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RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 35
In the dimly lit, yet luxurious office, the heavy oak door creaked open, breaking the silence that enveloped the room. A young man stepped inside, clad in a pristine white suit that contrasted sharply against the darkness. His sleek black glasses accentuated his enigmatic aura as he strode purposefully towards his desk. Standing before him was a poised lady, his personal assistant, her head slightly bowed, waiting for his command. "I guess I arrived quite late... Lot's of preparation I had to do. Anyways, how is the processing of the function going on? I am sure you're handling it all properly." The man inquired, his voice smooth and calm yet commanding. Theresa lifted her gaze, meeting his eyes with a sense of respect. "The processing is going as expected. A lot of people have already arrived and are eagerly waiting for the function to begin," she replied. A sigh escaped the man's lips, tinged with a mix of weariness and expectation. With a furrowed brow, he leaned f
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"And the last but not the least organization we have here on the list is..." Just as Theresa was about to call out the last name, a man walked up to the podium, whispering a few words into her ear. She turned to face the audience, a smile fading from her lips. "I apologize for the interruption," she said, her voice carrying throughout the hall. "I will be right back," and with that, she and the man walked away. Maria's heart pounded nervously as she exchanged glances with her daughter, India, Nimah and Alex, and India. The tension in the room was palpable, as everyone waited anxiously to hear the final quota. The Avendano family had worked tirelessly to secure a spot on the coveted list, and now their hopes hung in the balance. Maria leaned into India, her voice barely a whisper. "I fear the Avendano family may not receive a quota and that, is just heart breaking," she confided, her voice filled with trepidation. "The Everdeen family hasn't been mentioned, and
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During the commotion in the hall, Candace's phone rang, its shrill ring cutting through the noise like a blade. Annoyed at the timing, she sighed and muttered a quick excuse to the others before retreating to a quieter spot. In her haste, she hadn't taken the time to check the caller ID before answering the call. "Hello?" she greeted, her voice filled with uncertainty. "And of course, it's me again..." Immediately, she heard a voice on the other end, a voice that made her gasp in shock. Her hand jerked the phone away from her ear, as if trying to disconnect herself from the chilling words. Candace quickly glanced behind her, finding her mother still in a heated argument with the Avendano family. She knew she had to find a place away from prying eyes and curious ears. With a trembling hand, Candace walked slowly towards a quiet corner, her heart pounding against her ribs. She took a deep breath and cautiously placed the phone back to her ear, steeling herself
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"I saw this coming, I knew they were going to cheat my daughter because they know how much she'd achieve..." As Gladys continued to shout at the top of her lungs, the cacophony filled the hall, diverting everyone's attention towards her. Her voice pierced through the air, her words carrying an unmistakable fury. "I will not allow my daughter to be cheated!" she declared, her voice resolute and unwavering. Among the crowd, Alex grew increasingly irritated by the noise. He couldn't fathom why Gladys didn't simply call the head of the Royal group, especially considering she claimed to be childhood friends with him. Alex voiced his frustration, his tone laced with impatience. "Why don't you just call your so-called childhood friend? Let him handle this mess himself? Weren't you bragging a while ago, saying that there's nothing that can stop your daughter!" he exclaimed, pointing towards the organizers standing nearby. The surrounding crowd agreed with Alex, their voices j
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Amidst the chaos in the hall, the clamor of voices reached a crescendo as one of the function organizers, a middle-aged woman with a stern countenance, approached Gladys. This was something they thought they could sort out amicably because perhaps it's due to misunderstanding, but it was becoming more complicated. The woman's eyes brimmed with concern and curiosity as she posed the question that lingered in the minds of those present. "Why, Gladys? Why did you falsely accuse the Avendano family of cheating if they truly haven't?" the woman asked, her voice laden with a mix of indignation and genuine curiosity. Gladys shook her head, her face a canvas of raw emotions. Her voice wavered as she spoke, desperately trying to defend her position. "Oh no! I didn't lie, I swear," she uttered, her words piercing through the chaos. "It was Nimah Avendano herself who told everyone here that her boyfriend helped them secure their quota. I am certain, I'm not the only one who heard it."
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The Royal group function had finally drawn to a close, marked by the signing of the contract agreement. Maria Avendano couldn't contain the elation that surged within her as she exchanged firm handshakes with the man in his early fifties, the Vice Chairman of Royal Group, Mr. Du Pont. "Congratulations to you all," A sense of accomplishment washed over her as she sealed the deal, yet her mind buzzed with curiosity about the man before her. Now that she has secured the deal, she could move to the next task. She thought. "Thank you so much for your support, we really appreciate your attention." Maria responded while her lips are widened by uncontrollable smile. She couldn't believe they finally made it after everything that had happened with the Everdeens. "It's fine... And yea, congratulations, to you too," Mr. Du Pont beamed, directing his attention towards India, "It's so nice to finally meet Mrs. Loughty in person. Looking young and beautiful, just as expected." T
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The Avendano villa radiated with the vibrant spirit of celebration tonight, adorned with exquisite decorations to honor the family's newfound partnership with the prestigious Royal Group. This was all Maria's idea since Lord Avendano and her husband weren't around... She had control over everything. Dazzling lights cast a warm glow upon the gathering, as guests reveled in laughter, clinked glasses, and danced to the rhythmic melodies filling the air. In the midst of the celebration, amidst the lively ambiance, Alex, his cheeks flushed with the effects of alcohol, stumbled to the center of the grand hall. His drunken state did little to dampen his infectious smile as he beckoned for silence. "Turn off the music!" He ordered, the bottle of wine in his hand trembling as though it would fall at any moment. The room fell into an immediate hush, all eyes drawn to Alex in anticipation of what he had to share. They hadn't have so much fun in a long time - Everyone except Indi
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A soft, feminine voice spoke through the receiver, "Hello, this is the First City Hospital calling. Is this India Avendano?" India's brows furrowed in confusion. She exchanged a surprised glance with Nicholas as she replied, "Yes, this is India. May I know who is calling?" The voice on the other end took on a solemn tone as she introduced herself, "I'm calling from the First City Hospital. I regret to inform you that Mr. Robert Avendano and Mr. Xavier Avendano were involved in an accident and have been rushed to our hospital." Time seemed to freeze as the words settled in the room. The crowd before them was struck with shock, their minds struggling to comprehend the gravity of the situation. India's voice wavered as she managed to gather herself, "Are they... are they alright?" "Is my husband okay? What did she say? Are they going to be fine?" Maria, her voice tinged with both trepidation and worry, yelled loudly. Despite the chaos within her, India found stre
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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
