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From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Nineteen
Owen had come home. Of all the times for that to happen.In all of his planning, he didn't stop to think, what if Owen had moved in with her— I mean, he only got thrown out a couple of weeks ago, He had come to the house sooner than anticipated. The realization struck Alex like a sudden jolt, freezing him in the midst of his computer setup. He glanced at Olivia, who seemed equally surprised, her eyes widening as Owen's footsteps echoed through the house, she mouthed; " he wasn't supposed to be home till Friday," Not that any of that even mattered at the moment. The air in the attic became charged with an unexpected tension. Alex's mind raced, considering the possible scenarios that could unfold with Owen's unexpected return. He hastily connected the thumb drive, his actions more mechanical than intentional. He wasn't really scared or intimidated by Owen, he just wanted to get this over with, and as soon a possible, to avoid any form of confrontation, or at least, k
From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Twenty
The drive back home was quite uncomfortable for Alex, not in in the normal sense, for the seats of the luxury car he was in, were made for Ultimum comfort. He was uncomfortable, majorly because of the verbal exchange he had with Owen— no, that wasn't it, he had gone to the house, to his house... Well, his former house, and former home. Gettimg his files was his top priority, but seeing Olivia again, wasn't something he was adequately prepared for, not after that night, not after seeing the look on her after she had attacked him. He was his wife, he had loved her so much, yet she had done that as effortlessly as breathing in air. No matter how much he tried to convince himself otherwise, he had to admit, he was really hurt, the pain wasn't even tied to his physical injuries, more of injuries to his heart, the one person whom he had loved, and trusted so much, has betrayed him so easily. That, had to take alot of getting used to, for him. He wonder how it was for her seeing hi
From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Twenty One
Alex woke up to sunlight on his face, as if the sun was saying, " come on then, wake up, it's morning already," he had been really exhausted after all the work he had put in the previous night, he couldn't even remember when he had dragged his tired self down to the bed before sleeping/passing out. He shrugged himself out of his bed, stretching himself out in the process, his bones popped so loudly, it seemed like he had worked his body so hard. He needed to relieve himself and his muscles. He didn't have to go to work today, so he had enough time to take things slowly.He put on his bathrobe, before walking into the master bathroom attached to his also moderately sized room. Contrary to his mother; Miss Ava's wishes, he had chosen the most modest looking room he could find in the huge mansion. That, was no easy task, he could admit. He walked over to the mirror, peering into the reflective surface of the ornate framed mirror to have a look at his reflection, he scrutinized h
From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Twenty Two
The soft glow of dawn seeped through the large bedroom windows, casting a warm hue upon the luxurious interior of Alex's penthouse. As the CEO of a thriving conglomerate, every day was a relentless pursuit of success, and today was no exception. Alex stirred beneath the satin sheets, the weight of responsibility settling upon him like a well-tailored suit.With a decisive motion, he swung his legs over the edge of the king-sized bed, feet landing on the plush carpet. The room was a testament to his achievements, adorned with modern art and minimalistic furniture. A quick glance at the sleek wristwatches neatly arranged on the ebony dresser hinted at the choices awaiting him. He chose a classic Rolex, the perfect accompaniment to the crisp navy blue suit hanging in his expansive walk-in closet.Dressing with a precision that mirrored his business acumen, Alex completed his ensemble with cufflinks that whispered opulence and a silk tie that bore the insignia of his empire. In his world,
From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Twenty Three
Olivia stood in Alex's office, her eyes searching for any sign of the man she once knew. The air between them was heavy with tension, and Alex's shock lingered as he asked the question burning in his mind."Why are you here, Olivia? What brings you to my office?" he inquired, his voice a mix of confusion and irritation.Taking a deep breath, Olivia replied, "I came with Owen, but I really wanted to see you, to talk."Alex scoffed, his disbelief evident. "Talk? After everything that happened, you think we have something left to talk about? You and Owen made it pretty clear that night."Olivia hesitated, her gaze dropping for a moment before meeting his again. "Alex, I know I messed up. I regret what happened that night. I want to explain, to apologize."His expression hardened, and he gestured towards the door. "Save it, Olivia. You made your choices. If you have nothing else to say, then leave. I'll be filing for divorce soon."Her heart sank at his words, but she refused to back down
From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Twenty Four
As he descended to the meeting room, Alex felt a jumble of emotions swirling within him, each one vying for dominance. The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting harsh shadows across the hallway, adding to the palpable tension that hung in the air. With each step he took, memories long buried resurfaced, reminding him of the pain and betrayal he had endured.Upon reaching the designated meeting room, Alex pushed the door open with a sense of trepidation and entered. The atmosphere inside was thick with anticipation, the weight of their impending divorce hanging heavily over them.Olivia sat nervously beside their appointed legal advisor, Mr. Charles, her demeanor a mix of apprehension and uncertainty. As Alex took his seat beside Mr. Charles, the gravity of the situation settled upon him like a suffocating blanket."Alex," Olivia greeted softly, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes betraying the turmoil within."Olivia," he replied curtly, his tone laced with tension as he s
