On their way home, Charles was still angry and fuming about the reason they should be the ones to apologise, clean up after the boy did that arrogant thing. They were both quiet as they made their way home.As they reached home, at the doorstep, Alexander stood there, waiting for them. Elena was surprised at how he managed to locate them."Bryna, how did you know we are living here?" she asked.He didn’t bother to ask, as Charles hauled, “Daddy! Daddy is here for me,” he said and flung himself at him. Alexander picked him up and carried him. Charles was very happy to finally see his father. He had been pissed about how his mother just made them leave Alexander.“My son, how was today?” he asked.“DAD, today was bad—”Elena rushed towards them to stop him, “Uh, today is good, Charles, nothing happened, we should forget it.”“No, Mom, I am not forgetting the unfair treatment. Father, we were treated badly today at the bookstore,” he began and told him everything that happened. Alexander

Elena slept and woke up, and yet Alexander hadn’t arrived. She had tried his number many times last night before she slept, but all to no avail. Now, when she woke up and tried it again, it still didn’t go through. She knew something bad had happened. She dropped Charles at school and made her way to the company. She met with Mr. James asked about Alexander's whereabouts, but he couldn’t say because he didn’t know either. They immediately called Kate, and after Kate arrived, Elena explained everything that had happened the previous night.“Okay, this shouldn’t be something serious. I will take care of it. The president must have sent him on some mission. I’m sure he’s fine. I will go check on him there,” Kate said, assuring Elena as she stormed out and made her way to the White House. When she got there, she was stopped before she could even get close.A guard pointed a gun at her. “Hey, who the hell are you, and what do you think you’re doing here?” the team leader of the bodygua

As the bodyguards prepared to carry out their orders, one of the guards suddenly burst into the room and rushed to the president, whispering something urgently in his ear."Really? Let them in," the president responded, his voice calm but firm. The guards immediately withdrew, and with a subtle motion, the president signaled them to lower their weapons.The aide’s expression darkened with frustration. "Sir, why are you hesitating? You should kill that traitor!"The president remained silent, his gaze fixed on the entrance, waiting. "Sir, we need to eliminate him now!" the aide insisted, his voice rising with impatience."Enough!" the president snapped, cutting him off. Just then, the doors swung open, and Elena, Kate, and Tracy strode in, dragging a captive Michael behind them.Alexander, who had been silent until now, lifted his head and chuckled, "Well, well, look who we have here!"The president turned his attention to the newcomers, his tone measured. "So, where is the evidence t

Mr. Harington privately confronted Alexander, accusing him of betraying Firelord and leading him to his death.“So, why are you here? Did Alexander send you?” he demanded.“I was blackmailed and forced into it. Alexander took me in and nearly killed me. I'm just here to help, but if you don't need me, I can go,” he replied.Mr. Harington hesitated. He couldn't just let him go, especially after hearing his offer—something that could ruin Alexander financially forever. “In return, I want to be initiated into the organization,” he added.Mr. Harington stared at him. Stiles was a liability but also one of their successful experiment products. They had been looking for a way to bring him over to the side, and this just made it easier.“Okay, then. We can work on it,” Mr. Harington said as Stiles provided him with details of Alexander’s numerous accounts, including his company’s finances.“Remember, I’ll take my share from it,” Stiles reminded him.Mr. Harington grinned. “Sure, you’ll get i

As Alexander and Elena step back into the company.They’re greeted by Olivia, who wears a smug smile as she hands Alexander a manila envelope. The atmosphere feels colder when Alexander opens it to reveal a DNA report. His blood runs cold as his eyes skim the lines confirming Olivia’s pregnancy is indeed his responsibility. His heart sinks; Elena notices the shift immediately.Without a word, Elena turns on her heel and walks straight back to the car where Charles waits. Her silence is more piercing than any words could be. Her face, normally soft and warm, is now blank as she drives away, leaving Alexander standing frozen in the moment.Alexander’s gaze hardens as he turns to face Olivia. His voice is sharp. “Is this some kind of game you’re playing?”“The results are accurate. You are the father of this baby, and if you don’t believe me, you can run your own test.” Olivia’s arms cross, her tone defiant, as if challenging him to resist her claim.Frustration builds inside him, his