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The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 107
“So, what plan were you talking to me about on the phone?” Tyler inquired, his voice tinged with both anticipation and apprehension. He settled into the plush leather seat of Fiorenzo’s meticulously maintained car, a stark contrast to the tumultuous thoughts swirling in his mind. Several days had passed since the unsettling encounter with Andrea at the office, and Tyler remained vigilant, desperately searching for a strategy that could either expose Andrea’s true identity or prove to Lady Guila that he was not who he claimed to be.Seated alongside Fiorenzo, they had purposefully distanced themselves from the usual domains of intrigue - the imposing office building and Tyler’s now-repossessed residence. Fiorenzo had sent a cryptic text that hinted at a plan, and the weight of uncertainty hung heavily in the air.“Yes, I’ve devised a plan,” Fiorenzo replied, the words delivered with the kind of self-assuredness that comes from experience. He adjusted his finely-tailored suit, each move
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 108
Tyler sat there in stunned silence, the words Jane had just uttered reverberating through his mind like an endless echo in a cavern. His gaze wandered from the phone’s dimly lit screen to Fiorenzo’s concerned expression, which seemed to shimmer in the faint light of the room. The soft hum of the air conditioning, normally unnoticed, now buzzed in his ears as a constant reminder of the surreal moment that had unfolded.He clenched his jaw, trying to fathom the magnitude of Jane’s revelation. He never expected this twist in their conversation, and it left him in a state of disarray. His thoughts tumbled like leaves in a whirlwind, searching for answers, for a way to make sense of what he had just learned. It was as if the very ground beneath him had shifted, and he struggled to find his footing in this new reality.“Hello? Jane?” Tyler called out, his voice laced with a mixture of confusion and concern. Yet, there was no response from the other end. Jane had dropped the call abruptly, l
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 109
“Jane?” Tyler inquired, his voice laced with concern as he observed the crimson droplets falling from her trembling hand. The room was dimly lit, casting eerie shadows that danced on the walls, making the atmosphere all the more unsettling. Dust particles floated in the air, catching the faint glimmer of a nearby table lamp.Tyler’s heartbeat quickened, and he took a step closer to Jane, his eyes widening with each passing moment. He could feel the tension in the room, the air thick with the weight of the unknown. His footsteps on the creaky wooden floor reverberated, making the silence all the more palpable.Jane remained motionless, her gaze fixed on Tyler, but her eyes seemed distant, as if lost in some unfathomable turmoil. Tear after tear streamed down her pale cheeks, glistening in the dim light. Each drop mirrored the torment she was experiencing, creating a mosaic of pain on the floor.“I don’t know… I don’t know,” Jane whispered, her voice quivering like a fragile leaf in the
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 110
Tyler’s gaze remained fixed on Jane, her trembling hands, stained with her own blood, trembling before his eyes. The room itself seemed to close in around them, its dimly lit walls casting long shadows that danced menacingly, mirroring the turmoil of their emotions. It was a grim and eerie scene, one that would haunt their memories for years to come.His heart ached with a mix of compassion and anxiety, his mind racing to decipher the unspeakable horror before him. The question hung in the air, heavy with concern, as Tyler implored once more, “Jane, what did you do? What did your brother ask you to do?”Tears welled up in Jane’s eyes, and the weight of her secret pressed down on her. She struggled to find the words to explain the unimaginable. “I… I didn’t know what to do, so…” Her voice trailed off, and the room’s oppressive silence seemed to amplify the tension in the air. Tyler’s patience was tested as he yearned for answers, but he suppressed his impatience, knowing that Jane need
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 111
As Tyler managed to calm Jane's anxiety and left her in a more composed state, he assured her that he would return with the funds needed for the surgery. Jane, overwhelmed with gratitude, pledged to do anything in her power to repay the debt that Tyler might take on for her. His reassurances were a comforting balm for her troubled soul.Tyler's departure left Jane with a renewed sense of hope and determination. She was ready to face the uncertain future and do whatever it took to ensure her brother's well-being. Tyler had become her lifeline, and she was deeply thankful for his support.Sitting in the taxi on his way back home, Tyler's mind was abuzz with thoughts of how he would approach Lady Guila to request financial assistance. He wasn't sure of the best way to go about it, but he knew he had to try. The soft strains of an R&B track played in the background, offering a soothing backdrop to his contemplation. Though the music didn't provide a definitive solution, it did help ease t
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 112
Lady Guila’s penetrating stare remained fixed on Tyler, her elegant features reflecting her inner turmoil as his words muddled her thoughts. Her hand, adorned with delicate rings, gently returned the goblet of fruit juice to its ornate resting place on the polished wooden table. Her eyes never left Tyler as she mulled over his cryptic statement, the jovial laughter she’d recently indulged in vanishing, replaced by a contemplative furrow of her brow.Tyler, in turn, found himself in an increasingly uncomfortable predicament. The weight of Lady Guila’s scrutiny bore down upon him, and he struggled to find words to clarify the situation. His teeth clenched involuntarily as he maintained unwavering eye contact, his mind racing to decipher the enigma of Lady Guila’s thoughts. The atmosphere in the room grew thicker with each passing moment, like an impending storm brewing on the horizon.With a measured grace that matched her regal demeanor, Lady Guila finally broke the silence. Her voice,
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 113
“Stop mother! Please!” Andrea screamed.As the anguished cry reverberated throughout the house, the intensity of the moment became palpable. In that bright and tense room, he stood at the entrance, his face a portrait of empathy, and he took deliberate steps toward the scene. The atmosphere was thick with tension, and the onlookers, both Tyler and Lady Guila, couldn’t tear their eyes away from this unfolding drama. Lady Buila, a specter of disapproval, furrowed her brow and lowered her gaze.Tyler, gripped by a tempest of emotions, found himself on the precipice of uncontrollable rage and seething anger. His gaze was fixated on Andrea, who was approaching with measured, confident steps. Andrea was impeccably dressed in a sleek, black suit that exuded an air of sophistication, a stark contrast to the chaos unfolding around him.“Please, Mother, reconsider,” Andrea implored, his voice trembling with feigned pity and empathy. He clasped his hands tightly, a plea written across his face a
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 114
Lady Guila’s penetrating stare remained fixed on Tyler, her elegant features reflecting her inner turmoil as his words muddled her thoughts. Her hand, adorned with delicate rings, gently returned the goblet of fruit juice to its ornate resting place on the polished wooden table. Her eyes never left Tyler as she mulled over his cryptic statement, the jovial laughter she’d recently indulged in vanishing, replaced by a contemplative furrow of her brow.Tyler, in turn, found himself in an increasingly uncomfortable predicament. The weight of Lady Guila’s scrutiny bore down upon him, and he struggled to find words to clarify the situation. His teeth clenched involuntarily as he maintained unwavering eye contact, his mind racing to decipher the enigma of Lady Guila’s thoughts. The atmosphere in the room grew thicker with each passing moment, like an impending storm brewing on the horizon.With a measured grace that matched her regal demeanor, Lady Guila finally broke the silence. Her voice,
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