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RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 101
As Xavier stood up amidst the escalating commotion on the field, his tall figure commanded attention, his face a mix of irritation and frustration. "Everyone, quiet down," Xavier's voice rang out, firm and authoritative. The hush that followed was perceptible, the guests and family members fixing their gaze on him, waiting for his next move. Shaking his head, Xavier directed his intense gaze at the lawyer, "Mr. Apt, I, Xavier Avendano do not accept the will you just read," he declared, his voice cutting through the stillness. Mr. Apt appeared perplexed, his brows knitting into patterns, "Mr. Xavier, this document you're talking about is legally binding, and you have no authority whatsoever to reject it..." A wry chuckle escaped Xavier's lips. "I am the new Lord Avendano," he stated boldly, his words laced with conviction. "Only I have the right to make decisions regarding the family's legacy. It's none of your business, if I'm not satisfied with the directi
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 102
Everyone on the field fixed their gaze on Xavier as he stood tall and imposing in the center, his voice echoing across the open space with undeniable authority. The air was thick with tension, a palpable energy that crackled like lightning before a storm. Xavier cleared his throat, his steely gaze locking onto India with a sense of determination. "I hereby order the engagement of India and Hernando to happen immediately," he declared, his words cutting through the silence like a sharp blade. Gasps of shock rippled through the crowd, eyes widening in disbelief at the unexpected announcement. India felt her world shatter in an instant, her heart racing in her chest as her father's words sank in. Her eyes dilated in shock, a wave of fear and confusion washing over her. She couldn't believe what she just heard. Clutching her chest in a gesture of desperation, she rose from her seat and hurried to the podium, her steps heavy with uncertainty. "Father, what
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 103
"Fine, I'll marry Hernando," India's words hung in the air like a sudden thunderclap on a bright summer day, shocking everyone in the field. The declaration caught Hernando off-guard, a wave of elation washing over him as he looked at India, a broad and joyful smile spreading across his face. He sighed and winked at India. "Finally..." he muttered beneath his breath. Maria stood frozen for a moment, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. She couldn't believe what India just said. So, India was really going to marry Hernando? She thought to herself. India was a very adamant daughter and she knew India wouldn't change her mind for anything. Slowly, a wide grin spread across her face as she approached India. Cupping her daughter's face in her hands, Maria pressed a tender kiss to India's forehead, her heart brimming with pride and happiness. "I am so proud of you, my dear. I am so proud of the choice you've made," she murmured, her voice choked with emotion. India smirked almost im
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 104
As Hernando brought a ring out of his pocket, a guard suddenly burst onto the scene, his announcement piercing the air like a bolt of lightning. "The Royal group is here!" he proclaimed, his voice carrying a sense of urgency that seemed to reverberate through the very fabric of the villa. In an instant, the previously tranquil atmosphere was shattered, replaced by a palpable tension that gripped everyone in its icy hold. Bewilderment and awe painted the faces of the onlookers as a fleet of luxurious cars bearing the distinctive emblem of the Royal group glided into the villa, followed by the graceful descent of two helicopters from the skies above, landing on the manicured field with precision. Hernando, with a furrowed brow, turned to India, his expression reflecting the shared confusion. "Did your father invite the Royal group?" he inquired softly. India shook her head in disbelief. "I had no idea they were coming. I doubt father did," she replied, her voice t
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 105
Nicholas watched with a stone-cold expression etched on his features as his men forcibly removed Maria from the field. The tension in the air was thick as he raised his hand skyward, "Let go of her," he commanded and just like that, they obeyed, freeing their grip on her with a sense of reluctance. Maria, her chest heaving with rapid breaths, shot Nicholas a fierce glare, her eyes burning with a mixture of defiance and fear. As she straightened her shoulders, a sharp crack echoed through the silent field as she realigned her bone. She couldn't believe that Nicholas just did that to him. Nicholas, his smirk never faltering, sauntered over to her with a casual grace that belied the intensity of the situation. He inquired with a mocking tone, "Would you like me to grace Lord Avendano's funeral ceremony with my presence, my dear mother in law? I have missed you so much, and I must say, you've grew taller and even more beautiful." As Nicholas spoke, India bursted into laughter, winking a
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 106
