The air in the hospital cafeteria felt heavy as Nicholas and the doctors made their way back to the hospital, people making way for Nicholas has he passed while they wondered who he could be that Dr. Martinez couldn't stop venerating him. Dr. Martinez walked alongside Nicholas, his head hung low, "I am really sorry for what transpired in the cafeteria today, find a place in your heart to forgive me." Nicholas, however, wore a smirk on his face, his eyes filled with amusement. "It's alright, Dr. Martinez." Nicholas said, his voice laced with a hint of playfulness. "I've already forgotten about it." The words hung in the air for a moment before Dr. Martinez found the courage to respond. "I appreciate your understanding, Dr. Nicholas." He mumbled quietly. As they entered the hospital, a nurse hurriedly approached the group, her expression filled with urgency. "Doctors, Mr. Xavier Avendano has awakened!" she exclaimed. "Oh that's a good news, please what time

"Who is calling?" Nicholas's voice quivered as he asked. India looked up, her voice barely above a whisper as she muttered, "Alex? It's Alex." "No way!! I hope it's not what I'm thinking. Please, answer the call." Nicholas said, sweat breaking down from his forehead. Curiously, India answered the call and gingerly placed her phone against her ear. With bated breath, she asked, "Alex, why are you calling? What's wrong?" "I... I... I have a piece of bad news, India,"Alex said. India could sense a tremor in Alex's voice as he barely managed to speak. Fear and shock slowly crept into the depths of her being, her eyes instinctively searching for her husband, Nicholas, who stood just inches away. With a soft breath, India mustered the strength to ask the question lurking in her heart. "And what is the bad news, Alex?" she inquired, her voice quivering, the weight of anticipation hanging heavy in the air. Silence fell over the other end, each moment stretching agon

Nicholas and India sat in their dimly lit bedroom, the air heavy with the weight of the silence that surrounded them. The room felt still, as if time itself had frozen in anticipation of their conversation. Nicholas, lost in thought, absentmindedly ran his fingers through his hair, deep lines etched on his forehead, while India watched him intently from the bed. Finally, unable to bear the silence any longer, India broke the stillness with a soft question. "Nics baby, I really don't know what's going on in your mind and... and... I just don't know... you're not telling me anything. Why do you believe Lord Avendano was murdered? The doctors did their thing and confirmed it was cardiac arrest," Her voice was gentle, filled with a mix of curiosity and concern. Nicholas looked up, his piercing blue eyes meeting India's, as he pondered her question. He ran a hand across his stubbled jawline before speaking with conviction. "India, I am certain that Lord Avendano's death was n

Maria, Yerins, and Alex stood frozen in the corridor, their eyes fixed on Niçholas as he walked past them, a smug smirk plastered on his face. "What insolence!" The tension was patent as the trio exchanged glances, a heavy silence hanging in the air. Maria, the first to break their stifling stillness, finally mustered the courage to speak, her voice trembling. "Hold on! Did... did Niçholas just say he's gorten the consent form signed? Xavier signed it for him?" she asked, her voice laden with disbelief. Alex nodded solemnly, his face etched with concern. "Yes, he did. The form is truly signed. What...what are we going to do now?" Maria's mind raced, searching for a solution. She had no idea how to stop Niçholas now that he had obtained the signed consent form, "We will just have to find a way to stop this guy... He's aiming higher and his wings are growing bigger, if we do not cut off those wings, we might not be able to stop him ever. I knew this was going to

"And what does the autopsy result says?" She asked. Maria's heart pounded in her chest as she looked at Nicholas, anticipation mingling with fear, confusion, and anger. She desperately awaited his answer, the results of the autopsy. The once lively dining hall now grew tense, every eye fixated on him as he moved closer, his gaze not leaving Maria's. Nicholas remained expressionless, a calm facade masking any emotions that lay beneath the surface. As Nicholas came to a halt in front of Maria, he extended his hand, delicately offering her the sheet of paper he was holding. Trembling, Maria accepted the document, her fingers brushing against Nicholas's. The exchange of glances between them felt like a silent exchange of empathy, understanding the gravity of what they were about to unfold. "I think it's important you read it yourself... what happened to your father in-law and tell it to everyone right here." Nicholas said authoritatively. Maria glanced at the expe