From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Twenty Five
As Alex left the meeting room, the weight of Olivia's revelation hung heavy on his shoulders, dragging him down with a mixture of shock and disbelief. He navigated the labyrinthine corridors of the office building, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. The familiar surroundings offered little solace as he struggled to make sense of the bombshell Olivia had dropped on him.With each step he took, the echoes of their conversation reverberated in his mind, replaying like a broken record. Olivia's tear-filled confession echoed in his ears, her words haunting him as he grappled with the reality of their situation. He couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal that gnawed at him from within, his trust in her shattered by the weight of her secret."Why didn't you tell me?" he muttered to himself, the question lingering in the air like an accusation.As he reached the exit, Alex pushed open the heavy glass door and stepped out into the cool evening air. The bustling city streets stretched
From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Twenty Six
Alex stepped out of the café, the cool evening air offering a welcome contrast to the turmoil within. As he made his way back to the office building, his mind raced with thoughts of Olivia and the bombshell she had dropped on him. He couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at him, the uncertainty of their future weighing heavily on his shoulders.Arriving back at the office, Alex hurried to the meeting room where he had left Olivia and Mr. Charles, hoping to find some clarity amidst the chaos. But as he pushed open the door, his heart sank at the sight before him. The room was empty, She wasn't there, so also was Mr CharlesConfusion and frustration boiled within him as Alex turned to his secretary, desperate for answers. "Where is Olivia?" he demanded, his voice edged with urgency.His secretary looked up from her desk, her expression apologetic. "I'm sorry, Mr. Johnson," she said softly. "But Mrs. Johnson and Mr. Charles left shortly after you did. They didn't say where the
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The atmosphere in Sarah's apartment was a blend of anticipation and anxiety. They had made significant strides with Dr. Thorne, but the road ahead remained uncertain. The recent collaboration with Dr. Reid brought new hope, but also new complexities."Alright, team," Alex began, glancing around the table where Sarah, Jason, and Dr. Thorne sat. "We need to figure out how we're going to integrate Dr. Reid's resources without losing control of our research."Jason leaned forward, his impatience evident. "We finally have the funding and equipment we need. We can't let bureaucracy slow us down."Sarah nodded in agreement, her eyes meeting Alex's. "True, but we also need to maintain our direction. This is our discovery, and we can't afford to let it be steered away from our vision."Dr. Thorne, ever the voice of reason, chimed in. "We need to be strategic. Dr. Reid's involvement is crucial, but we must establish clear boundaries and roles. Let's plan this out meticulously."The next few hou
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Dr. Thorne's gaze was locked on the artifact, its otherworldly glow illuminating the room with an eerie light. The silence stretched, thick and almost palpable, as the significance of the moment settled over them. Alex, Sarah, and Jason exchanged tense glances, each acutely aware of the weight of their discovery."This... this is extraordinary," Dr. Thorne finally managed, her voice a whisper of awe. "Where did you find it? How did you come across something like this?"Alex cleared his throat, stepping forward. "It was found in an ancient excavation site, deep in a forgotten chamber. The journal led us to it, but we still don't fully understand its origins or capabilities."Dr. Thorne nodded, her eyes never leaving the artifact. "Have you conducted any tests? Any initial analyses?""We've been cautious," Sarah interjected, her voice steady despite the excitement bubbling beneath the surface. "We didn't want to risk damaging it, but we've observed some energy signatures and minor react
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Chapter Eighty Seven
The silence in Sarah's apartment was a living thing, a suffocating entity that pressed down on them with every tick of the clock. Their eyes darted between their laptops and each other, a silent plea for a notification, a response from Dr. Thorne. Hours stretched into an eternity, punctuated only by the nervous clearing of throats and the rustle of shifting bodies."Think she got it?" Jason finally broke the tense silence, his voice barely a whisper.Sarah forced a smile, though it felt hollow on her lips. "She has to have," she replied, more to herself than to him. "That connection with the astronomical event, it's too strong to ignore."Alex, ever the voice of reason, chimed in, "Let's not get ahead of ourselves. Dr. Thorne might be intrigued, but that doesn't mean she's convinced. We need to be patient."His words offered little comfort. The weight of their decision hung heavy in the air. Their email, a carefully crafted message outlining the link between the journal's description
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Chapter Eighty Six
