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HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 183
Lilian had thought about this for so long. Why would she want to submit to Roman? Why would she choose to abandon all the lessons her father had taught her? It was wrong to show weakness, especially to someone like Roman, but they didn’t have any other choice. Roman was going to win either way, and the least they could do was swear their allegiance to him. She had lost everything, but there was a little glimmer of hope left. If she could get back control of her father’s company, then she would be pleased. She had watched her father risk everything for it. He had built it from the ground to where he was. That was why it was so precious to him. She couldn’t let anything happen to the company. She had let it fall into the wrong hands once, and it had destroyed them. She wasn’t going to let it happen again. “That company belonged to my father. He suffered to build that company alone. And watching Viper Don take that form had killed him. The only thing I could do now is to make sure that
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 184
Alice placed the back duffel bag on the bed and began dumping her clothes into it. She was in a rush. She had to get out of there quickly. It was only a matter of time before they were caught. Their home had been infiltrated once already. They weren’t going to stand around to see if there was a second time. She reached for the closet and pulled out her clothes once more before dumping them into the duffel bag again. The news of Viper Don’s death had come as a shock to her. How could they lose Viper Don? And it was nobody else than Roman Lacroix who then thought they had been killed. If Roman was still alive it meant that it was dangerous for them to still be in New York. They had to be on their way. That rainy night, she had thought it would be the last of Roman, but he had come back stronger, and if anyone was good at seeking revenge it was Roman. He was surely going to find them, but by that time they would be halfway across the country. Hopefully, that would buy them some time b
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 185
Roman looked around carefully as he stepped further into the room. Florence was behind him with the gun in her hand pointing towards her feet as he scanned the room tentatively as well. There was something wrong. The house looked empty, but it surely wasn’t. Billy and Alive were still in here but where? They were very good hitmen, that was why her father had specifically ordered them to murder Roman. But luckily for Roman, she had been there in time to save his life. She wasn’t going to rub it all over his face because she was the one who had put him in that position in the first place. “I don’t see anybody here. I think we are too late,” Roman said, turning to her. Florence sighed and looked around. Roman was losing focus and anything could happen. “They are still here, I can feel it,” she said. Roman squinted at her as he heard that. He didn’t buy what she said. But he couldn’t complain. So he turned around and looked at the living room one more time. “I’ll search the kitchen,
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 186
Alice could hear her eyes ringing as she looked at her surroundings. For a split second, she was lost, but as she felt the warm liquid trickle down her temple, her memories came back. They had been running from Roman. She and Billy. It was no surprise that he would come neck for revenge. But what surprised her most was the fact that he was alive. She could remember stuffing three bullets into his chest that rainy night. How the hell could he have survived that? That was the question that was ringing in her mind together with the sound of bells that were in her head. She looked around and found Billy lying unconscious. She almost screamed in shock but she lost her voice. As the warm liquid trickled down her cheek, she touched it and brought it to her eyes. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized that it was blood. Her eyes immediately searched her environment. She was stuck in a car. The car they had intended to use to escape Roman. The woman that had come along had been a surpri
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 187
“Thank you for coming, Roman,” Lilian said. Roman clenched his jaws and nodded. He had just stepped out of the elevator and was already greeted by Lilain who seemed to have been waiting for him eagerly. Why wouldn’t she? He had accepted to give her back the company—well, not everything. Just a minority stake to make sure that they didn’t try anything funny in the future. Just like last time. “Right this way, the lawyers are waiting for you,” she said, pointing towards the familiar office. Roman walked through the hallway in silence as they made their way towards his office. Ever since Donald had died, he had become the new CEO of the company. That was because he had inherited all of Donald’s properties as well. He wondered why Florence would let him do something like that. This was his office now. The office where he had been once fired in, was now his. As he arrived at the door, he swung it open and stepped in. There were already people inside; two lawyers with Florence and Dav
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 188
“How is this even possible?” Roman asked as he stared at the bowl of soup. Ben could only chuckle. He was by the sink now dressed in a blue apron as he did the dishes. Florence, who was standing at the counter with Roman, laughed at his words. Ben had made dinner, and the soup was supposedly dessert. Roman hadn’t been convinced at first that the soup would be okay for dessert. He claimed they could have had something better like ice cream, but Ben had been determined to let them try his chicken soup. And it ended up being stellar. “You underestimate my qualities, Roman,” Ben said. Roman took another spoonful of soup before he looked up at him. “I think I do.”Florence and Ben ended up laughing. As she laughed, she recalled that she hadn’t had the opportunity to talk to Roman about what she had intended to do. When she had tried to talk to him, Lilian and David had come in and ruined everything, and after that, she hadn’t quite found the time to tell him. Maybe now was a good tim
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 189
“What?” Roman was trying his best to remain calm but he couldn’t. The news that Florence broke made it difficult for him to maintain his cool. Florence could feel the cold hands of guilt grip her. They had bonded during the little time they had spent together. It was no surprise that they ended up having feelings for each other. But those feelings couldn’t be acted on. She knew that Roman wasn’t going to have the time to spend with her. After what he had been through with Lilian, she knew it would be difficult for him to get married again. And that didn’t suit her. She wanted a family of her own, and kids too, but Roman wouldn’t be intrigued by that. And also, she needed some time alone to process her thoughts. She had spent half of her life trying to impress her father with the hope that she would save him one day. But he had ended up using her, and the only way they could stop him was to kill him. She was the only person in her family now and had nothing left here in New York. T
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 190
“Hello, Ben,” Oliver Debaucher greeted with a smile. Ben clenched his jaws as he realized that it was Oliver Debaucher. He wasn’t a fan of his because of the kind of work he did. He was a thief. A professional one, and he had lured Roman into it. Not once but twice. “What do you want?” Ben asked coldly. Oliver Debaucher chuckled with his hands behind him. He had his hands behind him as he stood before Ben all dressed in a black turtleneck sweater and a pot of gray trousers. His blonde hair was combed neatly and his eyes glowed as he smiled. He was gorgeous but that didn’t move Ben at all. “I’m here to see Roman. I’m sure he must have told you we were coming?” Oliver said. Ben clenched his jaws once more. He was right. He called Roman earlier this morning and told him that it was an emergency and he would be in New York shortly. But it was evening now, and the sun was setting just over the horizon. Ben didn’t want their evening to be ruined by him. It had already been ruined whe