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RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 88
Nicholas arrived at the headquarters, a sense of foreboding settling over him as he noticed the somber atmosphere that seemed to envelop the entire company. Employees whispered in hushed tones, their expressions drawn and grim, giving the office an air of mourning. Frowning in confusion, Nicholas made his way through the bustling corridors towards Mr. Du Pont's office, ignoring the faces he met. He just didn't want to jump into assumption. As he entered the office, he found Mr. Du Pont and Mr. Phillips deep in conversation. Their faces were grave, mirroring the solemn mood that permeated the entire building. Nicholas's curiosity piqued, he approached them hesitantly, his brow furrowed with concern. "What's going on? Why does everyone look so glum?" Nicholas inquired, his voice laced with a mix of confusion and worry, "And yea, you called sounding weird? What happened? Just tell me what's going on." Mr. Du Pont took a deep breath, his expression troubled, before fi
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 89
India sat on her bed in her chamber, the faint rays of the setting sun filtering through the sheer curtains, casting a warm golden glow across the room. Her deep blue eyes glistened with unshed tears as she stared into the distance, lost in her thoughts. The unsettling silence was broken by the persistent knocks on her door, but India remained motionless, as if trapped in a world of her own making. She could hear as they knocked hard on her door, but she didn't make a move. "India!" Her mother's voice, laced with worry, called out from beyond the wooden barrier. But India made no move to acknowledge her presence. She could hear the muffled exchanges outside her door, the concern in their voices palpable. "Are you sure India is in this room? I can't even hear a thing?" Maria said as she continued knocking. "Of course, she is. India has been in her room for hours now, not responding to anyone. She even had to reject meals brought to her..." Alex's voice, tinged with frustration, dri
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Maria's grip on India's arm was tight, her nails digging into her daughter's skin as India turned away, a deep frown etched across her face. This time she didn't care, she just wanted to be out of that prison called the Avendanos Villa. Ever since Lord Avendano died, things had not been the same and everything seemed to be orchestrated by her parents themselves. She had no reason to trust them, she was hurt. The tension in the room was palpable as Maria's voice cut through the silence, her words laced with a mix of desperation and frustration. "You need to come back to your right senses, India. You aren't thinking straight. Did you just say you don't care if your father disown you? Do you even know what that means?" Maria's voice was filled with urgency as she tried to reason with her daughter. "Listen to me, India. If your father severe ties with you, the whole Avendano will also do the same. Not excluding me, not excluding any of your cousins and niblings. If the whole Avendanos
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"That's just a whole lot," Mr. Andrea commented, heaving a heavy sigh. Mr. Du Pont, Mr. Philips, and Mr. Andrea stood before Nicholas, their expressions a mix of curiosity, concern, and disbelief after listening to how those men in black tried to kidnap him. Nicholas sat on the plush couch, his eyes piercing through the tense atmosphere, his mind clearly consumed by thoughts that seemed to weigh him down. The room was enveloped in silence, broken only by the soft sound of breathing and the faint hum of distant machinery. Mr. Du Pont finally broke the quietude, his voice carrying a weight of authority as he inquired, "Mr. Loughty, I know you've gone through alot in the past few weeks, but I believe there's more you're not telling us. What exactly troubles your mind? And what do you intend to do?" Nicholas drew in a deep breath, straightening his posture as he met the gazes of the three men before him. "I simply want to understand what is happening," he replied, his tone
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The police officers exchanged nervous glances in the dimly lit room, uncertainty hanging heavy in the air. One of them finally mustered the courage to break the tense silence. "There's actually a problem," he said, his voice strained with apprehension. Nicholas furrowed his brow, exchanging a worried glance with Mr. Philips standing behind him. "A problem? What problem?" Nicholas asked, his tone tinged with concern. Reluctantly, the police officer spoke up, his words hesitant and quivering. "Mr. Loughty, I am sorry, but you will not be able to meet Mr. Rainge," he said, his gaze avoiding Nicholas's penetrating stare. Nicholas's frown deepened, confusion clouding his features. "What do you mean I can't meet Mr. Rainge?" he demanded, his voice edged with urgency. With a heavy sigh, the police officer revealed the unsettling truth. "Mr. Rainge has been taken away this morning," he confessed, his eyes betraying a mix of sympathy and fear. Nicholas's gaze darted t
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"Compliments of RMI," he read aloud, the words sending shivers down his spine. Nicholas slowly withdrew his phone from his pocket, his expression a mosaic of worry, fear, and confusion. His gaze swept over the grim tableau before him, where the lifeless bodies of police officers lay still, unacknowledged by the indifferent flow of passing cars. It was as though no one cared, which even made it more weird. This was Dinon, and it was Niçholas's first time there, but he didn't want to believe this was how nonchalant everyone was supposed to behave. How and where then, would they rid the cops? Mr. Philips looked up, concern etched across his features, "Who do you want to call now, Mr. Loughty?" he inquired. Lost in the tumult of his thoughts, Nicholas shrugged weakly. "I don't even know," he admitted softly. "But I need to find out which car was taking Mr. Rainge to Raleigh's police station. It can't be this one, can it?" His voice wavered, uncertainty threading th
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As Mr. Philips looked at Nicholas, a sense of urgency crept into his gaze, mirroring the confusion that clouded Nicholas's face. Nicholas's phone slipped from his grasp as he glances at Mr. Philips. "What's the problem Mr. Loughty? What did Du Pont say?" Mr. Philips enquired, his voice tinged with worry and curiosity. "Actually I don't know what the issue is, he didn't say anything about the car. He sounded very scared and shocked over the phone and he asked us to return to the headquarters." Nicholas explained, his voice tinged with unease as he spoke softly. Mr. Philips furrowed his brow, a deep frown marring his features as he pondered the gravity of the situation. "What could be wrong? What do you think the problem is? Oh no, I hope it's not what I thought?" he wondered aloud, his voice laced with concern. Without hesitation, Nicholas issued a command, his tone deliberate. "Start the car, Mr. Philips. We need to get to the headquarters as soon as possible," h
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The room fell into a heavy silence, enveloping Nicholas, Mr. Andrea, Mr. Philips, and Mr. Du Pont in a moment of contemplative stillness. One could notice the anger laden in Niçholas's eyes, he was already fuming as he held his jaw, staring into the space. The weight of the situation pressed down upon them, each lost in their own thoughts as the looming mystery hung in the air like a thick fog. Nicholas broke the silence. "So, definitely the government know about this and that's why they wanted to transfer Mr. Rainge to a new prison, so the RMI could be able to execute their plan without any obstruction?" Nicholas said, his voice tinged with a hint of disappointment. "Well, that could be a coincidence, what do you say?" Mr. Du Pont suggested. "Coincidence? I doubt it is... Mr. Rainge had been in that jail for the past six years. He never left there, despite the bullying he faced everyday. But all of a sudden, for no fucking reason, they want him in the less po
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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