The priestess walked back to the podium, her flowing robes swaying gently with each graceful step. Her presence commanded respect. As she reached the podium, she raised a hand and the room fell into a respectful quiet, the only sound the soft strains of piano and violin blending together in a melodic symphony. Clearing her throat, the priestess's voice rang out, pure and melodious as she began to sing ancient hymns that spoke of love, loss, and redemption. The music swelled around her, filling the room with a haunting beauty that touched the souls of all who listened. Slowly, the audience rose to their feet, their voices joining hers in a solemn chorus that echoed through the halls. After several minutes of singing and humming, the priestess lowered her hand, signaling the end of the hymn. The audience sank back into their seats, the weight of grief heavy upon them. It was then that the priestess turned to face Xavier, her eyes solemn. "Mr. Xavie
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 107
The somber atmosphere hung heavy in the air as the last of the mourners made their way out of the cemetery, their footsteps echoing against the stillness of the grounds. Lord Avendano's funeral procession had come to an end, leaving behind only a handful of lingering attendees. Nicholas Avendano stood by his wife, offering her quiet comfort as she wiped away her tears, a palpable sense of loss weighing down on them both. There would be no more talk about Lord Avendano and that would just be the end. Two figures clad in sleek black suits approached Nicholas with purposeful strides, their faces adorned with polite smiles. Their presence was disconsonant amidst the mourning, their air of confidence cutting through the pall of sadness like a sharp blade. Who could they be? Nicholas wondered as he realized that they were obviously coming towards him. Nicholas furrowed his brow, a flicker of curiosity dancing in his eyes as he turned to face them. With a gentle bow, one of the men addre
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 108
"Mr. Loughty, who were those people you were conversing with? I haven't seen them before? And you know so well, that you can't be having chat with random people," Mr. Du Pont enquired as he and Nicholas walked out of the cemetery, their steps echoing against the silence of the evening. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the gravestones as they made their way towards the waiting car. "I didn't know them too - But, they introduced themselves and... Yeah, Axford and Mikhail. They are both doing well, and they're no threats. I recognize one when I see..." Nicholas responded with a chuckled as he and Mr. Du Pont entered the car. "Who did they say they are again?" Mr. Du Pont asked again, his curiosity piqued. "Axford's father is the owner of the Screenix Technology corporation..." Niçholas replied, "And Mikhail believes his father is the owner of the three Audigier Hotels here... I didn't tell him anything, though." "Oh wow! Now, I'm m
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CHAPTER 278 - HE'S GONE, FOREVER.
As Nicholas and Ryan got back to the mansion, Nicholas turned to Ryan, his expression grim. "Ryan, make research on every possible place Malakai could be at the moment and the kinds of appointments he have. You need to be quick with it," he said, his voice laced with urgency. Ryan nodded, already moving towards the study. "I'll get started on it right away," he assured, his footsteps echoing down the hall. An hour later, Ryan returned, a triumphant gleam in his eye. "I think I've found something," he announced, handing Nicholas a sheet of paper. "What is it?" Nicholas asked, his gaze scanning the document. "The last call Malakai made was to a man named Alvonso, he also made a call last night to the same man," Ryan explained. "They agreed to meet at a place called 'Dark Centre.' I don't know where that is, do you?" Nicholas felt a chill run down his spine. "Dark Centre," he murmured, his expression darkening. "Yes. I know it well. Malakai has used it as a
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CHAPTER 277 - SHE IS
Nicholas sat in his lounge, staring pensively out the window as he munched on the fresh fruit arranged on the table before him. The late afternoon sun cast a warm glow through the glass, illuminating the worry etched on his brow. He had much to contemplate. While Nicholas was munching on the fruits, Ryan, strode into the room. Ryan's expression was unreadable as he placed a manila file on the table in front of Nicholas. "I have some news," he said simply, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl and taking a bite. Nicholas looked up, his eyes narrowing. "Good news or bad news? All I've been hearing you guys tell me since I came back is bad news, I don't want anymore." he asked cautiously. Ryan shrugged noncommittally. "That depends on how you look at it, I don't know if it's good or bad," he replied, chewing contemplatively. Feeling a growing sense of unease, Nicholas sat up straighter. "Well, what is it then?" he pressed. With a heavy sigh, Ryan met Nichola
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CHAPTER 276 - REGRET
India's heart sank, her mind racing as she tried to make sense of this new revelation. The thought made her stomach churn with a mixture of betrayal and fury. She glanced out the window, noting that the day was waning, the sky slowly shifting to a deeper shade of blue. Turning back to Alexander, she reached out and grasped his hand, her gaze soft and reassuring. "I'm going to stay with you tonight," she said, her voice firm. "I want to be here, to make sure you're safe. He knows you're alive now, he might wanna try something stupid." Alexander smiled, his eyes brightening with relief. "Thank you, India. I'm glad you're here." The next morning, India rose early. She had slept fitfully, her dreams plagued by visions of her cousin in peril and Malakai's betrayal. As she dressed, she glanced back at Alexander, who was still soundly asleep. "I'll be back soon," she whispered, pausing to press a kiss to his forehead before slipping out of the room.
