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THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 123
“You didn’t think I was going to die that easily did you? I’ve got nine lives” Alphonse said as he sipped water out of a straw. Charlotte smiled as she pulled the straw away from his lips and wiped at water droplets on his lips. "I just used up the third life, so I am indestructible for six more times" he said and Charlotte smiled before sighing, refusing to meet his eyes. “Shut up you idiot, I thought …,” she broke down crying. "Hey, hey. I feel so shitty that I can't move now, but I want to hold you and tell you it's alright. I'm fine, you're fine, he's in jail. Everything is alright" Alphonse said in a very soft voice to her. Charlotte sniffled and wiped her tears. "I feel like it was my fault. He attacked you because of me and almost killed you. If he had not followed me here ...." she said, cleaning her tears but Alphonse interrupted her. "Come closer" He told her and she bent to his level "Closer baby" he said and she leaned down to his face. Alphonse kissed her forehead
THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 124
“Sir a package just came for you” Peter said as he came into the room with a gift box, a rather unusually large one wrapped in pink wrapping paper.Alphonse looked away from Charlotte who was by his side, they had been discussing about something random while his mother rested on the couch, on a call with her husband.“Ugh, it’s one of those get well gifts, just leave it on the side. I’ll take the one I can and give the rest out” Alphonse said, dismissing it and ready to continue talking with Charlotte.Peter weighed the box and the heaviness it had arose some suspicions within him.“Alphonse, I don’t think this is a gift” Peter said to himself more than to Alphonse, but it caught the attention of both Charlotte and him.Charlotte left Alphonse and went to Peter. "It's in a wrapping paper, maybe it's a big gift or something. Give it to me I'll check it out, please help me bring out some socks for him from the closet, will you? He complained about cold feet" she said making Alphonse chu
THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 125
“Man this hospital coffee taste like shit” Paul groaned in disgust as he sipped his coffee. He hated the taste, but he needed to stay awake for the night. He planned on staying with Alphonse to watch over him throughout the night before going back home the next morning. When he got to the door he pushed it but the door refused to open. "Uh, hello" he said and shook the handle of the door but it would not budge. It was locked and there was no security stationed at the door. The door was locked and Paul sighed deeply before he turned and headed for the reception. When he got there he met the receptionist, she smiled at him as soon as she saw him. "Who locked the door to the senators room?" Paul asked her. The lady first scrunched her brows in confusion before shaking her head. "Uh, no one sir. We don't lock the room till there is no one occupying it." She said and next it was Paul's turn for his forehead to crease in utter confusion. Peter left before him, and the only people
THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 126
“She did not do it” Alphonse said as Charlotte gave him water to drink through a straw cup. It was late at night but none of them could find sleep, what had happened had shocked them to their bone marrow. "What an unexpected turn of event" Paul said and relaxed into his seat. “Margaret was in the states all these while. Kevin was killed in Australia” Peter said with a sigh. Inspite of the hatred between the two families, they all felt pity for Margaret Robinson, she was being accused for something she did not do. "What if Ursula paid those officers. Do they even have solid eveidence against Margaret, I mean the woman said she had been in the states all these while and she had solid alibi" Hannah said from where she sat with Alphonse “They found fur traces from her coat all of his apartment and his bed” Peter informed them "and it has not been recent, hair traces and fingerprints all belonging to her. There was no way she was not going to be arrested. Whoever is playing this tri
THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 127
Three months later.Alphonse was seating in a wheelchair, reading the morning paper and eating breakfast Charlotte had made for him.She walked in fully dressed and looked ready to leave.Her red hair in a neat slick back with a low bun at the back, a black low V patterned suit jacket that reached her knees in the form of a short gown, paired with some silver Louis Vuitton sling backs.She looked really beautiful and Alphonse had to stop reading the paper and let his cup drop slowly from his mouth.“You look wonderful today honey” he complimented her while he stared at her like he could rush up to her any moment, given that he could walk well.She was fixing her gold hoop earrings and wristwatch as he spoke and she turned to smile at him."Thank you baby" she said and came up to kiss him."You taste like cappuccino" Charlotte said to him giggling."I wish I could taste like you" he said in utter admiration of her "you taste so lovely, I can't even put a name to it. A special sauce and
THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 128
"Fuck you Peter!" He said and the two men laughed as Peter sat down. "So, how did it go?" Alphonse asked as their laughter died down . Peter was back from prison where he went to see Dante. He sighed before bringing out a tiny recorder from his pocket and placed it on the table in front of them. "He is not sorry about what he has done. And his infatuation with Charlotte still continues" Peter said with a shake of his head. "I expected that" Alphonse said with a scoff before he picked up the coffee pot and prepared coffee for Peter "What is the plan now?" He asked. "The only thing we can do for him now is send him back to italy. If he stays here, Carla might bend the law a bit and sentence him to life. And I don't think his father will appreciate that. You don't want a cartel knocking on your door for revenge." Peter said and collected his cup with a thank you after Alphonse finished. "So what's the plan" he asked again but Peter drank his coffee before replying. "The older M
THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 129
Two months later, "Good morning Mr Hall, my name is Sylvester Brosnan and I work with the FBI" a man in black suit and a black briefcase sat down before Geoffrey in a room. Geoffrey whose hands were chained to the table gave the man a very dirty and angry look. "What do you want? If you're not here to give me freedom, leave! I have nothing to give to you" he yelled at the man and pulled on his hand cuffs. "It is an offer and..." "It's been three fucking years, you lot come in all the time telling me it's a juicy offer in exchange for my freedom, I tell you guys all I know only to be thrown back into that hell hole. I know nothing about whatever fucking questions you have to ask" Geoffry was still yelling. The man folded his arm and sighed, he looked to the prison warden standing close to them and motioned to him to unlock the cuffs on Geoffrey's hands. Once free, Geoffrey rubbed at his wrists which came up with blisters. Sylvester whispered a few things to the warden and the
THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 130
"Hello" “I regret the day my poor wife gave birth to you” Cornelius said to the other person on the phone as soon as he picked. "Father" Geoffrey said curtly. "Don't you ever call me that again!" Cornelius yelled as shots fired continuously. "I am sorry it had to come to this" Geoffrey said "You will be sorry when I get my hands on you!" "I wanted to warn you but they had me confined till they were sure they had got to you. Are you okay ...? Are those shots?" Geoffrey's voice went up very loudly. "You make sure you lose the name "Hall" you don't belong to me and you cease to exist the minute you sell me out" Cornelius warned him as a bullet flew past him and stuck in the windshield of the car Levi was speeding through the dust. "Father I am so sorry, if I had known I would get to this I would not have. I was tired of that prison and they said they were only going to capture you" Geoffrey was becoming afraid for his father. "And you fell for that? It's the FBI, you useless bas