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"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
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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
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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
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 233
The crisp, autumn air nipped at Mr. Philips and Mr. Andrea's skin as they both alighted from their car which just halted at the garage, approaching the imposing facade of the police station. As the two men walked through the entrance, the familiar scent of lies, innocence and the muffled sounds of phones ringing and officers conversing enveloped them. It has been like this since they had been showing up. The night Ryan was arrested, Wraith tried stopping the police and trying to convince them that he was the one who invited him in, but the police believed he was being blackmailed and that's why he was trying to protect Ryan. The police took Ryan away, locked him up and wouldn't let anyone to come in to see him or even pay his bail for two days. Mr. Philips and Mr. Andrea approached the counter, where a seasoned police officer sat, his eyes scanning the computer screen before him. The officer looked up, his brow furrowing slightly as he took in the sight of th
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Ryan heaved a heavy sigh, his heart palpitating against his ribs. He felt lost, afraid of what might happen to Nicholas. He looked up at Mr. Philips, his eyes pleading. "I am sure Niçholas is going to be fine... We just have to trust him. What about Wraith? How is he?" Mr. Andrea's expression darkened. "Well, Wraith has been taken to prison by the police," he said, his voice grave. Ryan gasped, sitting upright in shock. "Wait, why the fuck would you do that? Why would you send Wraith to prison?" he cried, shaking his head in disappointment. "He shouldn't be there!" Mr. Philips chuckled, his expression unperturbed. "Wraith is a fucking criminal, and he deserved to go to jail... He has always been a criminal working with Malakai. In fact, he was the one who confessed to the police... We had nothing to do with it." Ryan shook his head in disappointment, glaring hard at the duo. "Wait, why are you so worried about Wraith? You just came out of the prison, y
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 235
Xavier descended the stairs, his footsteps echoing through the foyer of the Avendano family villa. The wedding ceremony was finally over but the events that occured that day still hung heavily and gloomily in the air, creating tension. The usually vibrant and bustling center room felt unnervingly quiet, save for the soft murmurs of the assembled family members. Xavier's brow was furrowed, his fingers running anxiously through his neatly coiffed hair as he scanned the room, seeking out his wife. His gaze finally landed on her, standing rigid and pensive by the fireplace, her arms crossed on her chest. Their eyes met, and Xavier could see the concern etched across her features. He made his way over to her, the plush Persian rug deadening the sound of his approach. "Maria," Xavier said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Have you found India? Where is she? Have you been able to reach her?" Maria shook her head solemnly. "No, she hasn't come home since leaving Nimah's wedding s
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 236 - I KNOW WHO KILLED LORD AVENDANO
In a moment, the door swung open, and India stood before her mother, her eyes wide with a mix of surprise and alarm. India looked directly into her mother's eyes, searching for answers. "Hold on, what did you just say? Yerins Hemsworth?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Are you serious?" Maria nodded solemnly, her gaze locked with her daughter's. "I am afraid so," she said, her voice low and serious. "And he was acting very suspiciously. I thought you'd seen him." India's eyes widened, the pupils dilating as realization dawned on her. "I think I know why Yerins came to the wedding," she said, her voice laced with a hint of dread. Maria's brows furrowed further, her curiosity piqued. "Why, India? What do you think he's up to? He was the one who confronted me, his demeanor, his voice and even the smirk on his face spelt evil. I genuinely felt it." India took a deep breath, motioning for her mother to enter the room. "Come, let's discuss this in pr
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 237 - A DANGEROUS MOVE
India strode towards the parking lot, her polished heels clicking against the pavement. The morning sun glinted off her crisp, white corporate attire as she carried herself with magnificence. Her sleek, leather handbag swung gently at her side, complementing the stylish sunglasses perched on her face. She decided to ignore whoever it was that was messaging her last night, she concluded it could be a prank and she didn't want to give audience to a psychopath and since the person didn't even bother sending another message, she believed it was nothing serious even though that's what she thought about through out the night. As she approached her waiting car, India couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. The day's agenda promised to be filled with important matters, and she was eager to tackle each one with her trademark efficiency. But just as she was about to slip into the backseat, a familiar voice called out from behind. Pausing, India turned around to see he
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CHAPTER 278 - HE'S GONE, FOREVER.
