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Seconds turned into minutes and minutes into hours. The Davenports were getting themselves ready for the incoming coronation which was barely a few hours away. Going late to an event like that will not tell well on them, especially since they had just gotten tied with the new CEO. Every step they would take must be calculated with accuracy and precision. Nathan wore the suit he purchased and was more than ready. He spent the rest of his time simply chilling in the main house, playing chess on his phone while the rest of the family kept running helter skelter, looking for one thing or another “Collins. Come to my room. I need your help now!” Percy suddenly called out from where she stood, halfway down the stairs and then ran back up. Nathan quickly stood up and followed her, hoping that she was not intent on giving him another tedious task. Percy, despite having a husband, would always make Nathan work like a slave, running in and out of her room. Nathan walked into her room,
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Nathan’s heart pounded in his chest. “I can’t do this, Percy. You need to find someone else to help you.” Percy’s expression shifted, her eyes narrowing. “Are you rejecting me, Collins? After all I’ve done for you?” Nathan swallowed hard. “I appreciate your help, but this isn’t right. Please, let me go.” Did she just say ‘after all she’s done for me?’ Nathan asked in his mind. What the heck has this impeccable dust done than bring trouble to his peaceful life? She reached out, grabbing his hand and pulling him closer. “Don’t be a coward, Collins. Just this once. No one will ever know. Look, Candace is a scaredy little cat and she does not deserve you, you know that. She is just a loser with too much Albert Einstein in her brain. She’s not even as sexy as I am. Does she have all this…” Suddenly, Nathan thrusted out his hand and grabbed Percy’s jaw and began to push her towards the mirror just behind her. He had had enough and was not going to let this whore insult his wife, Candace
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As they made their way out of their car and into the main hall, Nathan couldn’t help but notice the envious glances from the others. Candace’s natural beauty and elegance were impossible to ignore, and he felt a surge of pride. The hall was buzzing with activity, but Nathan’s focus remained solely on Candace. He could see the admiration in the eyes of those around them, and he couldn’t blame them. She was a vision. As they approached the stage, where the coronation ceremony was set to take place, Anita and her husband, Donald along with Enrique walked up to them, trying to conceal their disgustful jealousy. They tried really hard to conceal their emotions from the crowd so that they would not draw unusual attention that could lead to their downfall. But damn, the trio were more jealous than they should have been. “Where did you get that dress, Candace? I know it. I know that dress. It’s 10 fucking million dollars!” Anita gasped in extreme shock and disbelief. Candace understo
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Candace sat with her palms wet, she didn't know why she was suddenly getting nervous, she was not like this when she met up with Beatrice for the contract, she was not at all nervous. 'Then why now?' She thought and oozed out some hot breath from her mouth. Nathan picked up her nervousness, "Are you okay?" "Yes, I mean no. I'm nervous, Collins." She whispered to Nathan and chuckled like she had just spoken senseless words. "Do you think Mr Frost will come?" Nathan turned to Beatrice who was almost on the stage before he replied to Candace, "I don't know, do you wish to meet him?" "I don't know, I mean, don't you think he deserves some thank you from me? It is not easy for one to find favour in the sight of a businessman like him, I still don't know how he knows me. It was like a prophecy spoken by you." She turned fully to Nathan, her nervousness draining, "That reminded me that I haven't told you a proper thank you." "I didn't do anything serious, you will get the contract any
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“There is a mistake somewhere. That guy is a fucking loser and an imposter. He can not possibly be Mr. Frost’s representative!” A voice from the midst of the crowd suddenly spoke up, leaving everyone to send gasps of breath into the air. Beatrice had had enough of the insolent rubbish spewing from the Davenport family and she really desired to send all of them back to their home. But Nathan got there on time and simply asked that Enrique be ignored. Vivian did not understand. How? How on fucking earth did Collins, the man she picked from the poor streets of Mexico suddenly have a connection with a whole Mr. Frost and she did not? Some things were just not adding up and the aroma of fish could be smelled all round her vicinity. Perhaps Percy was right afterall, Collins actually allowed his wife to open her legs for Mr. Frost. Mr. Frost might have even requested for more leg opening sessions from Candace, and as a result, he would make Collins well known. That could be the only