The adrenaline from their meeting with Dr. Thorne had faded, replaced by the sobering realization of the challenges that lay ahead. Back in Sarah's apartment, the team huddled around the coffee table, the weight of their encounter settling upon them like a tangible force."So, how do you think it went?" Jason asked, his voice laced with nervous anticipation.Sarah, replaying the conversation in her mind, let out a shaky breath. "She was definitely intrigued. I could see the wheels turning in her head."Alex, ever the pragmatist, chimed in, "Intrigued is one thing, convinced is another. We barely scratched the surface with her. Remember, discretion is paramount. We can't afford to reveal everything at once.""But how much is enough?" Jason countered, frustration creeping into his voice. "We need resources to move forward, to unlock the secrets of the artifact. We can't just sit here analyzing the journal for another year."A tense silence descended upon them. The weight of Alex's cauti
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Chapter Eighty Five
The silence in Sarah's apartment was thick with the weight of their discovery. The artifact, once a source of fear and adrenaline, now represented a responsibility that felt like a mountain on their shoulders. Spread across the coffee table were maps, books, and Sarah's laptop, each item a testament to the weeks they'd spent deciphering the scholar's journal."We can't keep this a secret forever," Alex said, finally breaking the quiet. He ran a hand through his already messy hair, a gesture that usually accompanied his moments of deep contemplation. "The potential benefits are too vast to ignore."Sarah glanced at him, a flicker of worry in her eyes. "But what if it falls into the wrong hands, Alex? Imagine the power this thing could unleash in the wrong grasp."Jason, ever the optimist, leaned back in his chair, a playful smile on his face. "Come on, Sarah, don't be so pessimistic. Think about the good this could do! Imagine advancements in energy, medicine, heck, maybe even space tr
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Chapter Eighty Four
The roar of the airplane engines was a dull hum compared to the cacophony of thoughts swirling in Sarah's head. Glancing across the aisle, she saw Alex staring out the window, his face etched with a contemplative frown. Jason, beside her, was lost in a book, but Sarah knew the haunted look in his eyes that mirrored her own. Cambodia. The hidden temple complex. The Keepers. The artifact. It all felt like a fever dream, a bizarre adventure ripped from the pages of a fantastical novel."We did it," Sarah finally said, her voice barely a whisper.Alex turned towards her, a flicker of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Yeah, we did. Crazy, huh?""Crazy doesn't even begin to describe it," Sarah replied, letting out a shaky breath. "I never thought I'd be fighting rogue monks over an ancient artifact that opens portals to other dimensions."Jason chuckled a humorless sound. "Neither did I. Though, to be fair, getting kidnapped by said monks wasn't exactly on my travel itinerary eith
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Sarah and Alex decided to investigate further. With Anya's reluctant help, they started discreetly exploring the temple complex, searching for hidden chambers or clues that might shed light on the Keepers' true goals.Their exploration led them to a forgotten library, its shelves stacked with ancient tomes and dusty scrolls. As they sifted through the forgotten knowledge, a hidden compartment revealed a weathered scroll with disturbing illustrations.The scroll depicted a ritual, a ceremony involving the activation of the artifact. The illustrations showed cloaked figures channeling the artifact's energy, their faces contorted in a mix of pain and exhilaration. But the most unsettling detail was the image of a portal, a swirling vortex leading to an unknown dimension.The scroll confirmed their worst fears. The Keepers weren't just using the artifact for research; they intended to activate it, to open the gateway to the lost world. The potential consequences were terrifying. What horr
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Chapter Eighty Two
The oppressive Cambodian heat hung heavy in the air, even within the cool confines of the hidden temple complex that served as the Keepers' base of operations. Sarah and Alex, their bodies still aching from the recent ordeal, sank gratefully onto cushions laid out around a low table. Jason, his face pale and drawn, sat opposite them, a hesitant smile playing on his lips."You guys look like you've been through a war," Jason remarked, his voice raspy from disuse.Sarah chuckled, a sound tinged with exhaustion. "We could say the same about you."Alex reached across the table, squeezing Jason's shoulder. "Glad you're okay, man."Jason's smile faltered slightly. "I... I owe you both an apology. I should have told you everything."Sarah reached out and clasped his hand. "It's okay," she said gently. "Right now, all that matters is you're safe."They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, the weight of their recent experiences settling in. They had faced danger, forged an unlikely allianc
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Chapter Eighty One
Packing their meager belongings, they said goodbye to the tribesmen, their gratitude heavy in the air. With Rith as their guide, they embarked on a new journey, this time towards the bustling, chaotic world hidden within the heart of the Cambodian wilderness. The journey was arduous, filled with scorching sun, relentless mosquitos, and the ever-present fear of unseen dangers lurking in the dense undergrowth. Yet, they persevered, fueled by the unwavering determination to find Jason. After days of grueling travel, they reached the outskirts of a sprawling town. The air buzzed with activity as vendors hawked their wares, children darted between bustling crowds, and a cacophony of languages filled the air. Rith led them through labyrinthine alleyways, past ramshackle buildings adorned with peeling paint and overflowing with exotic goods. Finally, they arrived at a discreet tavern, its entrance marked by a faded lantern swinging gently in the breeze. Inside, a motley crew of individual
