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RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 57
Maria, Yerins, and Alex stood frozen in the corridor, their eyes fixed on Niçholas as he walked past them, a smug smirk plastered on his face. "What insolence!" The tension was patent as the trio exchanged glances, a heavy silence hanging in the air. Maria, the first to break their stifling stillness, finally mustered the courage to speak, her voice trembling. "Hold on! Did... did Niçholas just say he's gorten the consent form signed? Xavier signed it for him?" she asked, her voice laden with disbelief. Alex nodded solemnly, his face etched with concern. "Yes, he did. The form is truly signed. What...what are we going to do now?" Maria's mind raced, searching for a solution. She had no idea how to stop Niçholas now that he had obtained the signed consent form, "We will just have to find a way to stop this guy... He's aiming higher and his wings are growing bigger, if we do not cut off those wings, we might not be able to stop him ever. I knew this was going to
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 58
As the call ended, Maria collapsed onto her bed, her heart pounding heavily in her chest. The weight of the situation bore down on her, the sound of the ticking clock resonating in her ears. After several minutes of unmoving silence in the dimly lit room, Maria lay on her bed, her eyes fixed on the expanse of the ceiling. The weight of her thoughts twisting and turning in her mind. Suddenly, a sharp knock resounded through the room, shattering the tranquility like fragments of shattered glass. Maria's brow furrowed, her contemplation interrupted. "Who is it?" she called out hesitantly, her voice laced with a mix of weariness and curiosity. To her surprise, the familiar voice of Alex rang out from behind the door. "Can I come in, Maria?" he asked, his tone slightly hesitant. Maria's frown deepened as she sat up, her thoughts now fully focused on the present. Maria's brow creased in clear annoyance, and she quickly sat up, dreading whatever news Alex brought with
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"And what does the autopsy result says?" She asked. Maria's heart pounded in her chest as she looked at Nicholas, anticipation mingling with fear, confusion, and anger. She desperately awaited his answer, the results of the autopsy. The once lively dining hall now grew tense, every eye fixated on him as he moved closer, his gaze not leaving Maria's. Nicholas remained expressionless, a calm facade masking any emotions that lay beneath the surface. As Nicholas came to a halt in front of Maria, he extended his hand, delicately offering her the sheet of paper he was holding. Trembling, Maria accepted the document, her fingers brushing against Nicholas's. The exchange of glances between them felt like a silent exchange of empathy, understanding the gravity of what they were about to unfold. "I think it's important you read it yourself... what happened to your father in-law and tell it to everyone right here." Nicholas said authoritatively. Maria glanced at the expe
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"Why did I even get myself wrapped in this? I should have just declined," He cried, punching the wall tears coursing down his eyes. Alex sat in his dimly lit room, the weight of sleepless nights pressing upon his weary shoulders. An eerie silence hung in the air, broken only by the distant sound of his own ragged breathing. His bloodshot eyes stared vacantly ahead, lost in a sea of uncertainty. Tomorrow, when the investigators arrived, his life would change forever. The anticipation pierced through his veins, a potent elixir of fear and desperation. Seeking solace in the forbidden, Alex poured himself a drink, the amber liquid cascading into the glass like a balm for his troubled soul. 'You don't drink when you're hurt, you drink only to celebrate,' this was the Avendano's law Alex was willing to break tonight. He raised the glass to his lips, each gulp burning a fiery path down his throat. It offered temporary relief, blurring the edges of his anguish. Tears tr
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"Be ready to go down with mother in-law," Nicholas hissed. "I will make sure you both serve jail time for killing Lord Avendano." "Let go of my arm, otherwise you will regret it." Alex threatened, his voice dripping with irritation and pain. It felt like his arm was going to leave his body any moment from then. Nicholas threw Alex against the wall with a forceful aggression that propelled him across the room. As he hit the floor, pain exploded through every inch of his body, his arm particularly throbbing where Nicholas had twisted it. The force behind it was enough to make the room shake, leaving Alex bewildered and gasping for breath. As he struggled to regain his composure, Nicholas swiftly rose from the bed, "This, is just a reminder... you seem to have forgotten whom you are dealing with. Do well to tell your accomplice what I just did to you... it's going to be a very tough day tomorrow... be ready to answer all questions with no guilt." He said with confidence
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 62
That morning, the room was heavy with tension as the Avendano family gathered together, their apprehensive gazes fixed on the entrance. Every one of them anxiously awaited the arrival of the investigators, knowing that the time for truth and justice had finally come. In one corner of the hall, the prime suspects, Maria and Alex, sat in silence, their hearts pounding heavily in their chests. The deafening silence seemed to stretch on forever, until Robin finally broke it, stepping forward to face Maria. "Mother in-law... you look stressed," Robin said, his voice laced with sincerity, "please don't be, believe me when I say that none of us here believe you could ever harm Lord Avendano. We all know you're innocent. They are only going to ask you a few questions and that's all. It's nothing to worry about." Maria's eyes welled up with gratitude, her lips trembling as she looked at her would be son in-law. She found solace in his words, a flicker of hope igniting within
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 63
After the intense questioning session with Maria, Alex was led into the room by the male investigator. The room was eerily quiet, amplifying the tension that hung in the air. Alex took a seat at the table, while the investigator stood imposingly beside him. The silence was almost suffocating until the investigator finally broke it. "We do not have much time to waste right! So, tell me absolutely everything you know about this death of Lord Avendano. I know you have a lot to say and I could see it in your eyes." Letting out a weary sigh, Alex gazed into the investigator's sharp, probing eyes. "You definitely saw the wrong thing in my eyes because the only thing you can see here, is nothing. I know nothing about Lord Avendano's death," he replied, his voice tinged with frustration. The investigator, unmoved, leaned closer. "But you were in the hospital when Lord Avendano died. Si o no?" he asserted. Alex shrugged, his eyes reflecting disbelief. "I wasn't the on
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Alex and the investigator walked back into the room, Alex frowning in annoyance walking past those people staring at him like a criminal. "Will you take your eyes off me or you want me to pull your eyes out of their sockets," he yelled. The Avendano family members had seated themselves once again, their anticipation palpable. All eyes were on the investigators as they stood at the centre of the room to address everyone. What was their final conclusion? Everyone was curious. The male investigator cleared his throat, demanding the attention of the room. His presence commanded respect as he addressed everyone. "Ladies and gentlemen, I understand that today has been a chaotic day for all of you. We have questioned the prime suspects extensively, but we remain unconvinced that they are not withholding information regarding the death." Maria, one of the prime suspects, didn't hold back in her response. "What more do you want us to say? We have been honest with you, ye
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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
