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RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 202
Nicholas stood at the center of his chamber, his black coat hanging loosely on his shoulders as his phone binged, reading the message Nimah had sent him. "I am on my way to the Loughty's mansion." His eyes lit up in shock as he finished reading, and he didn't waste any time in dialing Nimah's number again. "What the fuck is wrong with this lady?" Nicholas muttered to himself as he fumbled with his phone. The phone rang several times, but there was no response. Nicholas slapped his forehead as he kept trying the number, his brow furrowed in frustration. After calling nearly ten times, Nimah finally answered the phone, her voice laced with a hint of annoyance. "Oh fuck, God! What is wrong with you dude? Why are you disturbing me with all these calls, Nicholas?" she asked, a tinge of amusement in her tone. Nicholas cleared his throat, attempting to maintain his composure. "I don't know what you are trying to do, but have you been deliberately ignoring my calls
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 203
As Ryan and Mr Philip disappeared from sight, a guard entered the room, bowing respectfully. "...and what do you want now?" Nicholas frowned. "Sir," the guard said, "uhm.. there is a strange lady outside the house. She has never been here before, however she is claiming to be your wife. She says her name is India." Nicholas felt his heart skip a beat, his eyes widening in surprise. "India?" he breathed, the name falling from his lips like a prayer. His face remained composed, but inside, a storm of emotions was raging. "Oh fuck, that's my wife. Let her in immediately." he ordered, his voice betraying none of the turmoil he felt. Moments later, India walked into the living room, her eyes immediately locking onto Nicholas. He stood there, unmoving, his expression a carefully crafted mask of calm. But inside, his heart was racing, his mind reeling with a thousand thoughts. India's gaze swept across the room, taking in every detail. Her eyes were wide wi
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 204
Gripping the bottle of chilled red wine the two glasses and a box of pizza, Nicholas made his way towards the stairs. Just as he was about to ascend, a voice, familiar yet laced with an unsettling tone, shattered the tranquility of the moment. "Hello, Nicholas," the voice purred, the words dripping with a serpentine allure that sent a shiver down his spine. Frozen in his tracks, Nicholas felt the world around him slow to a crawl as he recognized the name. He turned around gently and saw HER standing right there behind him with a smirk on her face. "Nimah," he breathed. "That's my name," She replied, taking two steps forward. Steeling himself, Nicholas turned to face Nimah, his brow furrowed in a frown. He approached her, his voice low and even. "Nimah, you need to leave. Right now, Immediately." Nimah's smile widened as she leisurely dropped her handbag onto a nearby armchair. "What's going on, Nicholas? Why are you whispering?" she asked, her tone laced wit
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 205
Nicholas snatched the paper from Nimah's hand, his eyes quickly scanning the contents. His brow furrowed as he looked up at Nimah, tossing the paper back at her. "And where in this paper does it say I'm the one responsible?" he demanded. Nimah took a deep breath, squaring her shoulders. "I didn't have sex with Robin two months ago," she said, her voice firm. "It was only with you, Nicholas. And I don't even think Robin can actually impregnate someone, he is so bad in bed." Nicholas shook his head vehemently, his lips twisting into a sneer. "Screw you, Nimah! I never had anything to do with you, Nimah," he spat. "I don't recall ever having sex with you, so you must be lying to me." He took a step closer, his eyes narrowing. "Now, get out of here before I call security." Nimah's chin lifted defiantly. "If you call security, I'll make sure everyone knows about this and when I said everyone, I mean India and I will make everyone believe it's actually rape," she warned, h
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 206
Nicholas paced back and forth in his chamber, his footsteps echoing against the high ceilings. He anxiously ran his fingers through his disheveled hair, a desperate look clouding his normally stoic features. His red-rimmed eyes were fixed on the phone in his hands as he dialed India's number once more, his heart sinking with each unanswered ring. It had been over 24 hours since he last spoke to his wife. India was always quick to answer his calls but it was obvious that she was still very angry with him and she wouldn't even listen to his explanation and this only fueled the rising panic that clawed at his chest. With a frustrated groan, Nicholas tossed the phone onto the nearby chaise, the device bouncing once before landing face-down on the cushion. He resumed his pacing, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios. What if she had told the Avendanos about this and everyone thought he was a whore. He knew he was partially wrong by lying to India. He should have come clean to
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 207
Nicholas hurried out of the lounge, his heart pounding with a sense of urgency. As he made his way towards his room, his mind raced, trying to piece together the fragments of a plan that had been set in motion. He just couldn't allow the RMI to get to the headquarters before them. Reaching his closet, Nicholas quickly retrieved the nondescript box, its contents known only to him. With a deep breath, he turned and descended the grand staircase, his steps quickening. Spotting one of the guards stationed near the entrance, he strode over and handed the box to the man, his voice laced with a subtle command. "Take this directly to my car. Do not let it out of your sight and it must not drop from your hand. Be careful with it," Nicholas said, his steely gaze leaving no room for hesitation. The guard, sensing the urgency in Nicholas's tone, wasted no time in obeying the order. He hurried outside, the box securely in his grasp, as Nicholas pivoted and headed towards the gun cabinet.
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 208
Nicholas' phone rang, its shrill tone cutting through the tense silence. He glanced down, a flicker of relief crossing his features as he recognized the caller ID. "Ryan," he answered, his voice tinged with a sense of urgency. "Good. I have been looking forward to hearing from you. Do you have anything for me? Are the RMI almost at the Royals?" Ryan's voice, tinged with a hint of alarm, crackled through the speaker. "Nicholas, have you left already?" "Yes, I'm on my way," Nicholas replied, his grip tightening on the phone. "Good," Ryan said, his words laced with a sense of urgency. "Nicholas, you shouldn't take the Panther route. There's a safer and faster route down the north. You should be able to cross the RMI from there. Do not take the panther route because it's way dangerous." Nicholas nodded, even though Ryan couldn't see the gesture. "Thank you for this information," he said, his mind already whirring with the change in plans. "Be careful, Ni
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 209
Wraith's eyes darted across the road, surveying the chaotic scene unfolding before him. His men continued to unload round after round of ammunition towards Nicholas and his forces, yet to his growing bewilderment, the bullets appeared to simply vanish mere inches from their targets. There was an eerie, almost ethereal quality to the way the projectiles seemed to dissolve into nothingness, leaving Nicholas and his men completely unscathed. Wraith felt a shiver of unease ripple down his spine. How was this possible? His men were seasoned, experienced fighters – there was no way they could be missing their mark so consistently. Yet the evidence was undeniable: somehow, Nicholas was deflecting the attacks with effortless ease. Wraith's gaze shifted to Nicholas, whose expression was one of cool, almost amused detachment. Nicholas's lips curled into a self-satisfied smirk, his eyes gleaming with a sense of quiet triumph. It was as if he was toying with them, effortl
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