Chapter 393: Fitting The Wedding Gown-III

Elise blink as she didn't expect this news at all. "Mr. Harland disappeared?" It was only four days ago did they talked to each other and now the man had disappeared?

Ian can't help but smile. The poor vampire, he thought. Edward had tried to urge Elise to call him by his first name and although his sweet bride didn't show it, somewhere in her heart her guard was raised and it must be her blood that prevent her from getting close to men like Edward. "Even until death, he didn't get what he wanted, poor him," Ian whispered but contrary to his pity words, his smile was wide across his lips.

"How did he disappear?" Elise then questioned. While she didn't like the man and had been avoiding him for the past few occasions where they met as she was suspicious of how he always knew where she would be going, it didn't change how there was once where Edward was her friend.

Ian stared back at her blue eyes, his handsome face pulled a cheeky look, "Well? Do you think I killed him and hide him somewhere in the stream of in the mountain? But my preference is to burn the body, no evidence so people like Oliver wouldn't be able to find them."

"Why do you always like to play as the bad person?" question Elise while looking back at him, causing him to smile, "I know you weren't the one who killed him."

"Because I am indeed a bad person it's just that I want to appear in your eyes as a good person; and how do you know I wasn't the one who killed him?" Ian asked curiously, "There are chances, aren't there?"

Elise suddenly had the urge to put a cunning smile on her lips, "Well?" She asked him back while pulling her shoulders up. It had always been her who would he curious about him and now, she thought to do what he did to her in the past.

"Cheeky girl, making me curious," Ian shook his head as if he was sad but didn't press. Holding her hand, he helped her to escort her toward the carriage.

When they entered, Elise then saw Beelzebub who crossed his legs while doing particularly nothing. Oddly when she sat down, the man pulled a smile toward her but she didn't put it much in her thought about the smile and went to sit next to Ian. 

"You haven't told me earlier about the disappearance," Elise said. It was strange how an adult man could go missing.

Ian could tell Elise was curious but not because she liked Edward, serving as one for his reason to smile, "One of his family came to visit him. The little vampire seemed to spend his time in his own house, separated from his family. His family only visit him thrice in a month and that day came to be the day when they come. Once they entered the house, they noticed a few things were odd. The gate of the house were open, the servants didn't come to greet them and when they came inside, there was splatter of blood but no bodies."

The more Elise heard it, it appeared like a bizarre case where there were evidence of people killed in the house but no body. "That's strange. Have anyone found the motive of the killing?"

"It was suspected robbery but from what Cynthia had said, the person who she sent to look after Edward's house claimed that there were no sign of anyone breaking in the house, rather being let in. His possessions weren't missing and so was the money he kept in his room," Ian tapped his fingers, "Or he might had had inquire an anger of a certain someone."

"But the way the bodies missing is important," Elise said, "What if this is an attack of the dark sorcerers?"

Ian shrugged his shoulders, "I have issued the possibilities including the one that you said to the church member and Cynthia. As it was a case about the dark sorcerers, she want to take care of the case on her own."

Elise who had heard of Cynthia's anger to the dark sorcerers understand why she would choose the case. Ian watched her expression before removing his gaze to Beelzebub who was looking at the window with his legs and arms crossed.

Elise then heard Ian said, "How do you feel now that you are about to meet your sister?"

"I don't know if I am ready," Elise answered, "I find it strange that I have a sister. Although I don't have memories of my father, I don't think I ever have a sister. My mother never spoke about it," but she can't be too sure as her memories were erased. Angels had tampered her memories and Demons had erased her memories. She wondered why they had done that. To make her hate her mother? If that was the reason then why? 

Her mother was an extremely gentle person who seemed to be acquainted with Angels. They must have known how much of a kind soul she was, then why did they do that? "I can't help but to feel that there is a traitor amongst the angels."

Ian tugged only one side of his lips, "That's what I also had in mind."

Far in the village where Elise and Ian was driving to, Esther stepped out from her house with a basket of Laundry when Jeremy stopped over the fence of her backyard, "Esther!" He called.

From the voice, Esther could tell who it was and at once rolled her eyes. She might look beautiful but truthfully, she was over centuries older than the man. Though she had entertained Jeremy by making him feel like he was the closest man to her, it was in fact to keep other man away from sticking too close toward her as she doesn't need any admire. Having one is enough and disposing his body would be easier.

She turned and greeted Jeremy with a very harmless smile, "Oh, Jeremy, good morning. Are you going to the forest for a hunt?" asked the girl while her blue eyes fell on the gun that Jeremy held.