Frustration surged through Josh like a raging river as he stormed out of the hotel, his jaw clenched with determination. The hunt for Nathan had hit yet another dead end, and the thought of his elusive adversary slipping through his grasp filled him with an overwhelming sense of anger.As he stepped out into the cool afternoon air, Josh's mind raced with plans and strategies. He knew that returning to his mansion would give him the space and resources he needed to regroup and come up with a new approach.Climbing into his waiting car, Josh slammed the door shut with a resounding thud, his thoughts consumed by the singular goal of capturing Nathan and reclaiming what was rightfully his.The streets of Belloberg city passed by in a blur as the car sped towards Josh's mansion, the rhythmic hum of the engine a constant reminder of the urgency of his mission. With each passing moment, his determination only grew stronger, fueled by the burning desire to emerge victorious in his battle agai
***Nathan leaned forward in his chair, his expression serious as he addressed his subordinates through the group call. "Alright, listen up," he began, his voice low and commanding. "We've got a job to do, and we need to do it right."The faces of his subordinates appeared on the screen, their expressions reflecting a mixture of determination and anticipation as they awaited his instructions."We're going after Josh," Nathan continued, his tone unwavering. "But we're going to do it on our own terms. We can't afford any mistakes, so we need to be smart about this."One of the subordinates, a burly man with a stern expression, nodded in agreement. "Understood, boss," he said, his voice gruff. "What's the plan?"Nathan leaned back in his chair, his mind racing as he formulated his strategy. "We'll split into teams and approach from different angles," he explained, his voice steady. "I'll give each of you a specific location to rendezvous with Josh, and from there, we'll move in and take
***Nathan sat in his dimly lit motel room, the events of the past few days weighing heavily on his mind. With Josh gone and his quest for revenge fulfilled, he felt a strange sense of emptiness gnawing at him. He knew he needed to leave the city for a while, to clear his head and find some semblance of peace to be able to think of his next move.As he pondered his options, an idea struck him like a bolt of lightning. He reached for his phone and dialed Andrei's number, his heart pounding with anticipation."Hello?" came Andrei's voice on the other end of the line."Andrei, it's Nathan," he said, his tone earnest. "I was wondering if I could come and spend some time with you in Romania."There was a brief pause before Andrei responded, his voice tinged with caution. "Nathan, are you sure that's a good idea? After all, you're the one responsible for Andrew's death. It might not be safe for you here."Nathan's heart sank at Andrei's words, the reality of his situation crashing down on h
The dimly lit room crackled with tension as Nathan Amber, a man in his late 20s, loomed over the trembling figure of Deltrey Hamel, the powerful president of the Hamel Group, Belloberg City's largest conglomerate. Deltrey was a man in his late 30s with blonde hair and blue eyes. The air was thick with an unspoken threat, and the cold, steel chair on which Deltrey was bound seemed to tighten its grip with every passing second.Nathan's eyes bore into Deltrey's, as if daring him to speak the truth. The room's single, flickering light bulb cast ominous shadows that danced across the walls. Also revealing Nathan’s dark hair and hazel eyes. Nathan's voice was a low, dangerous growl that cut through the silence like a razor."Who is the puppet master pulling your strings, Deltrey?" Nathan's tone left no room for evasion.Deltrey's pallid face was slick with sweat, his eyes darting frantically as he tried to create a response. He stammered, "I don't... I don't know what you're talking about.
Nathan wasn’t too shocked at how she responded to him because he had been used to people talking to him in this manner ever since he got married to Karina, but he didn’t care about what she had to say to him; he just wanted to see Karina.“Look, I am not here to sign any divorce papers; I just want to see Karina,” Nathan said bluntly.Diane replied to him rudely. “Didn’t I tell you that she’s not around? Just follow me." She came out of her desk and started walking upstairs, as Nathan followed her. They arrived in Karina’s office, which was empty. Diane walked over to Karina’s desk that was at the end of the office as she opened a blue file on the desk. She switched the pages over as she picked up a pen and pointed it at Nathan.“Come and sign the pages; boss Karina is favorable towards you. The compensation on the divorce papers is a house and three million dollars in cash. These are too much for a man with no class like you,” she fired at Nathan.Nathan didn’t attempt to take the pe
He turned to Karina one final time. "Give me the jade ring pendant I gave to you." He asked politely. Since Karina had no idea what Tinder was, he has hidden it from her over the years. Now that they are divorced, he couldn’t hide it with her anymore and would need it back.“Why should I give it to you? After all I’ve done for you, all you can think about is taking back the jade ring pendant you gave me. Karina bombarded him with questions. Since he was not interested in collecting the settlement on the divorce papers, she wondered why he would ask for something as small as the jade ring pendant."Please, I would need it back. I know you might not see the pendant as important, but it has been in my family for generations since you divorced me; it’s best you give it back to me,” Nathan pleaded.Karina felt that she shouldn’t make a fuss about it, so she removed the pendant and gave it to him. With that, he left the office, feeling a complex mixture of relief and heartache. The words a
Nathan endured the invasive search, his face a mask of stoic determination. He had nothing to hide, and he knew that his focus now lay beyond material wealth.After a thorough examination, Mrs. Blackwood and James found nothing that could incriminate Nathan. However, James picked up Nathan's Tinder, the token of the Ashes, and held it up. He smirked and taunted Nathan, "Well, since you won't be needing this anymore, why don't you use it to cover three years' worth of expenses? Because you have been leaving off of us."Nathan's patience was wearing thin. He couldn't bear the condescension and the mockery any longer. With a steely glare, he retorted, "I'm afraid you'll have to return that to me soon."Mrs. Blackwood and James exchanged puzzled glances, clearly perplexed by Nathan's response, and wondered what he meant. He continued, his voice firm and unyielding, "The Tinder is a symbol of the Ashes, and I'll need it for a different purpose. But don't worry; it won't be to pay for my ex
As they sat in the car, including the bodyguard in the backseat, Gwen started the car and drove off. “What was that back there? You were so determined,” Gwen said with her gaze focused on the road.“Yeah, that pendant holds a significant meaning in my life. I am sorry if the behavior turned you off,” Nathan replied. He didn’t want to let any of them know that the pendant was the Tinder. It’s very important for him to get to the truth about who killed his parents.Though Gwen was dissatisfied with Nathan's earlier behavior, she wasn't angry with him. She understood that there were times when immediate action was necessary, and Nathan's actions had shown his determination to recover the pendant.“I completely understand,” she said calmly.Nathan had a lot of questions for Gwen; one was how Gwen knew about him and various other questions, but he knew this was not the time to start asking those questions; he wanted them to get to their destination first.***Meanwhile, Karina had rushed d