Alex can’t find any reason to decline their offer now. He even thinks that it may be helpful for him to find his daughter out there. “What do you say, Alex?” asks Reece Thompson. Alex glances at them for a moment, and then gives a solemn nod lightly. “That’s settled then,” Freedie Berker affirms immediately. “We will announce about this news later, and maybe hold an official meeting with the Administrators to introduce you as the new leader of The Catacomb.” “No, wait!” Alex interferes with him immediately. “If possible, let it stay like how it used to be. I don’t mind with me being the only true leader, but let the others know that I’m just one of the Overseers.” “So, you want to keep this secrecy just like what Morgan did this whole time?” Alex nods lightly. “Everyone?” Freedie Berker asks the other Overseers. None of the other Overseers shows their objection. “Okay, then! We will do just as you want,” says Freedie Berker to Alex. “But we have to postpone the official inaug
Alex straightens his shirt and leaves while enduring the pain in his right ribs. Among the people present at that time, there is also Miles Benet, who comes over to Alex with a happy face.“Hey, is that true? You became one of the Overseers replacing Morgan Davis?”But Alex just puts on a flat face. He continues to walk away while looking at Benet coldly without saying anything.“Hey, Alex!” Benet calls him.“Shut up! Never put on that naïve face in front of me,” says Alex as he keeps walking away by only showing his back. “I already know your true color.”Boris arrives and intends to support Alex who looks in pain. However, Alex refuses the help, because he doesn’t want to appear weak in that place.While heading to the car, Alex sees Morgan's car coming towards him. It seems that the old man left the hotel via a different route that Alex didn't know. The car stops near Alex, and Morgan rolls down the window, seeming to have something to talk about.And so Alex approaches him. “So, w
Giana is back with warm tea, and then offers it to Sofia. But she doesn’t stay there for too long. She immediately leaves that office again. And of course, Alex notices that the girl deliberately lets him be alone with Sofia. He also notices that Boris is no longer there either. He simply shakes his head, and intends to make his business with Sofia as short as possible. “Sorry! I come here only to borrow your money! I have to travel to Jakarta tomorrow. Maybe I can get a clue about Elly's whereabouts there. If not, I will continue my search to Singapore, and maybe Thailand too,” explains Alex. Sofia is silent for a moment. She gets an impression that Alex is only looking for their daughter without any clues, and simply going to places in desperation. “Do you really believe she might be in these countries?” she asks unsurely. “Is she really still alive?” Alex takes a deep breath. “Do you think I do this out of my ignorance? The person who kidnapped Elly had sold her to a child tra
The afternoon this month is still a bit cold and breezy. A strong, 182 cm tall man with a firm face and a short hair step out of the taxi, carrying two suitcases while holding one stuffed animal. He tidies his worn-out long coat and stands on the side of the road, gazing up at the highest point of a massive mansion in the distance. It’s the mansion where he lives with his family. He is Alexander Davis, a businessman who has just returned from a long business trip. With a stubble beard, he almost resembles a homeless person. He has been away for so long that he can no longer contain his longing to reunite with his wife and little daughter. But… “Sorry, Sir! We can’t let you in!” The guard coldly denies him from entering his own house. Indeed, the land and everything above it belongs to his wife, who is the owner of Vintage Vega, Inc., the largest company in Sydney. However, being coldly denied entry by the guard feels like a contradiction to him, defying the norms of society. He
While walking towards the gate, he keeps examining the other pictures. To his surprise, there are even three pictures capturing the same woman having sex with someone in a room. That woman in the picture even puts on a pose in front of the camera like a porn star having a fake good time. That’s when Alex realizes someone must have scammed him. Everything is orchastrated to make it look like it was him having an affair. After all, who would want to do that immoral thing, with a third person in the room freely taking pictures of what happened up close. “Who the hell is this bitch?” he grumbles. “Isn't that the bitch you chose over my dear sister,” says Dylan, showing his smug smile. Alex’s eyebrows are twitched, to find that Dylan’s behavior suddenly becomes different. Just a few minutes ago, Dylan appeared so furious. But now he wears a smug confident smile, exuding an air of arrogance as if he had achieved a victory. Dylan tilts his chin upward, looking down at Alex with a disda
Alex did live in a remote island with a hermit named Morgan Davis. He even takes that man’s surename as his. But he never knew that the old man whom he consideres as his father was that great. “Last Tuesday you said?” asks Alex. Boris nods once composedly. That’s actually a day right after the date in the official paper that Sofia gave to Alex, which of course makes Alex even more curious. “I take that you never study under him, yet you seem to be quite close to my teacher,” utters Alex. “It’s because of Sofia's father. Rodolfo Vega also studied under him for 8 years when he was young, and became a great businessman after that. After you, Rodolfo Vega was the second longest person living with that old man. They were quite close.” That one really catches Alex’s interest. He never knew that his late father-in-law also studied to the same teacher as him in that remote island. “When Rodolfo Vega got old and sick which led his company into a crisis, he also learned about you,” continu
Alex can’t just accept this coincidence, for the fact his teacher sent him to a man who has an issue with Dylan Vega whom he just had an issue just this afternoon. He starts speculating, could it be that this is not a mere mission, but a trial.“For what reason?” asks Alex.The youngster with the curly ponytail named Nelson who sits beside Alex suddenly interferes.“That fucker spitted to my face in public.”Alex averts his face to the youngster. This youngster, who is usually referred The 2nd Top G on the street, nonchalantly blows his smoke at Alex’s face for the second time.“I’m the son of Harry Gaines, The Top G in Sydney. Nobody can just spit on my face and live. Isn’t that clear enough?”Out of nowhere, Alex picks the glass ashtray and slams it so hard at that youngster’s forehead. And again, Alex hears a man moan so pathetically like a bitch, making him a bit regret hurting that kid.“Nobody can just blow smoke into my face and leave unhurt.”The two guards point their guns at
She doesn’t want this issue to tarnish her name, her family and the brand of her company. Not to mention the negative effect that her daughter would receive if she has to grow up while having such a scandal in her life. “Didn’t we already give it to him?” asks Sofia desperately. “After learning our situation, he changed his mind and asked for more,” explains Dylan. “How much?” “Five hundred grands, in cash. This time, he promised that he will give all the evidences he has to us.” Sofia finds it hard to stay standing on her feet. She feels like the house is swaying like it is a ship on the sea. She tries to reach a chair, and then takes a seat. She has paid that man Dylan mentioned before for $500k, and now she has to pay for more. “I suggest you comply with his demand. It’s nothing compared to what will happen if he shares those pictures to the public,” suggests Dylan flatly. “Or, we can hire a hitman to kill that man.” “A hitman?” grumbles Sofia with a disbelieving face. “Are