As Nicholas and Ryan got back to the mansion, Nicholas turned to Ryan, his expression grim. "Ryan, make research on every possible place Malakai could be at the moment and the kinds of appointments he have. You need to be quick with it," he said, his voice laced with urgency. Ryan nodded, already moving towards the study. "I'll get started on it right away," he assured, his footsteps echoing down the hall. An hour later, Ryan returned, a triumphant gleam in his eye. "I think I've found something," he announced, handing Nicholas a sheet of paper. "What is it?" Nicholas asked, his gaze scanning the document. "The last call Malakai made was to a man named Alvonso, he also made a call last night to the same man," Ryan explained. "They agreed to meet at a place called 'Dark Centre.' I don't know where that is, do you?" Nicholas felt a chill run down his spine. "Dark Centre," he murmured, his expression darkening. "Yes. I know it well. Malakai has used it as a
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CHAPTER 277 - SHE IS
Nicholas sat in his lounge, staring pensively out the window as he munched on the fresh fruit arranged on the table before him. The late afternoon sun cast a warm glow through the glass, illuminating the worry etched on his brow. He had much to contemplate. While Nicholas was munching on the fruits, Ryan, strode into the room. Ryan's expression was unreadable as he placed a manila file on the table in front of Nicholas. "I have some news," he said simply, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl and taking a bite. Nicholas looked up, his eyes narrowing. "Good news or bad news? All I've been hearing you guys tell me since I came back is bad news, I don't want anymore." he asked cautiously. Ryan shrugged noncommittally. "That depends on how you look at it, I don't know if it's good or bad," he replied, chewing contemplatively. Feeling a growing sense of unease, Nicholas sat up straighter. "Well, what is it then?" he pressed. With a heavy sigh, Ryan met Nichola
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CHAPTER 276 - REGRET
India's heart sank, her mind racing as she tried to make sense of this new revelation. The thought made her stomach churn with a mixture of betrayal and fury. She glanced out the window, noting that the day was waning, the sky slowly shifting to a deeper shade of blue. Turning back to Alexander, she reached out and grasped his hand, her gaze soft and reassuring. "I'm going to stay with you tonight," she said, her voice firm. "I want to be here, to make sure you're safe. He knows you're alive now, he might wanna try something stupid." Alexander smiled, his eyes brightening with relief. "Thank you, India. I'm glad you're here." The next morning, India rose early. She had slept fitfully, her dreams plagued by visions of her cousin in peril and Malakai's betrayal. As she dressed, she glanced back at Alexander, who was still soundly asleep. "I'll be back soon," she whispered, pausing to press a kiss to his forehead before slipping out of the room.
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CHAPTER 275 - DON'T DO IT
India rushed through the hospital's lobby, her footsteps echoing against the floors as she made her way to the front desk. Her heart pounded with anticipation. Just as she reached the counter, a familiar face caught her eye. "Dr. Sinclair!" India called out, her voice laced with relief. The physician turned and greeted India with a warm smile. "Lady Avendano, I'm so glad you're here," Dr. Sinclair said, gesturing for India to follow her. "I was hoping to speak with you." India fell into step beside the doctor, her gaze fixed on the woman's face, searching for any sign of good news. "How is Alexander doing? Is he awake? Can I see him? Even if not talk to him, it's my right you know it." Dr. Sinclair nodded, her expression reassuring. "Calm down, Lady Avendano. You have nothing to worry about, at all... your cousin has made remarkable progress. He's been asking for you, actually. If you'll come with me, I'll take you to his room." India's breath caught in her
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CHAPTER 274 - CANDACE'S ARREST
