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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,
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 115
Tyler’s emotions swirled like a tempest within him after his encounter with Lady Guila. The lounge seemed to close in on him as the echoes of their conversation reverberated in his mind. It was as if the very air had grown heavy with tension. The soft, dimly lit room, adorned with opulent tapestries and antique furnishings, felt suffocating, trapping him in a web of discomfort.Lady Guila’s words were like venom, dripping from her lips as she carelessly compared him to Andrea. Each utterance felt like a dagger to his pride. Her insinuations about Andrea being “better” than him, left him with a sense of inadequacy that gnawed at his very core. The flickering candlelight, casting eerie shadows on the walls, seemed to reflect the tumult in his mind.It wasn’t just the comparison that stung. It was the profound irony that Lady Guila, in her obliviousness, didn’t grasp the true nature of Andrea. She couldn’t see the darkness that lurked beneath Andrea’s charming facade. Tyler found it both
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 116
Tyler’s eyes bore into Andrea’s, his thoughts racing as he grappled with the weight of the words he needed to utter. In that charged moment, the memory of the last time they had seen each other flooded Tyler’s mind. He had worn a smirk, just as Andrea did now, as he walked away, leaving Andrea stunned and vulnerable.Andrea maintained that sly smile, his hand gently landing on Tyler’s shoulder, a touch that mirrored the one Tyler had left him with when he had abandoned their shared history. It was a subtle yet powerful reminder of the unresolved issues between them.Tyler’s heart thudded in his chest as the realization hit him – this conversation couldn’t be brushed aside. Andrea, a master of calculated moves, had summoned him for a purpose beyond mere pleasantries.As they continued to walk, their steps seemed to synchronize, and Andrea moved closer, a deliberate, almost predatory grace in his movements. It was as though he was circling Tyler, both physically and metaphorically, asse
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The sound of the gunshot shattered the tense silence, the explosive discharge filling the air with a sharp crack that seemed to tear through the fabric of the room. It was Tyler’s own firearm, the 5.54 caliber entrusted to him by Andrea, the weapon now acting on his impromptu decision, aimed not at an enemy but in defense of Lady Guila. In the chaos, Andrea staggered backward, a splatter of crimson bursting forth from the wound on the right side of his chest, his body collapsing in a slow, anguished descent.Tyler’s heart raced, adrenaline surging through his veins as he witnessed the sudden turn of events. His eyes widened in a mixture of disbelief and realization. While his actions were impulsive, the consequences now lay before him, a pang of remorse piercing his chest. Not for the act of firing the shot, but for the unexpected twist fate had taken, allowing Andrea, despite his wrongdoings, a swift departure instead of facing the due consequences.“You… you bastard,” Andrea’s voice
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“Did you just ask me what I have ever done for you?” Lady Guila’s voice, softened by a trace of hurt, quivered as she struggled to comprehend Rosie’s and Andrea’s conversation in the dimly lit room.“Oh, indeed, that’s precisely what I questioned. What contributions have you made? I’ve poured my soul into your company and family. From the tenderest years, I’ve toiled ceaselessly for this establishment and your kin, yet what recompense have I received? Nothing. Instead, you’ve ushered in this outsider, claiming he’s your heir to inherit the family legacy. Do you fathom the profound devastation I felt when that decision was made?” Andrea’s words, laden with bitterness, reverberated off the walls of the enclosed space.Lady Guila’s widened eyes reflected her astonishment and a hint of dismay as she absorbed Andrea’s impassioned words. Despite Tyler’s persistent warnings about Andrea’s deceitful nature, she’d vehemently dismissed them, holding steadfast faith in him. Never could she have f
Chapter 152
Tyler’s eyes flew wide open at the unexpected sound, snapping him out of a dreamlike state. It was as if a shotgun had gone off in his mind, the clarity jolting him awake, his senses racing to determine who had uttered those four crucial words. As his eyes snapped open, Jen glanced toward the source of the voice, her gaze locking onto the same spot. Tyler’s breath hitched as his eyes widened in shock, his jaw dropping slightly in disbelief.“Grandma?” Tyler faltered, the word catching in his throat as shock rippled through him. The sudden appearance of his grandmother stood like an unexpected apparition in the room, rendering a peculiar stillness among them all. Today, Grandma stood so far away from Tyler, an impossible distance that seemed to widen as he remained glued to his seat, unable to bridge the gap. Fiorenzo hovered protectively behind her, flanked by two other men whose presence added an air of solemnity to the unexpected reunion.The tension in the room was palpable, a char
Chapter 151
