Alexander arrived at the given location—an unfinished building. He made his way inside, walking carefully while on a call with his sister through his AirPods.As he entered the wide, quiet building, he looked around but couldn't see anyone."Have you seen him?" Kate asked through the AirPods."Nope, no one..." he began, just as he was about to finish his statement.Suddenly, a gang of men in sharp suits and dark sunglasses emerged from the shadows, moving toward him with purpose. Their polished shoes echoed ominously against the concrete floor as they closed in. He quickly whispered to Kate, "Engage."He then stepped back, waiting for them to attack.But instead of attacking, the leader of the group stepped forward, his expression unreadable behind his dark glasses. With a surprising show of deference, he bowed low before Alexander and, in a deep, respectful voice, addressed him as "Master."The others immediately bowed as well. Alexander frowned, confused by what was happening."Why
“Stiles, Stiles, Stiles,” Alexander hollered as he heard the sound of the gun.“Be calm, he is still alive, for the moment. Now, he is my hostage, so I'm giving you just three hours to return my gold, or else, I will kill your brother,” the voice said before hanging up.Alexander sighed, and Kate approached him. “What are you going to do now? Stiles’ life is in danger.”Alexander scratched his head, while Lion stepped forward. “You should meet him and return the gold. I have another way to catch him.”Alexander asked, and Lion explained the plan to them.****Stiles was forced to sit down on the sofa, with several bodyguards pointing guns at him.“I can’t believe this is happening, Firelord. You’re like a father to me. You… you watched over me until I grew up, and now you’re doing all this, why?” Stiles asked.Firelord gulped his wine and scoffed, “Father? I’ve never seen you as a son. I saw you as a mere investment I had to protect. And even now, you’re more valuable than you think!”
Elena was with her son, Charles, when they got out of the taxi and entered a bookstore. Charles needed some textbooks for school.As they entered and began searching for the books they wanted to buy, someone intentionally pushed Charles so hard that he stumbled into the shelves, causing them to collapse and spill books all over the ground.Elena quickly rushed to Charles' side, her heart racing. "Are you okay, Charles?" she asked, her voice filled with concern as she knelt beside him. Charles winced and pointed to his ankle. "I think I scratched it," he replied, his face showing a mix of pain and confusion.Elena's worry quickly turned into anger. She stood up and scanned the area, spotting the boy who had pushed Charles. Without hesitation, she marched over to him, her fury evident in every step. "You hurt my son! How could you just push him like that" she shouted, and before the boy could react, she knocked him back in the head.The boy stumbled back but quickly regained his footi
On their way home, Charles was still angry and fuming about the reason they should be the ones to apologise, clean up after the boy did that arrogant thing. They were both quiet as they made their way home.As they reached home, at the doorstep, Alexander stood there, waiting for them. Elena was surprised at how he managed to locate them."Bryna, how did you know we are living here?" she asked.He didn’t bother to ask, as Charles hauled, “Daddy! Daddy is here for me,” he said and flung himself at him. Alexander picked him up and carried him. Charles was very happy to finally see his father. He had been pissed about how his mother just made them leave Alexander.“My son, how was today?” he asked.“DAD, today was bad—”Elena rushed towards them to stop him, “Uh, today is good, Charles, nothing happened, we should forget it.”“No, Mom, I am not forgetting the unfair treatment. Father, we were treated badly today at the bookstore,” he began and told him everything that happened. Alexander
Alexander told Elena to stay in, and he went outside to find out what was happening.As Alexander stepped outside, he was immediately surrounded by military personnel in full gear.“Hey, you're under arrest for assault and battery," one of them said, handcuffing him.Elena rushed out after hearing this and was shocked and angry. "What's going on? You can't just arrest him!"The officer ignored her, reading Alexander his rights. Charles, frightened, clung to his mother's leg.The bookstore owner, still nursing his injured hand, emerged from the shadows, a smug look on his face. “I told you, didn't I? That you would face the consequences, and these are the consequences!!!"Alexander chuckled, “So, this is the cause of the arrest!”The team leader of the military came forward and saw Alexander; he immediately recognized him and bowed, “Sir … it's you!”“What do you mean, why are you using 'sir' for this lowlife man, huh? Why in hell!!” the book owner shouted.The military didn’t even hee
Elena slept and woke up, and yet Alexander hadn’t arrived. She had tried his number many times last night before she slept, but all to no avail. Now, when she woke up and tried it again, it still didn’t go through. She knew something bad had happened. She dropped Charles at school and made her way to the company. She met with Mr. James asked about Alexander's whereabouts, but he couldn’t say because he didn’t know either. They immediately called Kate, and after Kate arrived, Elena explained everything that had happened the previous night.“Okay, this shouldn’t be something serious. I will take care of it. The president must have sent him on some mission. I’m sure he’s fine. I will go check on him there,” Kate said, assuring Elena as she stormed out and made her way to the White House. When she got there, she was stopped before she could even get close.A guard pointed a gun at her. “Hey, who the hell are you, and what do you think you’re doing here?” the team leader of the bodygua
Michael leaned against his car, scanning the dimly lit street in front of Tracy's house. She had called him, asking him to pick her up, but she was nowhere to be seen. He checked his watch, a growing unease gnawing at him. After a few more minutes, he dialled her number again. The phone rang, echoing into the silence, but no one answered.Just as he was about to try again, Tracy emerged from the shadows, a faint smile on her lips. She wrapped her arms around him in a warm embrace. "Sorry for keeping you waiting," she murmured.He pulled back slightly, his brow furrowed. "What’s going on? Why did you call me here?"Tracy's eyes flickered with something he couldn't quite place. "We’re meeting someone," she replied, her voice tight. Michael’s frown deepened as he tried to read her expression, but it gave nothing away.Suddenly, a figure stepped out from the shadows. Michael's breath hitched, and his heart began to race. For a moment, he was certain it was Alexander. Panic surged throug
As the bodyguards prepared to carry out their orders, one of the guards suddenly burst into the room and rushed to the president, whispering something urgently in his ear."Really? Let them in," the president responded, his voice calm but firm. The guards immediately withdrew, and with a subtle motion, the president signaled them to lower their weapons.The aide’s expression darkened with frustration. "Sir, why are you hesitating? You should kill that traitor!"The president remained silent, his gaze fixed on the entrance, waiting. "Sir, we need to eliminate him now!" the aide insisted, his voice rising with impatience."Enough!" the president snapped, cutting him off. Just then, the doors swung open, and Elena, Kate, and Tracy strode in, dragging a captive Michael behind them.Alexander, who had been silent until now, lifted his head and chuckled, "Well, well, look who we have here!"The president turned his attention to the newcomers, his tone measured. "So, where is the evidence t