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The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 121
“What did you do to my mother?” Andrea demanded, his voice trembling with worry as she gazed at Tyler. He had just received a call that Lady Guia was unconscious and being treated by the doctor inside. Andrea’s eyes were filled with concern, and she noticed Tyler’s tense expression, with sweat glistening on his forehead. Outside the room, Fiorenzo and others waited anxiously, following the doctor’s instructions to stay put.“Answer me!” Andrea thundered, quickly grabbing Tyler’s shirt and staring into his eyes. Tyler felt suffocated, unable to break free from Andrea’s strong grip.“What the heck are you doing?” Tyler protested, struggling to escape Andrea’s grasp, which seemed unyielding.“Andrea, what’s going on?” Fiorenzo asked, looking utterly confused about the situation as he also tried to break Andrea’s hold.Tyler’s face turned red, and he felt the tension in the room rise. Andrea’s veins were pulsating on his forehead, his eyes darkening. Tyler was taken aback by Andrea’s inte
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 122
Andrea’s frustration bubbled beneath the surface as he fixed his intense gaze upon the hesitant doctor. Everyone else in the room, on the edge of their seats, eagerly awaited the news about Lady Guila’s condition. The suspense was palpable, and the doctor’s reluctance to speak only added to their collective anxiety. He rolled his eyes at the group, then released a deep sigh, clearly burdened by the weight of his words.“I’m sorry to have to say this, but Lady Guila suffered a severe heart attack, and it led to something even more critical,” the doctor began, his voice trailing off as if his eyes alone could convey the depth of his apprehension. The tension in the room continued to mount, like a crescendo building toward an unknown climax.“And then what?” Andrea’s impatience boiled over. “Just speak plainly and spare us this unnecessary suspense, or I swear I’ll be the one to pull your tongue out!” He snapped, silencing Tyler, who was on the verge of speaking. Tyler clasped his hands
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 123
Tyler found himself entranced by Andreas, unable to tear his eyes away from this enigmatic figure who had left him dumbfounded. Each moment felt like an eternity as the words Andreas had uttered replayed in Tyler's mind. It was as if he had stepped into a parallel universe, where the boundaries between reality and fantasy blurred into a dreamlike haze."What did you just say?" Tyler's voice quivered, yet it retained its inquisitiveness. He needed confirmation, a lifeline to reality. Andreas maintained his confident posture, the smile on his face a Mona Lisa-esque enigma. His steps were deliberate as he moved closer, and the aura in the room seemed to thicken with anticipation. The world outside their bubble of conversation ceased to exist.Andreas let out a chuckle, one that echoed like a riddle unraveling in the dimly lit room. "Do you know, when I hatched this plan, I had my doubts about whether you'd be susceptible enough to fall for it? I wasn't even certain if I would follow thro
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 124
Tyler found himself entranced by Andreas, unable to tear his eyes away from this enigmatic figure who had left him dumbfounded. Each moment felt like an eternity as the words Andreas had uttered replayed in Tyler's mind. It was as if he had stepped into a parallel universe, where the boundaries between reality and fantasy blurred into a dreamlike haze."What did you just say?" Tyler's voice quivered, yet it retained its inquisitiveness. He needed confirmation, a lifeline to reality. Andreas maintained his confident posture, the smile on his face a Mona Lisa-esque enigma. His steps were deliberate as he moved closer, and the aura in the room seemed to thicken with anticipation. The world outside their bubble of conversation ceased to exist.Andreas let out a chuckle, one that echoed like a riddle unraveling in the dimly lit room. "Do you know, when I hatched this plan, I had my doubts about whether you'd be susceptible enough to fall for it? I wasn't even certain if I would follow thro
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 125
Tyler's intense gaze bore into Andrea, freezing her in a moment of dumbfounded disbelief. The atmosphere in the room shifted dramatically, morphing into a dire tableau of tension that seemed almost tangible. Andrea, her eyes narrowing, betrayed an undercurrent of fear coursing through her."Andrea, my dear, how shall you address me..." Tyler paused theatrically, as if contemplating the weight of his own name. "Brother," he declared, snapping his fingers with a flourish, a mocking laugh escaping his lips. The laughter hung in the air, a dissonant soundtrack to Andrea's growing frown.Taking measured steps forward, Tyler, with eyes that seemed to penetrate the very soul, confronted Andrea. "How could you dare to stoop so low?" His voice, a crescendo of rage, reverberated in the room. His fists tightened in silent fury, and his gaze shifted accusingly to Tyler, who faced the impending storm with a defiant Helton smile. As Tyler's expression transformed into a tightly knit frown, the air
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 126
Tyler navigated the marble tiles, each step etched with purpose, as he approached the fervently ranting Andrea. A tempest of emotions churned within him, driven by an urgent need to bring an end to Andre's diatribe and unveil the well-guarded secrets to Lady Guila . Though Guila lay in an unconscious state, a veil of uncertainty shrouded Tyler, leaving him grappling with the profound consequences of her impending decision. Antonio's surgical salvation hinged upon the revelation of Andrea's skimming truth and eagerness to kill Lady Guila if need be.Amidst the unfolding drama, Fiorenzo's voice cut through the charged air, a symphony of concern lacing his words. "What's wrong?" he questioned, the cadence of his inquiry betraying the frantic undercurrents of his worry. Tyler’s entrance into the scene, an embodiment of trouble, further heightened the palpable tension that hung in the atmosphere like an impending storm.Tyler, standing at the epicenter of this emotional whirlwind, paused,
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 127
Tyler navigated the marble tiles, each step etched with purpose, as he approached the fervently ranting Andrea. A tempest of emotions churned within him, driven by an urgent need to bring an end to Andre's diatribe and unveil the well-guarded secrets to Lady Guila . Though Guila lay in an unconscious state, a veil of uncertainty shrouded Tyler, leaving him grappling with the profound consequences of her impending decision. Antonio's surgical salvation hinged upon the revelation of Andrea's skimming truth and eagerness to kill Lady Guila if need be.Amidst the unfolding drama, Fiorenzo's voice cut through the charged air, a symphony of concern lacing his words. "What's wrong?" he questioned, the cadence of his inquiry betraying the frantic undercurrents of his worry. Tyler’s entrance into the scene, an embodiment of trouble, further heightened the palpable tension that hung in the atmosphere like an impending storm.Tyler, standing at the epicenter of this emotional whirlwind, paused,
The Art Of The UnderDog Chapter 128
Tyler, his every step echoing a residual tension from the conversation with Lady Guila, gracefully traversed the room's threshold. The remnants of a dialogue hung in the air, a palpable exchange that left him still conscious of its reverberations. As he emerged into the corridor, a maelstrom of emotions, primarily anger, enveloped him, creating an aura that seemed to pulsate with the intensity of his recent discourse.Fiorenzo, positioned on the slope just beyond the doorway, gazed intently at Tyler, as though the very contours of the environment were shaped by his anticipation. Their eyes locked, and in that suspended moment, a silent exchange transpired—communicating sentiments too complex for words.Fiorenzo, his focus unwavering on Tyler, appeared expectant, perhaps harboring a silent plea for information regarding Ladya Guila's well-being. The slope, with its vantage point, mirrored the ascent of tension, casting shadows that danced in tandem with the unspoken narrative unfolding
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