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Nathan was still on his feet, watching as Candace walked with Beatrice and some guards trailing behind them. "They're gone." Someone shouted close to his ears and he jolted, he was scared of the sudden shout. He turned to the source of the voice and it was Donald, standing beside him was Percy, and they both had a frown on their faces. 'When was the last time anyone from the Davenport family cracked up a smile?' Nathan wondered. 'That must be a century ago' he answered the question in his head. Anita sized him up with her eyes, "I can see that you're enjoying the show. Candace brought prosperity to the family and you, a nobody are enjoying it, what gut?" She spoke like a frog was tugging in her throat. She was bittered and angry that she was not noticed by someone so prominent like Beatrice, even her mother was treated like garbage in front of everyone, but there the nobody of a son-in-law was enjoying the awareness that was cast his way like he was worth it. He was only tapping
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"Oh! There's no mask at hand, but don't worry Mr Frost, you will be fine, no one will recognize you, not even the Davenport and Miss Candace." Beatrice assured Nathan and he decided to drop the issue. When they were done dressing Nathan up, he looked a lot different from the Collins that was known, he was not Collins or Nathan at that moment, he was Mr Frost, a strict billionaire in London. "Dim the light," Nathan told Beatrice. "What, boss? You can just take a few steps to meet Miss Candace from this room." She didn't seem to get what was going on. "Do as I said Beatrice, I need to prove some things to some dumb people." Nathan shoved his left hand in his pocket while the other held a dark shade and knowing that the hallway must have been cleared by the guards, he walked out of the room. When Nathan walked into the hall, the silence that welcomed him made it look as if nobody had ever uttered a word since the coronation began.He raised his shade in such a slow motion that th
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Candace was trying hard to keep her happiness to herself as she walked out of the hall. She was pulling everyone's attention towards herself as she walked with a tight smile on her lips, she just won herself a higher respect from the people all because Mr Frost requested a meeting with her. "It's not every day you'll see Mr Frost in the flesh and for him to request a private meeting makes us confused about the relationship between you and Mr Frost. Can you tell us what we want to hear, Miss Candace?" A reporter who stopped her had requested. Candace, not wanting to seem rude decided to speak a few words, "I earned his presence with my hard work and I think anyone could do it and I'm happily married to someone that's not Mr Frost. No, I can't cheat on my husband." And with that said, she continued her journey. She couldn't wait to gist with Collins about everything. She got to where the car was parked and Nathan was not in, she faced one of her guards, "Didn't I inform you to le
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“What now? You’re gonna leave me here to die away? Huh? Is that how you forgive? And I don’t need your fucking forgiveness, you hear me?” “You are still a loser. Look what it took you to get here! You lost Fred, lost your employees, lost your wife, lost your sister! You are a loser, Nathan, and it will always be that way! Go on, walk away like you always do, but what I said just now is the truth, okay?” Alex roared out in agony and pain, trying to break free. His words kept opening a wound in Nathan’s heart. A wound that he was trying to heal, a wound he would spend a trillion dollars to completely close up. But Alex did not give a damn! He needed to lash out his own anger and cries. “I would kill you over and over again, brother. Our father was an asshole just like you. He hated me, he could not bear the responsibility of a son from his janitor. And I am the product of that disgusting intimacy, Nathan.” Alex’s voice broke. He didn’t want it to, but it did. His entire body shook,
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Alex Reed struggled to breathe as hard as he struggled to see. He looked around and could barely see a thing. He was in a dark room and whoever the fuck put him there was merciful enough to place a dim light above his head, just enough for him to see his own breath. He tried to move, but his body was numb, and yes, he was tied to a chair, so he could not move. He had been captured. He tried to recall the last incident that happened to him. He was in his car, driving to the airport for his departure, and then he was drinking… Yes. He was poisoned by a man who was not Mark, his driver. Someone had ambushed him, and now, he was tied up to a stupid chair when he was supposed to be on the seat of his private jet. Clearly, it was Megan. Alex had been humiliated to the core already. He had Vanessa slap him ruthlessly in public, diminishing his pride, lowering his esteem in front of the whole world. Then, he had Emma threaten him. This was not right. This was not the Alex he had envision
CHAPTER 428 (FINALE)
Marcus’s breath hitched. His heart pounded in his ears, drowning out the sound of the wind rustling through the trees. His fingers curled into fists, and for the first time in years, he felt something he had long buried—fear. His lips parted slightly, but no words came. April, oblivious to the storm brewing within Marcus, stared at Neil’s grave with a mixture of shock and grief. “Neil…” she whispered, her voice cracking. “I—I didn’t even know he was buried here. I mean, I heard he was killed. And whoever did it, death to the person.” Mr. Frost said nothing. He simply stood there, his hands in his coat pockets, his head slightly tilted, watching Marcus the way a lion watches its prey—patient, unhurried, and inevitable. “You seem shaken, Marcus,” Mr. Frost finally said, his voice smooth, almost amused. “Why?” Marcus forced a dry chuckle. “I just… I wasn’t expecting this,” he lied. “It’s just bringing back memories.” “Ah,” Mr. Frost nodded, taking a slow step toward Neil’s grave.
