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RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 215
Nicholas emerged from the lab, peeling off his lab coat as he made his way to the adjacent room where Ryan waited anxiously. The fluorescent lights overhead cast a clinical glow on the stark white walls, the sterile atmosphere heightening the tension in the air. Ryan's head snapped up as Nicholas entered, and he strode forward, the questions already spilling from his lips. "Finally, Nicholas... How is the examination going on? Are you guys done? What did the doctors have to say about this?" Nicholas exhaled a weary sigh, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "I don't even know, Ryan. It doesn't look good, that much I can tell you. The doctor are still there, doing their thing." Ryan ran a hand agitatedly through his hair, the motion betraying his growing unease. "I don't understand. Why do I feel so scared?" he murmured, almost to himself. "If Wraith loses his memory for real, I will not forgive myself for not killing him when I had the opportunity. He bette
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 216
Wraith gently sat up on the bed, his eyes darting around the lab. He took in the sterile environment, the various medical equipment, and the three doctors standing around him. Confusion and fear flickered across his features as his gaze flitted from Nicholas to Ryan and back again. These were the men he kept seeing each time he opened his eyes and the doctors behind him were the one who Injected him with God knows what. His breath shook as he tried to make sense of his surroundings. One could see the trepidation in his eyes as he straightened up, every muscle tense and ready to spring into action if need be. Quietly, the older doctor, his graying hair and kind eyes exuding a sense of calm, walked up behind Wraith and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Wraith immediately jerked away, his eyes dilating in alarm. "Don't touch me," he said, his voice laced with apprehension. "Don't even try it." The doctor sighed and raised his hands in a placating gesture
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 217
Wraith closed his eyes, his brow furrowed as he tried to process this information. A single tear escaped, trickling down his cheek, and he opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a mixture of anguish and desperation. "I don't want to hear this anymore. Can I at least go home to meet my daughter and wife? I can come back when I finally cool my head and if I keep staying here, I might run mad because it's a lot to take in. That doesn't mean I believe you, hope you know that?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Nicholas sighed, his expression pained as he tried to find the right words. "You have to believe us actually because I'm not even sure you have a daughter or a wife somewhere," he said, his tone apologetic. "You probably have a family as Joseph Riverdale, but not a family as Rankford." Wraith scoffed, his eyes narrowing in disbelief. "What are you talking about, Nicholas?" he said, his voice rising with each word. Nicholas leaned in, his gaze earnes
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 218
Nicholas paced back and forth in the sitting room, his shoes clicking against the polished hardwood floors. He ran his fingers agitatedly through his neatly-combed chestnut hair, the usually perfect strands now slightly disheveled as he tried to make sense of everything that had been going on. Firstly, it was Wraith losing his memory and having no idea who Nicholas or even what the RMI was, making him a very innocent person, plus he didn't even remember there was something called Coronavirus that almost took down the whole world. Secondly was Wraith having an entirely different name and sharing same surname with Nicholas because Malakai expunged his memory. And now, the person who had been wanting him dead all these while was his uncle and he didn't even know that. Everything just suddenly felt surreal, like a dream he couldn't quite wake up from, as he struggled to put the pieces together. Ryan who had been watching him from the raiser he sat on, approached
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 219
Imran cleared his throat, the sound cutting through the tense silence that had settled over the surveillance room. All eyes turned to him as he tried to catch his breath, his chest heaving. "Mr. Rankford is missing, sir," he managed to say, the words tumbling out in a rush. "What? Rankford?" Nicholas and Ryan exchanged a startled glance, then sprang into action, rushing out of the surveillance room with Imran hurrying to keep up behind them. What on earth would want to make Rankford run away? They thought they've been able to convince him that he had no family no where. Ryan and Nicholas hurried downstairs, hoping to find him anywhere along the hallway. In the living room, the three doctors, Corer and Rookson stood clustered together, their faces etched with worry and stress as though they've been running around all day long. Nicholas approached them, his brow furrowed. "Where is Mr. Rankford?" he asked, the urgency clear in his voice. The doctor
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Ryan's head snapped up as Nicholas entered, his eyes filled with a mixture of worry and frustration. "Well?" he demanded. "Did you find out how Rankford escaped? Where did he... go?" Nicholas took a deep breath, his expression grave. "I don't know how this is going to sounds to all of you, but..." He paused, shaking his head. "From the footage we just watched, it looks like Rankford disappeared... mysteriously. No, I am not saying he has superpowers or something. But as soon as he got to the grand foyer, the camera couldn't catch the rest of his movement." Ryan chuckled, a disbelieving smile spreading across his face. "That's not possible," he scoffed, his gaze shifting between Nicholas and the doctors. Nicholas shrugged helplessly. "That's what I saw," he said, his voice tinged with uncertainty. Ryan's expression hardened, his eyes narrowing. "Well, we need to go look for him," he said, his tone brisk. "Maybe he's hiding somewhere in the compound. Let's sta
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 221
India lay on her bed, her gaze fixed on the ornate crystal chandelier above. The pattern of the dangling prisms caught the late afternoon sunlight, refracting it into a dazzling display of dancing lights. Yet India was oblivious to their mesmerizing beauty. Her mind was consumed by a maelstrom of conflicting emotions – hurt, betrayal, anger. Tears gently coursed down her flushed cheeks as she grappled with the devastating revelation that had shattered her world. She tried so hard to stop thinking about Niçholas and Nimah, but she just couldn't and it felt like her world now revolves around the duo. She never for once thought that something like that could happen to her and everytime she saw Nimah walking along the hallway, she just felt like attacking her and outing her for what she had done. She was lost in her own thoughts, wondering what would happen in the next minute. It was the gentle knock on the door that jarred her from her tormented musings. Quickly, she
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Nimah settled herself on the chair across from India, her gaze never wavering. "I came to inform you about a dinner party at the Ravenhood's Villa tonight," she said, her tone casual, as if she were discussing the weather. India's brows shot up in surprise, her mind immediately racing with questions. "A dinner party?" she echoed, her voice tinged with skepticism. "At Robin's house?" Nimah nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "Yes, that's what Mr. Ravenhood, Robin's father, has arranged. It's going to be fun I promised. Plus, you haven't even been to their villa before - It's way better than the Avendanos. They have different things we don't have here. I swear you'll love it there." India's gaze narrowed, her fingers tightening on the edge of the bed. "And why does it have to be at Robin's house? Because they have more resources or what? Did you even know that we're way wealthier than these people? The only reason father wants you to get married to Robi
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