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RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 222
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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"The fuck are you doing?" "That's none of your concern, Mr Philips. I am here trying my best to make sure everything goes well and you're sat there, doing nothing. So, don't try to bully me," Ryan responded, his tone dripping with disdain. The air in the reception area felt thick with tension as Ryan dialed the security team's number, his fingers trembling slightly. The shrill ring of the phone seemed to echo through the sterile silence, amplifying his growing sense of unease. Just as the call connected, Ryan caught a glimpse of movement from the corner of his eye. Three uniformed guards swiftly approached. "Thank goodness!" He prayed as he saw the trio. Hastily, Ryan ended the call and dropped the phone back into his pocket as he approached the guards. "God, where have you been? I was just about to call you guys to confirm what's going on," he said, his voice betraying a hint of relief. "I wanted to ask if you've made any progress in locating Wraith. Where
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The lobby fell silent once more, save for the distant hum of activity from the hospital staff. Ryan, Mr. Philips, and Mr. Andrea settled into the hard-backed chairs, their expressions somber as they waited for any word on Wraith's condition. The minutes ticked by slowly, the tension thick in the air. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Ryan caught sight of the nurse he had spoken to earlier. He jumped to his feet, his eyes filled with hope as he hurried to meet her. "Hi Nurse... Uhm, how is he now?" he asked, his voice tinged with urgency. The nurse offered a reassuring smile. "Your uncle is doing well," she said, her tone measured. "He's regained consciousness and is resting comfortably." Ryan felt a wave of relief wash over him, his features relaxing ever so slightly. "Can we go see him?" The nurse's expression turned apologetic. "I'm afraid not, at least not right now," she said, her tone regretful. "Wraith needs to rest, and I don't want
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 227
India sat in front of her mirror, the weight of the day's events heavy on her heart. All of her maids had dutifully filed out of the chamber, leaving her in solitary reflection. She was dressed in a simple yet elegant lace gown, the pristine white fabric a stark contrast to the turmoil swirling within. India took a deep, steadying breath, her eyes laced with unshed tears. She couldn't stop thinking about the devastating fact she had come to found out. That her cousin, who is getting married today was pregnant with her own husband. The betrayal cut deep, but India knew she had to be strong. For today, she would put on a brave face and celebrate Nimah's union, even as her world crumbled around her. She had no idea what was going to happen next but she knew Nimah was obviously up to something and she wouldn't let her fuck things up today. Nimah still had the intention of reuniting with Nicholas, but why was she going through with this wedding then? Leaning clo
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After going back and forth with her mother, India finally allowed her mother to lead her through the bustling crowd, weaving their way towards a cluster of well-dressed men standing beside a sleek black Tesla, which seemed like Malakai's. As they drew nearer, India's gaze immediately landed on the familiar figure of Malakai. The moment he caught sight of her, a broad smile spread across his face. "Oh my my.... Guess who is here? India, my dear. You're finally here." India forced a smile, shaking Malakai's outstretched hand. "Malakai. It's...nice to see you. AGAIN," she said the 'again', like she just remembered she didn't say it and it was necessary. Malakai's grip was firm, his eyes sparkling with a hint of something India couldn't quite decipher. "The pleasure is all mine." He gestured to the men surrounding him. "Allow me to introduce you to some associates of mine." India nodded politely as each man was presented, her gaze discreetly sweeping over M
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India sat at her table, swirling the glass of crimson wine as she watched the wedding ceremony unfold with a barely concealed look of disgust. The entire hall was a vision of opulence, beautifully decorated with an array of colorful balloons, shimmering ribbons, and a gigantic crystal chandelier that cast a warm glow over the festivities. From her vantage point, India observed as the beaming bride, Nimah, and the dashing groom, Robin, made their way down the aisle, their faces alight with joy. Joy that definitely wouldn't last forever. The solemn strains of the wedding march filled the air, mingling with the soft murmur of conversation and the occasional burst of laughter from the guests. India, however, remained lost in her own brooding thoughts, her gaze fixed on the couple at the altar. She let out a quiet sigh, taking another sip of her wine as a sense of melancholy settled over her. The wedding, for all its grandeur and celebration, only served as a sta
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