It's been over twenty-four since the signing took place. All major news channels have been eagerly asking and expecting a response concerning Perry and the company."I can't believe he actually has the company over to that maniac like it was nothing. And you were they and allowed it to happen?" Alonso asked Arnold in confusion and anger.Arnold had come to bail him out and give him an update on what was going on. Being locked up wasn't new to Alonso, but he had expected he would have been bailed earlier and didn't imagine he would spend the night behind the counter.He was given a little bit of preferential treatment though, so he didn't really feel it."Philip has a plan to lure Sylvester out and get him arrested. The papers he signed weren't really authentic, so you do not have to worry about anything." Arnold said "The only problem is that Sylvester is taking too much time to show himself, and that is giving us concern" he added" Did he say that was his idea?" Alonso asked and sco
It has been more than a week since Sylvester's arrest. As time passed, things gradually returned to normalcy, with the company's shares and stock reclaiming their value in the market. Remarkably, they managed to recoup triple the amount of money lost during the Sylvester ordeal. However, amidst this progress, one lingering factor prevented complete joy—the condition of Mia, who remained hospitalized. Although there had been significant improvement in Mia's health since our last update, she was no longer in a coma. As a new week approached, the topic of their wedding once again filled the air with anticipation. Nevertheless, they decided to release an official statement, stating that the wedding would be put on hold for a while. They explained the need to recover from the shock they had experienced, and everyone understood and respected their decision. As they patiently awaited a rescheduled date for their wedding, Alonso found himself engrossed in an entirely different endeavour alo
"James Johnson, is there something on your mind that you wish to share with me?" Lyra inquired once more, noticing the palpable fear in James as he desperately attempted to conceal it. "Oh, come now, do you genuinely believe that I am financially destitute?" James queried, his lips curved into a smile. Lyra found herself at a loss for words, yet maintained a serious expression while gazing at James intently. "I only acted in such a manner because I am well aware of your desire for spending, and currently, I am engrossed in an important project that needs the allocation of millions of dollars. Consequently, I preferred to exercise caution and refrain from indulging in unnecessary expenses," James explained. Lyra's laughter echoed through the room as she scoffed dismissively. "You? Engaged in a significant project? Since when?" She bombarded him with questions, her skepticism evident. "James, you're affluent, and no matter how much I spend from your account, it won't have any impact
"Oh, James," Perry exclaimed, surprised. "I had no idea you were involved with someone." She broke the tense and uneasy silence that had enveloped them."Well, there are many aspects of my life you're not aware of," James replied, his lips curling into a gentle smile. "I must apologize for all the unfortunate events that have occurred in your life recently. Firstly, the loss of your father, then Mia's shooting, and finally, the horrifying ordeal of being kidnapped. I deeply regret not being there for you during these challenging times," he continued, gently removing his hands from Lyra's shoulders and taking hold of Perry's palm, tenderly caressing it."It's alright, James," Perry reassured with a warm smile. "I know you've been praying for me." She gently withdrew her hands from his grasp and reached out to hold Alonso's hand, her face lighting up."Besides, Alonso has been a constant source of comfort during those challenging times.""Oh, yes, I definitely have been praying," James
The journey they undertook was a lengthy one, stretching out before them with no end in sight. Throughout most of their trip, an uncomfortable stillness hung in the air, enveloping them in silence. Seeking respite from the quietness, they turned to music, allowing its melodies to accompany them on their drive.In the midst of this pervasive silence, Alonso, yearning for a connection, bravely shattered the tranquillity."Can you tell me more about my relationship with Perry during the time when I truly felt like myself?" he inquired, injecting life into the stagnant atmosphere. General, his countenance brightening with a smile in response to the unexpected question, chose to remain silent for a while, savouring the query."I anticipated that you would inquire about your life within the Mafia group, yet here you are, delving into matters of the heart," he remarked with a playful grin, expressing his surprise.Alonso defended himself, "Come on, I'm simply driven by curiosity. Besides, I
Felix Gallardo, his voice booming like thunder, addressed the room with a mixture of disbelief and infuriation, "Is this the chicken you claimed to be our supposed leader? Do you think we're a laughingstock?"The General stood there, stunned and rendered momentarily speechless, his gaze shifting towards Alonso. Ironically, Alonso resembled a chicken himself, trembling as he bowed his head, avoiding any eye contact with the men in the room.Mr McQueen chimed in, expressing his frustration, "It's just the four of us, and he's acting like a weakling. How can we possibly present him to the rest of the group?" The General, preoccupied with coaxing some words out of Alonso, was met with Mr McQueen's inquiry."Thank goodness we decided to meet him privately before introducing him to the whole team. Imagine the level of humiliation we would have faced if the entire group had been present to witness this havoc," he added, emphasizing the potential embarrassment they had narrowly avoided."Gene
"We all understand how much you long for Orlando's return, but," Hamilton's voice resounded with frustration as he gestured towards Alonso, "this person standing before us is not Orlando. Surely, we can discern the truth from an impostor. We must hold ourselves to a higher standard." General, sensing the skepticism in the room, stepped forward to present his case. "But he possesses the family's locket," he interjected, anticipating the objections. "Before you dismiss it as a mere trinket, let me assure you, I have personally verified its authenticity. It is undeniably a genuine article. Furthermore, Alonso bears the same birthmark as Orlando, a mark that remains etched upon his skin." "The only missing piece now," General continued, a glimmer of hope in his eyes, "is his resemblance to Orlando and his lost memories. Given time, those memories can be regained. We mustn't rush to judgment, for there is more to his story that has yet to unfold." With those words, General moved towards t
Over an hour had passed since Alonso had agreed to partake in the duel, and despite having been given ample time to reconsider, he remained resolute. Alonso was led down into an underground chamber, designated as the arena for their impending confrontation."You know, there's really no need for you to go through with this," Debby earnestly conveyed to Alonso, as he made preparations for the duel."If you truly are Orlando, we can explore alternative methods to establish your identity. I'm here to assist you," she added"There exists no alternative path, as you previously mentioned. Orlando possessed remarkable combat skills, and I must validate my identity by demonstrating the same," Alonso responded, emphasizing his determination. With that, he exited towards the ring, where his adversary, Jones, patiently awaited his arrival.Alonso and Jones stood face to face in the dimly lit underground chamber, their eyes locked in a battle of wills. Tension crackled in the air as the spectators,