Chapter 73 Home

• It was a little over 10 PM when Marlon arrived home after his dinner at the Williams. Stepping into his villa mansion was dragging, the house was dark, quiet and cold. So much different from the warm and cozy family home he just left from. 13th West Lexington Hills was not a home, it was just a luxurious building where he goes to sleep.
• He hung his keys at the key rack, his eyes wandered to see if anyone was around. The house staff was nowhere to be seen, his mom was probably in her room too. The place was back to the way it was after the party on Saturday that left a trail of chaos and turned it upside down. But he was used to it.
• He walked into the dining room to get some water from the fridge. That's when he saw his mom laying unconscious on the floor, her glass was inches away from her hand and whatever liquor inside it had spilled beside her.