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CHAPTER 275 - DON'T DO IT
India rushed through the hospital's lobby, her footsteps echoing against the floors as she made her way to the front desk. Her heart pounded with anticipation. Just as she reached the counter, a familiar face caught her eye. "Dr. Sinclair!" India called out, her voice laced with relief. The physician turned and greeted India with a warm smile. "Lady Avendano, I'm so glad you're here," Dr. Sinclair said, gesturing for India to follow her. "I was hoping to speak with you." India fell into step beside the doctor, her gaze fixed on the woman's face, searching for any sign of good news. "How is Alexander doing? Is he awake? Can I see him? Even if not talk to him, it's my right you know it." Dr. Sinclair nodded, her expression reassuring. "Calm down, Lady Avendano. You have nothing to worry about, at all... your cousin has made remarkable progress. He's been asking for you, actually. If you'll come with me, I'll take you to his room." India's breath caught in her
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CHAPTER 274 - CANDACE'S ARREST
India gripped the steering wheel tightly as she navigated the winding road. Her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of what had happened at home, how she just ended things with Malakai and Alexander, and the anticipation of seeing him was building with each passing mile. Maybe this time around, he'd be able to talk or say something. Suddenly, a familiar beeping from her phone disrupted the hum of the engine. India's brow furrowed as she glanced down, her eyes landing on the message notification that had just popped up. It was from the unknown number again. Her heart skipped a beat, as she clicked on the message and she read the ominous words: "You did a great job with Nimah. While I am very not satisfied with what you did, I am willing to reward you. Are you ready to know who killed your grandfather?" India's fingers trembled as she stared at the screen, her breath catching in her throat. She knew she should ignore the message, continue on to the hospital. But the curiosity that h
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CHAPTER 273 - IT'S A PLOT
Malakai's eyes flashed with a mixture of confusion and hurt. He just didn't want to agree. "I don't understand. We've been working towards this for so long. The plan was foolproof. Why would you refuse to work with me now?" India offered him a small, sympathetic smile. "I know, and I appreciate all the work you've put into it. But my mind is made up. If you don't mind, I really should be going now." She rose from her chair, smoothing her hands over her skirt once more. Malakai nodded slowly, his expression resigned. "I see. Well, I respect your decision, India. I wish you all the best." India inclined her head. "Thank you, Malakai. And I'm sorry I have to leave so soon, but I have somewhere I need to be." "Oh, so soon. Where are you going though?" Malakai asked, his brows furrowing once more. "I need to get to the hospital as soon as possible," India replied, her voice soft. "Hospital? Are you sick?" "Oh no... I'm actually going to visit Alexande
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CHAPTER 272 - OAUIS
India sat at the cafe table, her fingers drumming lightly against the smooth, wooden surface as she glanced down at her wristwatch. Ten minutes had passed since she'd arrived, and there was still no sign of Malakai. Tucking an errant strand of her dark hair behind her ear, India scanned the bustling cafe, her gaze settling on the entrance as Malakai's familiar car finally pulled up. Malakai alighted from the vehicle, slowly making his way across the crowded patio. India felt a small smile tug at the corners of her lips as he approached, and when they met, she welcomed him with a warm embrace. "I'm so glad you could make it," Malakai said, his voice soft, as they pulled apart. India's face was alight with a bright smile, her hazel eyes twinkling. "Of course. I wouldn't miss this for the world." She laughed. "Haha, well, thank you for coming in such a short notice," Malakai said again as he gestured to the empty chair across from her, "Please, have a seat my la
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CHAPTER 271 - TALK OF THE DEVIL
Another round of shocked gasps filled the air, the family members trading bewildered glances. Leafer, Nimah's elder sister, rose from her seat as she narrowed her gaze, her finger pointing accusingly at Nimah. "Wait, which Nicholas are you talking about, Nee?" she demanded, her voice laced with a hint of skepticism. "Nicholas Loughty of the Royal group, or Nicholas, the manager of KMT markets?" Nimah chuckled, her expression nonchalant. "I'm actually referring to India's husband, Nicholas," she stated matter-of-factly. "He and I have been... intimate. And here I am, carrying his baby in my womb. A dream come true, if you ask me." The room erupted into a cacophony of shocked exclamations, the family members struggling to comprehend the Nimah's words. Xavier, his face flushed with a mix of anger and disbelief, rose from his seat again, his gaze fixed on Nimah. "Do you realize what you're saying, Nimah?" he questioned, his voice tight with barely contained fury.
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CHAPTER 270 - WHAT!?
India stepped out of her room, her carefully made-up face masking the tiredness etched on her soul. Three sleepless nights had taken their toll, her worry for Alexander's recovery consuming her every waking moment. The doctor had to assure her that Alexander would be fine before she agreed to go home. India's grasped the doorknob, taking a deep breath before pulling the door open. It's another day to go check on Alexander, hoping he would finally be able to say a word to her. As the door opened fully, her eyes landed on the figure standing before her. Nimah stood there at the doorstep with a hesitant expression on her face, hands clasped tightly together in front of her. India's brow furrowed in confusion, her mind racing to piece together why Nimah would be waiting at her doorstep. "Nimah?" she questioned, a slight edge to her tone. "What are you doing here? What the hell? You scared me... How long have you been standing there?" Nimah swallowed hard, her gaz