He exhaled a stream of smoke through his nose and mouth. His breath reeked of tobacco, the unmistakable stench of a chronic smoker. Everything about him was white—his suit, his leather shoes, his hat. He even stepped out of a sleek white limousine. The only exception was the tobacco between his fingers, a deep brown in color.He chuckled wickedly as he grabbed Alex’s jaw, tilting his face from side to side. “I must say, Mr. Carter, I’m disappointed. I expected you to be taller, more muscular—all that nonsense.” He scoffed, his fingers tightening momentarily.He paused, examining Alex with a look of mild distaste. “Look at you. You look so…” He swallowed his words, then glanced at his men restraining Alex. “Well, take him away. We don’t have time to waste, do we?”At his command, Alex and Anastasia were tossed into the back of a truck, their captors climbing in after them. The vehicle sped off, its tires screeching against the asphalt.Twenty minutes later, they came to an abrupt halt.

Ferdinand folded his arms, pulling the pistol away from Alex’s head, seeing how frightened Anastasia was.He smirked at this. A thought crossed his mind evenly, and he thought he could milk out another situation favorable to him and Warren in the midst of this tension.He took a step toward Anastasia and bent to her. He traced down her jaw with his fingers and turned her face slowly to another side where she wouldn’t see Alex.“I don’t like the way you are scared for him,” he said.“You are a woman, and you know the effect his death is going to cause on you. I am God-fearing. I will give him another chance to live.” He rose to his feet and turned to Warren.Warren didn’t understand what Ferdinand was doing. It was their plan that they kidnapped Alex; afterward, they would take him down. Then they could focus on making their money as easily as they always did because of the advent of anything Alex Carter in Southlake.And now he wanted to give Alex a chance at life?Warren grabbed Ferd

Warren and Ferdinand have not recovered from what they just experienced.“What the heck just happened?!” The shock wore them like a cloth. They tried to make sense of the situation, but no matter the type of explanation they gave to it, it was way beyond logical reasoning.Warren's heart began to race. He saw death flash before him. He had never seen anything like that before.He was a wealthy man who was based in the USA. All his life, he lived a soft kind of life. He had his chef cook his food, had his housekeepers take care of his homes, and had ladies who voluntarily fucked him at the single call he made to request for them.The only tasking thing he ever did was attend business meetings and solve business problems whenever they had a major competition, and now, he saw a whole high warehouse cracking, and its floor cracked open like the mouth of a monster that was about to swallow him?“How did it..”He remembered how Alex was mumbling foreign words out of his mouth. “Is he a sorc

James was a popular reporter in Southlake. He worked with Silversky News Update. He was known for always reporting hardcore news, telling the news as raw as it was and never burying a fear for the masters behind the stage.Alex knew James was a reporter he needed to tell the story of the abandoned warehouse.Hearing that Alex was interested in telling the story, James quickly booked a hotel that nobody knew about except him and his crew members, then Alex, whom he would send the location to later on.James was very experienced at this. He knew giving raw reports came with a lot of dangerous things that could happen to him, including losing his life.He had already dedicated himself to this, as the experience he had when he was a child—he didn’t want any person, both young and old, to go through that.He had already vowed that anyone corrupt to the dog in Southlake and Velmoria as a whole, he was going to expose, leveraging the power of the media. Hence, he strongly believed that there

It was already over a week, and the news of Alex’s interview was still the talk of the town. Everyone, young and old, male and female, spoke of this. They were eager and ready to support Alex for presidency, most especially when they knew the election was six months away.In the same manner, Warren Buffett and Ferdinand saw the interview. He didn’t like what the effect of the interview had done to him.It was as if Alex was the ringleader of a cult. Citizens of Southlake bombarded his social accounts and cursed him with comments like:“Criminal! You think you will go scot-free?!”Warren sighed, reading each comment. As much as he hated the fact that the warehouse collapsing hampered them from doing the worst to Alex, he knew he must come out to defend himself.This era was an era of social media, and when a public figure pointed a finger at you, you must be ready to bite it. Whether you speak the truth or not.Warren launched his phone camera and held his phone with his tripod. He mad