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
Tracy and Elena had been brought into the fold, learning about their mission, the secret organization, and the shocking truth about Tracy’s father. Tracy was devastated, struggling to believe that her father could have done such terrible things. Her heart ached with the weight of the revelations."I'm sorry," Tracy said, tears streaming down her face. "You’ve gone through so much because of me and my family. We've done a lot for you, and I truly mean that."Alexander looked at her, his voice gentle but firm. "It's okay, Tracy. You saved me tonight—a big save. That’s more than enough to make up for everything. But… this mission could lead to your father’s arrest, or worse, his death. Are you prepared for that?"Tracy chuckled bitterly, wiping her tears. "Yes… I’m more than prepared. My father is a monster, and it took me too long to see it. I’m ready to help end all this madness.""Alright then," Alexander said, his tone matching her resolve.They were in the president’s private quarte
Mr. Harington privately confronted Alexander, accusing him of betraying Firelord and leading him to his death.“So, why are you here? Did Alexander send you?” he demanded.“I was blackmailed and forced into it. Alexander took me in and nearly killed me. I'm just here to help, but if you don't need me, I can go,” he replied.Mr. Harington hesitated. He couldn't just let him go, especially after hearing his offer—something that could ruin Alexander financially forever. “In return, I want to be initiated into the organization,” he added.Mr. Harington stared at him. Stiles was a liability but also one of their successful experiment products. They had been looking for a way to bring him over to the side, and this just made it easier.“Okay, then. We can work on it,” Mr. Harington said as Stiles provided him with details of Alexander’s numerous accounts, including his company’s finances.“Remember, I’ll take my share from it,” Stiles reminded him.Mr. Harington grinned. “Sure, you’ll get i
Alexander asked if Charles and Elena were okay as he gathered them up.“Father is still strong and a superhero as ever!” Charles said happily.He smiled and nodded. “Yeah! I haven’t retired!”“But Father, are we poor? My friends and their parents are now saying we are poor,” Charles continued.Alexander chuckled. “Is being poor what you’re scared of?”“No, I am scared for you, Father. All I want is your presence and safety. I came to understand that people respect you because you are rich,” Charles said, and they all chuckled, with Alexander telling him that it was nothing.They all walked toward the car, and as they were about to enter, the roar of an engine speeding toward them broke the calm. Elena and Charles clung to Alexander, their faces etched with fear. The car skidded to a halt in front of them, dust swirling in its wake. The door flew open, and five men emerged, dressed like thugs and wielding wooden planks. The man Alexander had beaten earlier stepped out from the group,