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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
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 223
The sterile, white-walled hospital reception area felt oppressive, the air thick with tension and worry. Ryan, Rookson, and Imran sat on the hard, plastic bench, each lost in their own thoughts as they waited anxiously for news of Nicholas's condition. The reception was a very busy place, glancing at your right side, you'd see people weeping and at your left side, you'd see some wailing and trying to fight with the doctors. Alot of people there were grieving - but loss was always greater than loss. Ryan's gaze was fixed on his phone's screen, his fingers trembling as he dialed a number, his mind racing with a thousand unanswered questions. He had been trying to reach out to as many people as he could, but none of them was answering a their call. Rookson and Imran stared intently at the closed theater room doors, their eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hope, as they silently prayed for their master's survival. None of them had ever witness something like thi
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Mr. Andrea and Mr Philips exchanged surprised glances. What did Ryan mean by Wraith escaped. Mr Andrea's brow furrowed, his confusion evident as he glared hard at Ryan. "What do you mean, 'Wraith escaped'?" he asked, his tone sharp. Ryan closed his eyes, taking a moment to gather his thoughts before responding. "We couldn't capture Wraith," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "He ran away before any of us could react." Mr. Philips clenched his fist, his anger palpable, he turned around, shaking his head in irritation. "Why would you let someone like that escape? The Loughty is à very guarded place, there is no way he could have escaped... So what are you talking about?" he hissed, his words laced with fury. Ryan swallowed hard, his nerves fraying under the weight of Mr. Philips' intense gaze. "I... we... we also didn't know he would run away, he was also shocked and we were all trying to t... tend to Nicholas. No one really paid attention to him,"
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