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RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 225
"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
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 226
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
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 228
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
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 229
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
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 230
"Well, yeah, that's true. The Archer Empire is also known as the Phoenix Group, which I want to believe you know," Knight revealed, his eyes locked onto India's. India's eyes widened in surprise, and she involuntarily gasped, her gaze fixed on the man before her. Pointing a trembling finger in his direction, she said, "Are you... Are you from the Phoenix Group?" Knight's eyes widened slightly, and he nodded. "Yes, that's right," he said. "The Archer Empire, or the Phoenix Group as we're more commonly known, has been in my family for generations. I recently took over as the chairman, and one of my first acts was to rebrand the company under its original name." India's eyes dilated in surprise, and she leaned forward, her interest piqued. "The Phoenix Group," she murmured, the words rolling off her tongue with a sense of reverence. "I've heard of them, of course, but I must admit, I don't know much about the company or its history, but I certainly know what you guy
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 231
India and Knight sat at their table, both of them undisturbed as they discussed business while also observing the festivities unfolding before them. The air was abuzz with laughter and joyous chatter as the Nimah and Robin, exchanged glances and waved at their guests from the altar. India's eyes, however, were devoid of the same mirth. As she watched the rituals unfold, a growing sense of irritation began to permeate her being. The more she observed the way Nimah was behaving around her fiance, the more her own past heartbreak seemed to resurface. This Robin of a guy, seemed very innocent and calm, meanwhile there was someone who was willing to do a fake wedding, probably because of the gifts she would receive after everything before finally breaking up with the husband. India didn't want to tell anyone about this because if anything that would halt the marriage happened, she would be the one to be blamed and she didn't want to leave with that regre
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 232
Maria hurried down the empty hallway, her heels clicking against the marble floor as she quickened her pace. "India! Wait! Just hear me out for God's sake, huh? India!" she called out, her voice echoing through the silent corridor. India's steps were brisk, her back rigid with tension as she forged ahead, willing to put as much distance between herself and the wedding festivities that was giving her headaches. She felt the weight of her mother's hand on her shoulder before she registered the her presence beside her. Reluctantly, India halted her retreat, turning to face Maria with a deep frown etched onto her delicate features. "Why the fuck are you following me, mum? I am an adult for goodness's sake? What do you think is going on? Can you leave me the fuck alone?" India asked, her tone laced with frustration. Maria gently cupped her daughter's face, her warm brown eyes filled with concern. "Oh my God, India... This is so not you. Why did you leave so
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