 

He laughed and continued slicing it into bits. 

"I still have your shirts. The one that has a big hole on each side that would completely flex your muscles." 

Maverick laughed again. 

"Can we have lobsters tomorrow?" She suddenly asked. 

"Of course, my love." Maverick grinned and extended his hand. She reached it as he gently squeezed her hand. "What else do you want?" 

She thought for a while and pouted. Then, she looked at him seductively. 

"You know what I want, your grace." She said sexily. 

"Alright, I know." He giggled as he stood and bent down to kiss her hand. "Let's eat?" 

She nodded as they enjoyed the steak with other side dishes and wine. 

For Maverick, Stacey looked like she was fine. But he knew that she's still suffering. However, it's okay if she won't pretend that much. He'll do everything in his power to make her happy, loved, and safe. Their dinner was perfect. So, after dinner, the Butlers were already setting up a table for his darling. It was located on the other gigantic full-length window. His study room was so wide with lots of shelves. Few books have been put in the library to clear up a few more. 

They also removed a few pieces of furniture to make her study table to be glamorous with a love seat. Her swivel chair is even more ergonomic and she has her monitors set and digital drawing pads that were from Edward Corporation. He set up the latest one for her. Once everyone left Stacey sat on the swivel chair and adjusted it. 

"I love the chair!" 

"Good, that you love it." He smiled at her. 

"Also, did you buy me the other version of the drawing tablet? After you left me?" 

He creased his brows and shook his head. 

"What does it say?" 

"It's like thank you… something." 

He smiled at her. 

"It's probably from her." He said, mentioning his mother without telling her name. She should be kept as a ghost. 

"Oh…" She bounced her head. "So, she knows where you are all this time?" 

"Uh-huh." He caressed the beautiful table and collection of canvas and drawing pads. Her colorful pencils are also set up beautifully and organized. She stood and walked around toward him. 

"Please take me here," She cried seductively. 

He glanced at the camera. It wasn't visible, and so, he gently pushed her and covered it with a figurine.. Then, he grinned at her as he unbuckled his pants.