The Gray Autumn's

Knife Edge

Doubtful, Autumn stepped in to accompany Benjamin who did not also let go of his hand. He knew that at that time Autumn was not very comfortable. Benjamin could see this very clearly. A moment later, the grip is released from the lover's wrist. He approached and stood slightly behind the girl. Unasked, Benjamin unzipped the knot of the rope tied to Autumn's abdomen. He also took off the brown trench coat the girl was wearing, and hung it on a special place along with his trench coat.

"Thank you, you're so kind" said Autumn, who was flattered by the thirty-five-year-old's treatment. Autumn was just about to take off the beret that covered her head, when a greeting came from someone she had been very familiar with. The gray-eyed girl immediately turned her head. Fleur was walking with a stick. The little girl stood with her grandmother, Aamber.

"Fleur?" autumn sounded doubtful.

"Hi, Elle," the daughter of Benjamin replied with a smile. "How are you?" ask the girl in the pretty dress in those knee-length socks.

"Well," Autumn replied in disbelief at Fleur's friendly attitude toward her. "My news is very good. How's yours?" Autumn asked back. Although it seemed a little stiff, but the twenty-two-year-old girl was trying to keep looking ordinary.

"As you can see, Elle. I am diligent in therapy for the sake of papa," said Fleur, turning his head and smiling at his father.

"Why for your papa?" Autumn knitted her brows in a displeasure.

"I don't think you're coming back. If that's the case, then I should get ready to take care of papa. Because I know that she won't be looking for another woman anymore" explained the gray-eyed little girl earlier. While Benjamin only smiled faintly upon hearing that.

"Even though Elle has returned, but you must continue your therapy until it is completely healed, Fleur," Benjamin said as he clasped Autumn's waist in a friendly manner.

"You take it easy, Ben. I will always remind him," Aamber who had only listened since then also spoke. He rubbed the grandchild's head feelingly.

"Yes, Papa. Grandma was so chatty, that it made me dizzy," Fleur lamented while laughing softly. However, his words actually made Autumn immediately frown. Just this time she heard Fleur call Aamber grandma.

Benjamin, who was aware of that, immediately whispered to the gray-eyed girl. "I'll tell you later" he said with lips pressed against Autumn's ears. The girl looked over and smiled awkwardly. However, the feeling was immediately sidetracked, when a servant appeared who told him that lunch time had arrived. They immediately headed to the dining room.

Previously, Benjamin had pushed back the chair for Fleur first. After his beloved daughter sat down, Benjamin kissed Fleur's head warmly. The attention of the copper-haired man then turned to Autumn who was still standing watching him. With a charming smile, he rewinded the chair for the lover. "Please, my Queen," he whispered mischievously, making Autumn instantly blush in embarrassment.

"I love your new hair, Elle. You look so beautiful" said Fleur, who sat next to Autumn. Aamber was in the seat facing them. The middle-aged woman smiled in relief, upon seeing the familiarity that had begun to be rewoven between Autumn and also her granddaughter. "I also want to cut my hair like Elle's. How, Grandma?" Fleur asked for the opinion of Aamber who began to eat his food.

"Oh, no problem. You'll look beautiful with any hairstyle" Aamber responded.

"Yes, Fleur. You're already beautiful. Any appearance will definitely look suitable for you," said Autumn while turning to the prospective princess, smiling sweetly. Benjamin was just listening with a hard feeling for him to express. The warmth makes the cold air at the end of autumn become no longer felt. The move to have Autumn is wide open.

"Where are you, honey? Are you going to have lunch at home?" tanyakanya.

"I'm new to the sack, Arum. Soon he'll be home" replied Edgar again walking to his parked car. Sometimes he would fix the coat he was wearing.

"When I got home, there was no one. Do you know where Darren and Elle are?" ask Arumi again.

"Darren went with his friends. Elle had lunch at Benjamin's" Edgar said. He had already intended to open the car door, when the half-century-plus man had to be stunned again when he felt something was touching his back waist. A sharp blade tip felt so pointed, even though he was wearing a fairly thick coat at the time.

"Don't suspect. Follow my orders" whispered someone behind him. Before long, two more people appeared who immediately stood on the left and right side of Edgar.

Edgar, who was still talking to Arumi, immediately cut off his phone. The conversation stopped without a closing greeting. "What the fuck?" edgar's protest with great emphasis. He intended to fight back, but the man behind him again threatened.

"If you still want to see the pretty faces of your wife and daughter, then you better follow my words! You know, some of my men are already in front of your luxurious residence," the foreign man threatened as he continued to stick the tip of his knife on Edgar's body, making the middle-aged man rethink. Edgar realized that he was not young anymore, even though his fiisk was still strong and actually able to fight. However, he prefers to obey. Especially when he remembered that Arumi was alone at home.

"Don't play games with me! You don't know who Edgar Hillaire is yet!" gertak Edgar firmly and with great emphasis.

"I know who you are, sir. That's why I'm following you" replied the man who was still sticking his knife to Edgar's back waist. The stranger then pointed Edgar at a parked vehicle not far from his car. "Lake in!" the man's orders again. Without much protest, Edgar complied. He came in and sat in the back seat which was immediately locked tightly, as he intended to open the car door.

"Calm down, Mr. Hillaire. The person who hired us, made it clear that we were bringing you alive and not hurt in the least" one of them said. Two men sat in the front seat. Another was busy talking on the phone.

A third man entered and sat down next to Edgar. "Let's go. We are waiting" said the man who just entered.

For a while, Edgar noticed them one by one. Those faces were foreign to him. He also could not guess who had hired the three men. "Who told you to do this to me?" asked Edgar coldly.

"Later you will know, sir," said the man sitting next to him. "Just calm down, we won't hurt you one bit. The master only told us to take you to his place," the man explained calmly.

Edgar chose silence. To answer his curiosity, then he had to follow the direction of the game made by them.