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RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 245 - MALAKAI'S INFLUENCE
"Malakai?" she murmured, her fingers trembling slightly as she answered the call. "Hello?" "India, dear," Malakai's smooth voice purred through the line, "how are you? I have been looking forward to your call since you left the headquarters but I got no calls from me and I was just very worried. How have you been?" India stood up from the swing she had been sitting on, her grip on the phone tightening. "I'm...I'm doing alright, thanks for your concern," she replied, her tone tinged with wariness. "Is there any reason in particular you called?" There was a brief pause, and India could practically feel the weight of Malakai's gaze even through the phone. "Well, you see, I have a business idea that I think will blow your mind," he said, his voice laced with excitement. "Oh wow, really? And what is that about?" India asked with a smirk on her face. "Well, this is not something I can talk over the phone... But this one idea is something that could take us, I
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 246 - DUMBBELL
A sleek black sedan glided effortlessly into the driveway of the Hiram Decks Hotel, its polished exterior reflecting the grandeur of the imposing structure before it. Nestled in the heart of Launceston, the Hiram Decks Hotel was a bastion of luxury and exclusivity, its reputation for unparalleled service and security drawing in the city's most influential and discerning clientele. It happened to be the third most sort after Hotel after The Loughty House and The Gremlins Resort. As the car gently swerved into the expansive parking lot, the presence of the two occupants instantly commanded attention. India Avendano, her regal bearing and striking features, exuded an air of confidence that belied her youthful appearance and beside her was her father. Alighting from the vehicle, India and Xavier were immediately greeted by a flurry of activity. Ladies in crisp, uniform attire scurried to attend to them, their movements efficient. However, even though this was li
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 247 - TURN OF EVENTS
The receptionist's brow furrowed, but she dutifully began typing the new name into the system. After a few moments, she shook her head, her lips pursed in apology. "I'm sorry, but there's no record of anyone by that name either," she said, her gaze shifting between Xavier and India. Xavier's gaze pierced hard into the eyes of the receptionist, he leant closer to the counter, lowering his voice, "Listen, I know you're probably following orders. But tell me, did Alexander tell you not to tell anyone that he's here? Just tell me the truth and we will work out of here." The receptionist frowned in annoyance, staring back at Xavier and chuckled humorlessly. "What are you even talking about? You thought I have been lying to you? Really? Did you even know it's very inappropriate to give the details of our customer to strangers, but I decided to help and you're calling me a liar? I am so disappointed in you, Mr Man." "You know what? This conversation is over with you. Call
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 248 - HUNT FOR MR ANONYMOUS
India paced back and forth in the hallway, her mind racing with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. She glanced at her wristwatch every few seconds, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for Marcus to arrive. The seconds ticked by like an eternity, and finally, her eyes caught sight of Marcus making his way towards her down the long corridor. India frowned, a hint of anger flickering in her gaze as Marcus approached. "What took you so long? Must you prove to me, your irresponsibility," she demanded, her voice sharp and accusatory. Marcus bowed his head slightly, a gesture of respect and apology. "I'm sorry, Lady Avendano," he said, his tone sincere. "I was delayed by the supervisor. There was a last-minute issue that needed my attention." India's eyes narrowed, and she reached out, grabbing Marcus's shoulder and turning him to face her directly. "Did anyone find out about what I asked you to do? Did the supervisor ask you anything? Tell me now!"
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 249 - STAT
India's heart raced with a thrilling mixture of exhilaration and trepidation as she navigated the winding streets. The freedom of being in control of her own movements, of not having to answer to her father or his legion of security personnel ever since she took the position of the lady Avendano, was both liberating and terrifying. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, knuckles turning white, as she weaved through the heavy traffic. After nearly two hours, India finally reached her destination – a bustling, crowded area teeming with activity. She pulled the car into a parking spot, her eyes darting around, wondering if she was truly in the right place. Before arriving, the image in her head was some quiet estate or even a park where suspicious people lurk. However, the area was a maze of shopping malls, salons, auto shops and different kind of stores and India felt a sense of unease settle in the pit of her stomach. Stepping out of the car, India surveyed h
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 250 - LET IT BEGIN
The warm, golden morning light filtered through the grand windows of the Avendano Villa, casting a soft glow over the bustling scene of event planners and staff decorating the lavish space. India and her mother slowly meandered through the villa, surveying the transformation unfolding before their eyes. India couldn't discuss what happened at where she went to anyone, not even Marcus. Marcus tried to make enquiries, but she only brushed it off. Whoever it was refused to send the tasks they wanted her to fulfil and this only made her grew more nervous. India's gaze swept over the intricate floral arrangements adorning the tables and mantles, the delicate crystal chandeliers casting a dazzling shimmer, and the pristine white linens that draped elegantly across every surface. As they continued their stroll, Maria's expression suddenly shifted, her brow furrowing with a mix of concern and contemplation. India noticed the change immediately, and turned to face her
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 251 - ON YOUR MARK
As soon as her mother was out of sight, India's expression shifted, a determined glint sparking in her eyes. She reached into the pocket of her designer jacket, retrieving her phone and quickly dialing a number. Impatiently, she waited for the call to connect, her fingers drumming against the polished marble surface beside her. After several rings, the line clicked, and a deep, familiar voice answered. "Malakai, where have you been?" India demanded, her words laced with frustration. "I've been calling you, and you didn't answer. Your phone should always be with you." There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, and India could almost picture Malakai's brow furrowing in response. "I'm sorry, India," he replied, his tone apologetic. "I was... preoccupied with some people. But when I realized it could be an emergency, I decided to take a rain check and answer right away. What is the problem? Is it an emergency?" India let out a heavy sigh, her free hand
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 252 - IT IS MALAKAI
The board of directors sat in stunned silence, their eyes widening in shock as they turned their gaze towards India. "Mr Avendano is missing?" Mrs. Marica, the eldest female member of the board, uttered in disbelief, her brow furrowed with concern. "Oh no, have you informed the police already?" India shook her head, her lips pressed into a thin line. "Unfortunately no, I haven't informed the police. And I don't think I will... I don't want to involve the police," she said, her gaze unwavering. "And all of you are probably wondering why so. It is because I don't want any of the board of directors to go to jail. You can drop the act, I found out what happened already." The directors exchanged confused glances, their faces etched with bewilderment. Mr. Colehem, a seasoned businessman with a reputation for his no-nonsense approach, rose from his seat, his features hardening. "What are you talking about, Lady Avendano?" he demanded, his voice laced with a hint of
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