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The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Forty-Five
“Ethan, this is a prank, right? You're going to tell us at some point what the play is right?” One of his friends jumped up the instant he introduced Aidan as his boss.“Because I don't understand why you would be bowing to this…” He paused as he felt breath on him, he spun around and saw Cole standing right behind glaring at him coldly. He gulped in fear and sat back down.“I don't understand this!” The other friend jumped up with full force. “Are you trying to ruffle us or what!?”“Look!” He pointed a finger at Aidan. “I'm Kyle, from one of the wealthy families in this City, and my father owns Asherkine Club, I'm sure you’ve heard of how prestigious and hot we are. He won't hesitate to lock you up if anything were to happen to us!” “Really? Hmmm” Aidan drawled as he goggled down the person defending his useless friends. He wondered where he heard that name before as the guy still keot on spitting. Aidan raked his brain until he remembered he heard it first at the Legacy ball–he m
The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Forty-Six
Mallory’s POV Mallory had seen everything that was done to her husband by Aidan. She had secretly taken a taxi to follow him to wherever it was they were going. She got there and situated herself in the cafe that was opposite the restaurant he was in. Luckily for her, the cafe walls were half-glass giving the perfect view of the restaurant. She had waited patiently for them to show out as the only view she got was the restaurant's entrance. Her patience was almost running thin when she saw her husband; Ethan, running after Aidan like a slave.It vexed her greatly and to top it off, Aidan threw papers on his face on top of the humiliating scene that he poured on her in the presence of her friends.She had it up as her rage boiled in her stomach, her face turned sour and red. She waited for her husband to shamelessly go back inside leaving the rain before she ordered an Uber since she couldn't wait inside the rain to stop a taxi.The Uber arrived and she went straight to the Clayton
The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Forty-Seven
Aidan’s POV It was 6 in the morning, and the rays of sun seeped through the open crack of Aidan’s gray-colored window curtains and shone on his face. He squinted and closed them shut again before turning his head to the other side, away from the sun to continue his much-needed rest. He needed sleep. He was still recovering from the rays jolting him half-awake when his phone started ringing incessantly.“Ring!”“Ring!”He took a peek with one eye open in the direction of the ringing and cursed himself for not silencing it before he crashed the night. A whole week had passed since Mallory spilled all to Frederick and his plotting had finally ripened to pluck. During this whole time, Aidan had given Madam Doris a little breathing space, with Mr. Raymond digging up people that she duped out of medical insurance to testify against her when the time comes.“Christ! This is the first 6-hour length of sleep I can get since I got back to this City…” Aidan grumbled as he turned on his cozy be
The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Forty-Eight
“What do you mean by I'm too insignificant for him to send thugs after me?!” Casey jumped up from the couch, obviously peeved by what he said.Aidan sighed tiredly pinching the bridge of his nose and lowering his head.“Look, Casey, you're getting this all wrong…” He tried to take her hand gently to sit her back down but she shrugged his hand off.That somewhat annoyed him, as he was already having a sleep-deprived moody morning.“Look, Casey, before you came here, I had other things that needed my attention” Aidan stood up and brushed his shirt. “If you're not going to hear me out, then it's best I attend to that” “So whatever it is, is more important than the bruises on my delicate face, right?” Aidan placed a hand on his waist and sighed in frustration. He wasn't in the spirit for any argument whatsoever.“I see them, Casey… Okay, let's do it this way, how about you stay and wait for me, Elijah will take proper care of you till I get back. I'm sure you’ll be calmer then.” Case
The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Forty-Nine
“She just perfect, but you gotta come see this Boss, I caught one of the culprits, and you won't believe who the other one is” “You have to come see for yourself Boss” Cole spoke like the awe he got catching the culprit, took words right out of his mouth.Aidan was tempted to ask about the whereabouts of Casey but the way Cole spoke sounded like she was well. So the most important task now was dealing with this thug.“Where are you?” He asked him, rage churning in his stomach.Cole gave him the information regarding where they were. With that in hand, Aidan quickly ended the whole fiasco meeting and dashed out of the office. Malcolm was already warming the car up for him, as he knew the location too.30 minutes later, Aidan was at one of Ackerman Inc.'s newly purchased buildings, which they wanted to turn into apartment buildings, so for the main time, it was empty. He got down the moment the car came to a halt as he saw Cole standing by some rumble from the previous construction.
The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Fifty
“Do you think these allegations being laid on Ackerman Inc. are true?” “I mean it's Frederick Clayton, he even had evidence, so it must be true” The guests at Emergande City's most populous TV show continued. The media has been tearing Ackerman to shreds since Frederick came out to give his little interview. Aidan was seated in his car driving back to the Ack Hotels because some potential clients of his had suddenly backed down because of the news circulating the media. He was fuming while in the car, so he decided to pop on his phone just to take his mind off only to be greeted by the stupid gossip show and blogs. He flung the phone on the side of the chair in a fit.He leaned forward and closed his eyes as he rubbed his hand through his hair as tiredness and weary set in on him. Casey had pulled the most stupid shit in the middle of all this and for what? He was displeased with her strongly and to top it off, his phone was ringing non-stop.He picked the last caller up in a fit
The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Fifty-One
Aidan got back in the car as anger laced his face, he banged the door after him in vexation without even letting Cole do it. “Get me out of this place.!” He yelled at them. Malcolm didn't ask further questions as he already knew where their destination was and besides his boss wasn't in that type of temper to be asked silly questions. He just stepped on the gas and drove.The encounter with Doris had churned his stomach in the wrong way. He heaved furiously thinking about her stupid face and the fact that she wasn't even bulging on the whereabouts of his daughter. Another bolt of fury shot through him like thunder, as his temples pulsed dangerously when the thought of Rachel flashed through him. He squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt to calm his pulse and release the tensions tied into knots inside him.As the car pulled into the Ack Hotel parking lot, he huffed out a sigh and stepped out of the car. Malcolm stayed back while Cole trailed behind him, still holding the cookie box a
The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Fifty-Two
“Bang!” The sound of his palm meeting with the table reverberated, slicing through the dead silence of the restaurant. It terrified Mr. Raymond greatly to the extent that he jerked back and the pen he held in his hand fell rapidly to the floor.One look into his boss’s eyes, and they were dead and soulless like no ounce of emotion could be traced in them. “It was Charles… Your father had kept a close eye on him since you left Aelbank City.” He bent and picked up the pen that had fallen to the floor.“It turned out, he knew Frederick Clayton” He wagged his hand in the air. “How he squirmed his way into your father's empire, I still have no idea…” He paused and sucked his lips. “Your father would be in the perfect position to answer your question for you.” Aidan sighed and raked his hand through his hair. “Why would he go to such lengths to place himself inside of Ackerman Inc. space?” He was baffled, some things certainly weren’t adding up. “Sir,” He moved closer to him and placed
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