Tyler’s eyes flew wide open at the unexpected sound, snapping him out of a dreamlike state. It was as if a shotgun had gone off in his mind, the clarity jolting him awake, his senses racing to determine who had uttered those four crucial words. As his eyes snapped open, Jen glanced toward the source of the voice, her gaze locking onto the same spot. Tyler’s breath hitched as his eyes widened in shock, his jaw dropping slightly in disbelief.“Grandma?” Tyler faltered, the word catching in his throat as shock rippled through him. The sudden appearance of his grandmother stood like an unexpected apparition in the room, rendering a peculiar stillness among them all. Today, Grandma stood so far away from Tyler, an impossible distance that seemed to widen as he remained glued to his seat, unable to bridge the gap. Fiorenzo hovered protectively behind her, flanked by two other men whose presence added an air of solemnity to the unexpected reunion.The tension in the room was palpable, a char
Chapter 150
“Can I please talk to my mother one last time because you can do with me what you want to do,” Tyekr whispered, his voice trembling as he perched on the edge of the chair, his body taut with tension, each moment ticking away like a fragile heartbeat.“Awnnn, you want to cry to Mama and tell her how much you love her and will miss her?” Andrea’s words dripped with derision, her tone mocking and cruel.Tyler felt the sting of Mareas’ cutting words, each syllable like a lash upon his already burdened soul. His silence masked the turmoil within as he pleaded silently for Nadtead’s intervention regarding his plea. Andrea’s scornful gaze bore into Tyekr, a frigid stare that seemed to pierce beyond the surface, locking their eyes in an uncomfortable standoff, an unspoken tension hanging in the air, thickening the atmosphere with a palpable weight of unresolved emotions.Their gaze held, each refusing to yield, a silent battle raging between them that spoke volumes in the charged silence, hin
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“Voilà!” Andrea exclaimed, as though he had been eagerly awaiting Tyler’s consent to an unthinkable act.A radiant smile illuminated Andrea’s eyes and face, as if he had just stumbled upon the most marvelous news. Despite Tyler’s intense urge to lash out, he maintained a fixed gaze, determined not to succumb to his temper. He longed to deliver a punch straight to Andrea’s face.“You’ve made the right choice. Finally opting for the drugs that will put an end to the disease,” Andrea taunted sarcastically, applauding Tyler with a mocking fervor, his hands clapping together.There was an eerie sense of tension hanging in the air, crackling with the palpable bitterness that had brewed between the two. Tyler wrestled with conflicting emotions, a cocktail of anger, frustration, and the sting of Andrea’s derision. Andrea’s words cut deeper than any physical blow, striking a chord that resonated with Tyler’s inner turmoil.The room seemed to shrink as the intensity of their confrontation grew.
Chapter 148
Tyler’s world crumbled as he reeled from the impact of Ray’s betrayal. The weight of the circumstances pressed heavily upon him, an indescribable amalgamation of anguish and disbelief. His heart, once steady, now raced uncontrollably, each beat echoing the tumult within. Guilt clawed at him, a remorseful storm, for feeling powerless to alter the unfolding tragedy, his mother’s plight a haunting specter in his mind.Tears, unbidden, swelled in his eyes, blurring the harsh reality of the text from Andrea. With clenched teeth, he stifled a cry, his fingers trembling as they traced the letters on the screen, each word a cruel lash against his already fractured resolve. He yearned to break free from the constraints that bound him, his thoughts a tempest of rage and desperation, seeking any semblance of a solution, yet finding none.Visions of his mother, subjected to unspeakable torment by Ray, played on an endless loop in his mind, a relentless barrage of anguish that threatened to consum
Chapter 147
“Grandma! Talk to Me!” Tyler turned abruptly, a fleeting hope dashed as he realized his grandma, Lady Guila’s grip had not tightened on his hand; it was merely his mind’s cruel illusion. The room lay ensconced in a dim, almost somber, light, casting elongated shadows that seemed to echo Tyler’s growing frustration. Kneeling before Lady Guila, his pleas reverberated off the walls, desperate for her to awaken, yearning for release from the nightmarish grip that had ensnared his reality. Never before had he envisioned facing such a harrowing ordeal; his life had been uncomplicated, a mere intersection with Lady Guila followed by the revelation of his heritage and roots.Tyler’s frustration surged uncontrollably; he folded his legs beneath him, sinking to the floor’s cool surface. His eyes, brimming with unshed tears, held a rawness he dared not release. He longed to unleash a primal scream, to shatter the oppressive silence, yet the constriction in his throat stifled any attempt. A suffo
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Tyler’s heart pounded in his chest, a wild gallop matching the frenetic pace of his thoughts. Each second dragged on like an eternity as he waited for Ethan’s response. His fingers drummed nervously on the edge of the table, a subconscious attempt to alleviate the rising tension.“Did you see my mom?” The urgency in Tyler’s voice betrayed the fear gnawing at his insides. “Is she alright?” His voice cracked with emotion, the weight of the unknown pressing down on him like a leaden sky.Ethan’s gaze softened momentarily before clouding over with a mix of apprehension and sorrow. “I couldn’t find your mom,” he confessed, his tone heavy with regret. “But, Tyler, something wasn’t right. The moment I stepped into the house, it was like a tempest had ravaged through its very core. Furniture overturned, shards of glass glinting amidst scattered belongings. It felt violated, as if the sanctity of your home had been desecrated.”A whirlwind of emotions engulfed Tyler. His chest tightened, suffo
