My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 254

hapter 254: Twin Brother
Tracie panicked when she saw Anastasia collapse on her face, her head bleeding profusely with her stomach kissing the ground.

“Ana!!” Both Tracie and Kael yelled in unison, rushing to go help her, completely losing their guard.

The men in black took their chance and restrained them, pushing them to their knees as they held their arms behind them.

“Ana!!” Tracie cried, tears streaming down her eyes. “You people are going to pay for this!”

The man with the scar scoffed as if he’d just heard a boring joke. “We’ll see about that.”

He signaled to his men and they hit both Tracie and Kael on their heads, knocking them both out of consciousness.

“They sure are tough ones,” the man who’d hit Anastasia earlier on the head commented, shifting his neck at an odd angle as he tried to relax the tense muscles there, his rod stained with Anastasia’s blood.

Before he could open his mouth to say something else, a loud bang echoed and he felt a sudden sharp pain in his stomach.

He looked down at his black clothes which had become darker due to his blood that flowed out uncontrollably.

Then he looked up at the man with the scar who held a gun at him, gunpowder smoke emitting from the metallic weapon.

“Xander said we should bring her alive, and because of what you’ve done, there’s an 60% chance she’s not going to survive that hit!!” The man with the scar said, firing the gun several times, emptying his bullet, and creating several holes in the body of his colleague who slumped on the ground after breathing his last breath.

The man with the scar opened his mouth to speak. “Carry her and get her treated immediately. Then we make our move. I’m sure Xander would be waiting for us already.”

The men nodded in understanding, grabbing Anastasia off the ground and vanishing before people caught sight of their presence there.

A few minutes later,

Xavier and his men arrived at the scene, only to find Kael and Tracie lying unconscious on the ground.

“He has already taken her,” Maxwell said, staring at the scene. “Tracie’s car was crushed beyond repair which explained the injuries on both their bodies. But it seems they’d gotten into a fight before they’d succeeded in taking her away,” he added.

Xavier walked towards the pool of blood that was pooled beside a corpse, sighting a shiny piece of jewelry gleaming on that spot. He picked it up, recognizing it was the congratulations gift he’d given to Anastasia after signing her recent movie.

Xavier’s hands clutched the ruby necklace, feeling his pause fluctuate due to how hot his blood was boiling.

“This is Anastasia’s blood,” he said through gritted teeth.

“We can’t be sure about that. It could be someone else’s blood,” Kace said, silently hoping Xavier was wrong.

Xavier huffed, his chest rising and falling, his anger palpable which he tried to contain, but it was a failed task.

Anastasia had been kidnapped, along with his child and he was unsure of where he would start looking for them since he couldn’t even find the mastermind of the kidnapping.

All of a sudden, Xavier’s traceable line rang with a phone call.

The atmosphere turned cold since everyone was aware of who could be calling him.

“Where’s Anastasia?!!” He yelled into the phone as soon as the call was connected.

A chilling cold laughter filled his ears, the kind of laughter that would make him want to smash his phone, together with the person on the other side.

“Now you know how it feels for your beloved to be taken away from you, right Xavier?” The person from the other side questioned, his tone mocking and sharp. “It’s painful, isn’t it?!!” He roared.

“Don’t you dare hurt her, Xander!! Touch her and you’ll pay the price!”

Xander chuckled, his voice loud enough for Maxwell and Kace to hear him even when the call wasn’t on loudspeaker. They would be lying if they said they didn’t feel the hair on their back stand on their ends.

“Oh, my dear brother…”

“Don’t you dare call me your brother after kidnapping my wife!!” Xavier bellowed.

Xander giggled, which hurt Xavier since he couldn’t silence the latter.

“Alright! You don’t need to worry about me hurting her,” Xander chuckled darkly over the phone. “I’ll be doing far worse than that, Xavier. I’ll have my revenge through her, and if you’re lucky, you might see her again—one day.” His voice dripped with menace before he hung up, leaving Xavier no chance to reply.

Without hesitating, Xavier threw the phone against the damaged car, shattering it to pieces.

“Xavier, you need to calm down!!” Kace said to soothe him. “If you behave this way, how are we going to find her?”

Xavier pulled his hair in frustration, veins popping on his hands as the muscles on his arms flexed.

“We need to find him. I’m going to Zinland tomorrow,” Xavier said all of a sudden, shocking both Maxwell and Kace, but they knew they couldn’t say anything to stop.

Although they had no leads on where Anastasia could be, they still needed to start somewhere.

Both Tracie and Kael were taken to the hospital to get immediate treatment, while Xavier ordered his men to get rid of Tracie’s damaged car.

When Xavier informed Ezekiel of the incident, the latter immediately lent his help, ordering his men to secure their mansion in case Xander decided to come after them, and also searching as many hideouts as they could find in other cities, since Anastasia could be anywhere.

Xavier drove the car to the airport, the air in the car was so tense and cold a fish didn’t need to be in the freezer anymore to get frozen.

“After many years, he decided to come back, and the one person he went after first was Anastasia. She had no involvement in what happened in the past,” Ezekiel complained, his fist clenched by his side.

“He still doesn’t get it,” Xavier muttered. “After all these years of surviving on his own, revenge has been festering in the back of his mind. But don’t worry, Kiel.” His voice turned cold, his eyes narrowing. “Xander might be my twin brother, but I won’t hesitate to cut through his heart if I have to. Not even a blink,” he promised, his words sharp and unwavering.