For a few months after that, his life was peaceful and devoid of any drama. He even moved to a calmer part of the city and bought a small one story house for the purpose of relaxation. He usually only went there during the weekends with Raegan where they would cook together and have dinner, then watch movies, or do some other activities together. The house was just for them to bond and be together without disturbance or distractions. Only a matter of time before Alex and his mother would begin to reveal their plans again. His father's mistress, Cassandra and her son, Alex, harboured their dark plans underneath their silence. They had been silent for a while now, but it was only because they had things up their sleeves. Cassandra, who was the master of evil plots, while her son only waited to be told what to do made new plans. As usual, this whole plot was caused by the same old reasons – Cassandra's hate for Cade and his mother, and Alex's resentment of Cade's position as the CEO to
And so it happened that night that Cade's gate was locked and watched over by his security. But towards the back of the property, a part of the wall had been left unguarded because the guards left to give Cade and Raegan some privacy. The lovers had dinner on the terrace on a picnic mat spread for that purpose and danced after that. After making a toast and sharing a kiss, they got so lost in each other that they were going to make love right outside. Cade signalled the two guards patrolling close by to leave so he could have time with his woman, it was his property after all so they could make love wherever they wanted. The assassin had been watching the house from afar for days trying to find a weak spot in the security that he could exploit. When Cade and Raegan stepped inside after they were done, Cade forgot to call the patrolling guards back to their duty post so the person hired to poison his car came in through a hole in the chain link fence that he silently made using a tool
Cade was woken up by the loud ringing of his phone. He disentangled from cuddling with his sweetheart, Raegan. He wondered who was calling him at this early hour. It was only just a few minutes past five in the morning. Usually, if he was going to work, he would be up by the time, but it was the weekend and the purpose of coming here with Raegan was for them to rest and sleep in. He picked up the phone and saw that it was his security staff who was calling him at such a time. He picked up. "Good morning," his deep morning voice vibrated through the phone. "Morning, sir. I'm so sorry to have disturbed your rest, but there is something here I need you to come see." The man recited as fast as he could into the phone, not wanting to waste Cade's time. Something so urgent by this time must really be urgent, Cade thought to himself. "Okay, I'm coming," he said to his staff and put off the call. As he put on his pajamas that he had taken off the previous night, he wondered what the urgen
"Will you speak now?" Cade asked as he saw the man shaking from the fear of being tortured."I will," the man said reluctantly, even though he was visibly shaking. Cade's security staff watched with satisfaction from seeing the initially hardened man shaking like a leaf falling from a tree. "Good. Who sent you?" The man hesitated despite his initial acquiescence. "I said who sent you?" Cade bellowed again. "Mr Alex Milton." Cade was surprised. Then he mentally berated himself for being surprised at all. He should have been expecting this. But it had been months since Alex gave him any trouble, so he sort of forgot about the malicious intentions Alex had in mind. To him, Alex was so insignificant that he never felt threatened by the boy and his mother. It seems the two of them wanted him to remember them again and come after them. Instead of them being grateful that he had forgotten about them and live their lives in peace, they were trying to stir up trouble."Alex sent you here?
As Cade's security staff swiftly brought out his phone to call the police to apprehend the intruder, Cade, his mind ablaze with a mix of anger and determination, went into the house. Alex's cup was full now. The thought of the confessions, from the intruder, starting from the break-in to the shocking confessions implicating Alex and Cassandra, fueled a burning need for action that needed not to be delayed, in Cade's heart. Inside the confines of his house, Cade paced with a sense of urgency. He did not need to walk as fast as he did, but his anger ran deep, and he thought that the gravity of the situation demanded decisive action. He went up to his room to change up. First, he reached for his phone again, to contact his trusted ally, Gale, to get a rundown of the activities of the company for that day, and his legal advisors to formulate a plan. The evidence against Alex and Cassandra that he had gathered so far, he decided, were enough to send them to their place of judgement. As he
Cade smiled and nodded curtly, indicating his thankful response. The smile on his face fell as he made his way to Alex's penthouse, a sleek residence that symbolised luxury and privilege, only that it was misused luxury and privilege. The residents of the penthouse didn’t deserve his smile. They had gone too far this time and he wouldn’t condone them crossing the line severally. As he approached the penthouse door, a surge of adrenaline coursed through Cade's veins, and he calmed down immediately. He was here just to speak, not to cause any form of trouble, he needed to see if he could get more information from Cassandra that would make it easier to send them both to prison. He raised his hand to knock, but the door swung open before his knuckles could make contact with the shiny mahogany wood door. Standing before him was Cassandra, smiling at him as though she had been expecting his arrival. She must be trying too hard to conceal her surprise, Cade was supposed to be dead now b
The dawn painted the sky with hues of gold as Alex, fueled by a seething rage, arrived at his father Mackenzie's house. The gates creaked open, granting passage to a place that held memories of betrayal and abandonment. The air thickened with tension as Alex stepped onto the lavish grounds, his footsteps echoing in the silence of the early morning. He had only one thing in mind – to end the pathetic life of Mackenzie Milton. Mackenzie had gotten fed up of Alex and his mother Cassandra's tantrums, had disowned Alex some months ago, severing the familial ties that bound them. His reason for disowning Alex, though made rashly, was not one that Mackenzie had come to regret. In fact, he was happy that he had done it at that moment. Entering the mansion, memories of his childhood augmented by getting all he wanted washed over him. Until some months ago, he could get anything he wanted as long as he mentioned that he was the second son of Mackenzie Milton. He had always flaunted the thing
Alex did not bother driving back to his penthouse. There was a small motel he knew that they could go hiding till they found a way to leave the country, or were sure that Cade would not come looking for them. As he drove, confusion sat in his mother's face. "Where are we headed?" She asked, not understanding the directions that Alex was taking. "A hiding place, mom," Alex said, not hiding his impatience at his mother's annoying question. Cassandra knew not to ask another question, and just kept quiet and let her son do his thing. In that bright morning, Alex and Cassandra dashed through the not so familiar outskirts of town, Alex driving as fast as he could, as though Cade was coming after him right then. The thought of Cade catching up with them spurred him to drive faster, adrenaline coursing through his veins. Finally, they came upon the small, weather-beaten motel nestled at the edge of civilization – it looked nothing like where the classy mother and son would run for refuge,