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“You said you wanted to see me?” Asked Marcus, panting. He had been running. He dared not disappoint Mr. Frost or make him wait. Especially because Mr. Frost had been cold towards him for a while. Marcus was not sure why Mr Frost would tell him to meet him at the cemetery. He literally just returned from a journey, not a vacation trip, a work trip to Dubai and he had been there for over 1 month, alone and away from all social connections, online and offline. “Did you bring your girlfriend as I requested?” asked Mr. Frost. “Yes I did, sir.” Marcus responded and signalled for April to come over. This was yet another strange thing. Why did he request for April too? April walked up to them and greeted Mr. Frost respectfully. Mr. Frost looked into her eyes and smiled, the type of smile that came from past lives and would live on for millions of years. His smile was so endearing, thought April, the very first day she met him. There was an aura he exuded that was so… so familiar, so
CHAPTER 426
Mr. Frost stood there, silently allowing the breeze to softly kiss his tender skin. Tender? No, more like rough and craggy. In this context, many people would say he had been through hell and back. But this was not the case for Mr. Frost. He lived in hell, ate in hell, cried in hell, burnt in hell, revived, burnt again, defeated demons, defeated the devil himself, and took over control. But he was close. He was this close to losing it, this close to becoming the very thing that destroyed him. His life had been a mystery, a story that could cover over 2,000 pages and 400 chapters. If only he had been writing a story of his life, or at least just documenting some specific events or even writing a journal, then it might probably be the best selling book in the New York Times or even in the entire world. Maybe he would title it, “The Man Who Survived Hell and Ruled It.” or “A Man Called Revenge!” He scoffed. He gulped down his bottle of wine as he reminisced back to early orphan
CHAPTER 425
“I… I’m sorry, Loulou. But this is it! You remember when you I used to carry that firewood back in Egypt? And then, I would… I would, um, fall and trip over? Then you would say, ‘Abni, adhhab wastriha. ead ghadan wasawf takun 'aqwaa’?” “Then I would run back home and cry. Ha!” Alex sniffed in. “I think this is the time, Loulou. I am falling. I am tripping over, and I cannot stand by and watch all that we have built crumble. I have no one left, Loulou. Vanessa has left me, Megan she… she is a fucking snake and had been a betrayer.” “All the people I called friends are fucking leeches. Parasites. I will be returning back to Egypt, Mom, but not for long. I will be back. Stronger and better.” Cozbi just lay there, eyes shut, breathing slow and paced. Alex was not sure when she would wake up or if leaving her was the right decision. But he smelled danger. First of all, Vanessa had actually been around all those times, and then Megan, whom he thought was going to be his salvation, turned
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“Sir! Someone is here to see you!” George, his right hand man said. Donald was raging. He had been grinding his teeth for days now. What was going on? Him, Donald Arthur, one of the most feared men in the city, lost a fight to his useless son and to a little girl. He felt like a laughingstock. He had built his empire with blood, sweat, and absolute ruthlessness. He had crushed men who dared to stand in his way. He had destroyed families without blinking. And now? He had lost to them? To a boy who once cowered before him and a girl he never even considered a threat? Unacceptable. His fingers curled into fists, his knuckles turning white as he forced himself to breathe. He had been grinding his teeth so much that his jaw ached. "Who is it?" Donald snapped, his voice sharp as a blade. George hesitated. "He… uh, he didn’t give a name, sir. But he said you'd want to see him." Donald exhaled sharply, rubbing his temples. "If this is another damn journalist or some lowlife trying
CHAPTER 423
Alex’s body went numb for two reasons. Firstly, her stomach was bloated. Secondly, it was Vanessa. His eyes bulged out, and he looked to Megan, who gave him a sly smile. Finally, their eyes interlocked. Alex could breathe her anger. It was like he was standing next to a fire, a hot lava, and one push from an inauspicious wind could lead to an untimely death. “You!” he said to Megan before taking slow steps to his ex, who was not official. Finally, they were sharing the same oxygen and staring eyeball to eyeball. “V.. Vanessa. I… Look, I know that…” Slap! Alex held his face. He felt humiliated. But he had to try one more time. “Vanessa. Whatever you think is not true. I…” Slap! Slap again. Slap the fourth time. This got onlookers making videos of the lady slapping the man at the airport. Alex could do nothing. He was trapped. His security guards were not with him, and he was in an open space; he could not raise hand or voice against a pregnant woman. “5 months, Alex Reed. 5
CHAPTER 422
2 Weeks Later ‘Beep’ ’Beep’ ‘Beep’ The machines hymned rhythmically, echoing into the four walls of the hospital room. Cozbi’s situation did not seem to be getting any better. It was, in fact, worsening. Alex thumped his head on the wall repeatedly. “I told her! I fucking told her! I fucking told her not to meet with Mr. Frost. Now she has a fucking heart attack.” Alex roared, curled his fist into a ball, and punched the wall. But it only left him with a pulverised hand. “She will be fine,” said Megan to comfort him. “Do not tell me she will be fine. It’s been two weeks now, and my mother had not even lifted a finger. I knew her coming to the UK was a big red flag. And you,” Alex continued, focusing his attention on Megan, “You knew she was going in to see Mr. Frost, that… that god… or whatever his fucking title is. Yet you not only approved of it, you even went in with her. All of that without my consent!” Alex roared. Then Megan stood up and walked to him. “Alex, do not