India gripped the steering wheel tightly as she navigated the winding road. Her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of what had happened at home, how she just ended things with Malakai and Alexander, and the anticipation of seeing him was building with each passing mile. Maybe this time around, he'd be able to talk or say something. Suddenly, a familiar beeping from her phone disrupted the hum of the engine. India's brow furrowed as she glanced down, her eyes landing on the message notification that had just popped up. It was from the unknown number again. Her heart skipped a beat, as she clicked on the message and she read the ominous words: "You did a great job with Nimah. While I am very not satisfied with what you did, I am willing to reward you. Are you ready to know who killed your grandfather?" India's fingers trembled as she stared at the screen, her breath catching in her throat. She knew she should ignore the message, continue on to the hospital. But the curiosity that h
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CHAPTER 273 - IT'S A PLOT
Malakai's eyes flashed with a mixture of confusion and hurt. He just didn't want to agree. "I don't understand. We've been working towards this for so long. The plan was foolproof. Why would you refuse to work with me now?" India offered him a small, sympathetic smile. "I know, and I appreciate all the work you've put into it. But my mind is made up. If you don't mind, I really should be going now." She rose from her chair, smoothing her hands over her skirt once more. Malakai nodded slowly, his expression resigned. "I see. Well, I respect your decision, India. I wish you all the best." India inclined her head. "Thank you, Malakai. And I'm sorry I have to leave so soon, but I have somewhere I need to be." "Oh, so soon. Where are you going though?" Malakai asked, his brows furrowing once more. "I need to get to the hospital as soon as possible," India replied, her voice soft. "Hospital? Are you sick?" "Oh no... I'm actually going to visit Alexande
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CHAPTER 272 - OAUIS
India sat at the cafe table, her fingers drumming lightly against the smooth, wooden surface as she glanced down at her wristwatch. Ten minutes had passed since she'd arrived, and there was still no sign of Malakai. Tucking an errant strand of her dark hair behind her ear, India scanned the bustling cafe, her gaze settling on the entrance as Malakai's familiar car finally pulled up. Malakai alighted from the vehicle, slowly making his way across the crowded patio. India felt a small smile tug at the corners of her lips as he approached, and when they met, she welcomed him with a warm embrace. "I'm so glad you could make it," Malakai said, his voice soft, as they pulled apart. India's face was alight with a bright smile, her hazel eyes twinkling. "Of course. I wouldn't miss this for the world." She laughed. "Haha, well, thank you for coming in such a short notice," Malakai said again as he gestured to the empty chair across from her, "Please, have a seat my la
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CHAPTER 271 - TALK OF THE DEVIL
Another round of shocked gasps filled the air, the family members trading bewildered glances. Leafer, Nimah's elder sister, rose from her seat as she narrowed her gaze, her finger pointing accusingly at Nimah. "Wait, which Nicholas are you talking about, Nee?" she demanded, her voice laced with a hint of skepticism. "Nicholas Loughty of the Royal group, or Nicholas, the manager of KMT markets?" Nimah chuckled, her expression nonchalant. "I'm actually referring to India's husband, Nicholas," she stated matter-of-factly. "He and I have been... intimate. And here I am, carrying his baby in my womb. A dream come true, if you ask me." The room erupted into a cacophony of shocked exclamations, the family members struggling to comprehend the Nimah's words. Xavier, his face flushed with a mix of anger and disbelief, rose from his seat again, his gaze fixed on Nimah. "Do you realize what you're saying, Nimah?" he questioned, his voice tight with barely contained fury.
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CHAPTER 270 - WHAT!?
India stepped out of her room, her carefully made-up face masking the tiredness etched on her soul. Three sleepless nights had taken their toll, her worry for Alexander's recovery consuming her every waking moment. The doctor had to assure her that Alexander would be fine before she agreed to go home. India's grasped the doorknob, taking a deep breath before pulling the door open. It's another day to go check on Alexander, hoping he would finally be able to say a word to her. As the door opened fully, her eyes landed on the figure standing before her. Nimah stood there at the doorstep with a hesitant expression on her face, hands clasped tightly together in front of her. India's brow furrowed in confusion, her mind racing to piece together why Nimah would be waiting at her doorstep. "Nimah?" she questioned, a slight edge to her tone. "What are you doing here? What the hell? You scared me... How long have you been standing there?" Nimah swallowed hard, her gaz
