HIS RESURGENCE CHAPTER 82 “Why would Alex try to kill Scarlet? They were friends and in fact, from what I understand, he was in love with her. It’s one of the reasons we got divorced." She replied in shock.“Well we need to find him to be able to ascertain what happened. If he ever contacts you, please make sure to put a call across to the station and we’ll respond swiftly. We need to find him. The victim was hospitalized.” The policeman said, handing her his card.“Su..sure.. I’ll let you know if he contacts me, although I highly doubt that. We’re not exactly on speaking terms.” She replied and turned to leave, still shocked by the revelation.She got in her car and sat there, her mind racing and searching for answers. Why would Alex try to kill Scarlet? He was in love with her. What could she possibly have done that was deserving of death?She had to find out the truth and she needed to find a way to get out of the mess she was in too. She turned the car around and headed for the

HIS RESURGENCE CHAPTER 84Benjamin Whitlock sat on his favorite chair and rested his chin on his walking cane, his hands supporting his head. He stared into space and mulled over the piece of information he had just come across.The door opened and Clara walked in confidently this time. Her ex father-in-law had called for her so it was okay to be here.She sat down on a chair across from him and crossed one leg over the other.“I have a lot on my plate Mr Whitlock, I have no time for further questioning. Please make this quick.” She said, settling into her seat.Mr Whitlock smiled and sat up. He rested his cane beside him and brought out a file which he placed on the table. “Take a look at this Clara. I stumbled upon this while trying to find my son.”She looked at the file and back at him. If Mr Whitlock could call her over just for these documents then they had to be pretty important. She leaned in and picked up the files from the table, she opened it, took a look and dropped it in

HIS RESURGENCE CHAPTER 86The box had been left untouched for a week now. He shouldn’t have brought it along but he was curious about the content. Why had he kept his belongings all these years? Was he hoping he would come back for them or had he just concluded that he would not be able to survive on his own and held on to it until he returned. Could it be that he even forgot that his stuff was there in the first place? He even dared to wonder if his father had kept it because he genuinely missed him and wanted to have something to remind him of his son. But that would be a very unlike reason.He entered his room and into his wardrobe. The box was tucked inside it and covered up with the lines of clothes that filled the closet. He thought putting it out of sight would rid thoughts of it from his mind, but his curiosity had remained.He had been surprised when Mr Whitlock had called him over to the mansion. He didn’t know what to expect, but he had gone anyway.“I know why you’re doin

HIS RESURGENCE CHAPTER 88The flight to Mexico City was a smooth one. He got there quite early and still had some time to go over the documents that would be the focus of the meeting. His company was expanding steadily and was already a household name. They were going to diversify and break into more areas of the economy.Scarlet had done a good job arranging his files and preparing pointers for the meeting. She had arranged them in their order of importance and had been very detailed in the process.He smiled as he remembered her expression when he had to leave. She was really cute when she was upset and pouting. His heart skipped a beat as her face formed in high definition in his mind. He hadn’t really paused to ask himself what he wanted with her. He loved being around her and with her. She brought a spark to his dark and gloomy life and he was thankful he had her. But was he willing to take this farther? Was his heart ready to open up and commit itself to someone again? Was he r

HIS RESURGENCE CHAPTER 90Clara opened her eyes to a bright, clear- skied morning. The birds were already going about their business, chirping and tweeting happily as they did so. Yellow sun rays dripped through the window pane and white clouds bubbled in the bright blue sky.She turned on the soft bed and pushed down the blanket so she could sit up. She felt her head spin as she sat and drum beats played in her brain. She winced in pain and held on to her head. The weather was good, but she didn’t feel so good.As her eyes adjusted to the room and the throbbing in her head slowed, she looked around in realization that her room looked different, the decor was darker, not as bright colored as it was yesterday. The bed she sat on was bigger and this particular room was bigger than hers. She gazed in awe and confusion.“What the hell happened? Where am I?” She asked.“Relax, you’re still at the hotel.” A deep, silky smooth voice replied, it’s vibrations sending sensual signals through h