Chapter 450: Chapter 450: Darkness is Pain
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âLetâs go there.â Caleb Mamet said.
Xaviera Evans nodded and followed Caleb inside. The deeper they went, the more her heart sank. The courtyard of Madam Mametâs residence was already secluded enough, but Calebâs yard was even further in and more desolate, not at all like a place where people lived.
Although Caleb was known as an illegitimate child, he was Will Mametâs only son when he returned to the Mamet family. Even if Will didnât like this son, Calebâs yard shouldnât have been built in such a desolate place.
This should be the northernmost courtyard of the Mamet Old Mansion, and it seemed that no one had ever cleaned it up. There were two bare trees at the entrance, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves. There was no maple tree like they had imagined.
Xaviera looked up to see a two-story building in front of her, and even though she wasnât an architect, she could see the strangeness of the building. It was a grey and dull color, like an unfinished roughcast house.
Were these the accommodations in which Caleb had lived since he was a child?
Every part of the Mamet family residence had luxurious decor, meant to showcase the familyâs power. Even the servantsâ quarters were elegantly decorated â but Calebâs dwelling was so dilapidated in contrast.
Xaviera was puzzled as she followed Calebâs footsteps to the door, and she heard bursts of knocking noises coming from inside, as if someone was renovating.
Since this was Calebâs yard, how could anyone be here hammering freely without his permission?
Xaviera pushed the door open and frowned immediately, âWho are you? What are you doing?â
A few people holding hammers were knocking at the windows, some of which were already blocked by thick wooden boards, leaving only two or three windows on the second floor.
Calebâs eyes were chilly, and suddenly he felt a piercing pain.
Xaviera was seething, âHow dare you! Who allowed you to cover these windows?â
One of the middle-aged men turned around with a haughty look and said, âWhatâs all the noise? Iâm doing this for my dear nephew Caleb! Didnât he fall sick? The doctor said his illness means he must avoid sunlight, so I immediately brought people to seal these windows to help him feel more comfortable in his home!â
âMr. Caleb Mamet, am I right?â
Calebâs listless eyes gradually focused, brimming with fury.
But the middle-aged man continued to be defiant, âConsidering you grew up in this place, what were you thinking going out? What if you hurt someone when you have an episode? Itâs better for you to stay here safely. Donât worry, I promise not even a ray of light will get in!â
Was this Calebâs uncle?
No, it wasnât. It was Jenny Greenâs brother?
Xavieraâs eyes darkened. That woman must be insane. It seemed Will hadnât divorced her yet, so she had too much idle time on her hands!
Suppressing her anger, Xaviera went up to one person and snatched the hammer from his hand, âIâm telling you, if anyone dares move, Iâll crack their head open with this hammer! Donât think I wonât! Iâll show you what Iâm made of today!â
Wade Green, Jennyâs brother, was startled, âMrs. Mamet told me to do this. YouâŠâ
âWhat? If you donât believe me, come and try! Once you saw Caleb as a madman, you should know that I could marry Caleb, meaning Iâm not a pushover either!â
Xaviera slammed the hammer on the ground, creating a deep hole. She threatened, âOne blow from this hammer, and I donât know if any of you can withstand it!â
The people shuddered, looking at the deep hole on the ground and imagining their own heads being struck. They promptly fled in panic.
Xaviera turned around and shouted, âTell Jenny Green that this matter isnât over yet!â
The ferocity in Xavieraâs eyes scared Wade to the core, causing him to stumble and fall. Without hesitation, he got up and continued fleeing.
Caleb remained immobile, his eyes bloodshot, the pain piercing through his sanity.
From the moment he entered the door, he had lost control, for he had experienced such a scene not once but throughout his entire childhood, having lived in this place as a child.
To him, darkness was synonymous with pain.
Yet those people knew that he would go blind in the dark and still cut off the power and nailed the windows shut, watching him struggle painfully in the darkness and taking pleasure in it.