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The Ordained Heir Chapter 35
The fire and fight visibly drained out of Margaret and she sagged on the floor, laying the hammer down and raising her hands in surrender. The guards got to her and grabbed her by the arm, hurling her up from the floor and steadying her. It was right then that the waterworks began. Margaret began to cry fiercely, asking for Alexander's forgiveness. "Please, you said we could sorry this out, you said you'd wave it away like it never happened. I know that you're the young master, please help me!" She begged, sobbing and struggling against the guard's grasp. Alexander looked at her, he couldn't believe how easily it had all gone south. His office was a mess, he'd just accused the secretary wrongly and now he was going to have to send someone to jail and he wasn't even a month old in the company yet. "You brought this on yourself, Margaret, you have to take responsibility for it," he replied plainly. She shook her head and kept crying, "You said I should step away, you promise
The Ordained Heir Chapter One
The building towered over him intimidatingly, the parking lot filled with luxury vehicles he could only dream of owning. Alexander Steele inhaled deeply and squared his shoulders as he moved into the elevator. It was his fifth wedding anniversary with his wife, Fiona Tudor and he couldn't wait to surprise her with the bouquet and present in his hand. "Do you have an appointment, sir?" The receptionist asked as he walked into the lobby and stood in the queue. "I am the president's husband," he replied, a small smile on his face. The lady glared at him, looking at his boots which were quite worn. "And you want me to believe that?" She snapped, "The president can't mingle with your type." Alexander sighed, he didn't know how else to prove he was Fiona's husband. For some reason, she had told him it was best to keep their marriage low-key to avoid pressure from the outside world. And it didn't help that Fiona's mother, Magdalene Tudor, hated Alexander's guts and was banned f
The Ordained Heir Chapter Two
Alexander walked out of the Tudor company, his head cast down. He could see the sympathetic stares of some of the staff while the others laughed at him. At the reception, he heard the lady saying, "I knew president Fiona could never be with a man like that," then the crowd laughed. Outside, under the blistering heat of the July sun, Alexander felt anger surge through him; he didn't want to break down in front of the Tudor building, so he quickly took a cab and headed home. "Where are you heading?" The driver asked and he realized that he didn't even know where he was going. If Fiona had divorced him, would they still be living together? Could he at least spend the night at the house until he could get his own place? Did he even have the money to get his own place? Some of these questions ran through his head and the driver impatiently asked him again of his destination. At the same time, his phone rang and he pulled it out of his pocket. It was his boss from the factory and h
The Ordained Heir Chapter Three
Alexander tried to struggle but the car door had already slammed shut. The street he'd been strolling wasn't so busy, there was a very slight chance that anyone had seen him being taken into the black SUV. He shuddered at the thought of no one even knowing that he was missing talk more of coming to help him, Alexander swallowed nervously. The car seat was leather and Alexander sat sandwiched between two men. He couldn't see through the black bag over his head. His heart raced and he wondered what trouble he'd gotten into. "Did Fiona put you up to this?" He asked, his voice shaky, one of the men beside him only groaned but didn't respond. Alexander could not believe how much his day had gone south - from buying roses to being abducted. "Listen, I have signed the divorce papers, we can go our separate ways, there's no need to do this," he said, his voice shaking. "What are you talking about? What divorce?" One of the men asked, Alexander could tell from his tone that he was genui
The Ordained Heir Chapter Four
In surprise, Alexander looked back, expecting to find someone else behind him, surely he couldn't be the one all the hefty men were bowing to. "Me?" Alexander asked, still shocked at the turn of events. The old man turned to one of them and slapped them across the face soundly. The man knelt immediately and asked for pardon. Alexander couldn't understand what was happening. "Please pardon them, young master, they will be punished for their misdeeds," the old man said, bowing respectfully. Alexander didn't even know what he was talking about but he nodded, glad to be released and now apparently in authority. The old man asked the thugs to leave them at once and they all hurried away. "I'm sorry, young master, but it hasn't been an easy task finding you," he said. "Who are you?" Alexander asked the burning question in his mind. He couldn't shake the feeling that he'd seen the old man before, but he couldn't quite recall where or when. "I'm sure you can't recall me, it's
The Ordained Heir Chapter Five
A grand master? And heir? Alexander was still surprised at how much he'd forgotten his childhood days. Vague memories sometimes left him confused at night, he'd been too young to recall everything but he could remember Pa Harry as clearly as he did his parent's faces. "What happened that night? What happened to my parents?" He asked, the one thing he'd asked himself for many years years without any answer. The old butler sighed and shook his head, "It is an ugly memory even I do not want to relive, please, don't ruin a pleasant day with it, all you need to know is that you're safe now and the empire needs you," the old man said, excitement clearly on his face. Just then, he pulled out a golden token, much like what the guards had demanded at that entrance of the estate. "Here's the supreme royal token, it will get you whatever you want," he explained. Alexander took it, it was heavy and clearly looked like it had been crafted out of a pure good bar. Just then, his phone vib
The Ordained Heir Chapter Six
The manager remained on the floor, his head bowed respectfully. The receptionist noticed what her boss was doing and quickly joined in too, not even knowing why. "How could you delay the young master?" The manager snapped at her and that was the first time she saw the token. Immediately, she prostrated and asked for pardon. "I'll forgive you both if you send them out of the hotel," Alexander, gesturing to Fiona and Sam. Fiona scoffed, she folded her hands without moving, she knew how important she was. How important the Tudor family was to the growth and success of the Continental hotel. She believed they would never dream of sending her away just because of Alexander. But to her absolute surprise, she saw the manager quickly nod and then got on his feet, walking to her with an apologetic look on his face. "I'm sorry, but I have no choice," he said. Sam sneered at the man, "How dare you address the president of the Tudor family in such a manner? Do you have any idea w
The Ordained Heir Chapter Seven
The night passed by after that incident and Alexander was able to get a full night's sleep - although he did toss and turn a bit with the drowning girl plaguing his dreams. Alexander was thankful that he'd gotten to her just in time and saved the day. Alexander stood in front of the mirror, he was dressing up for a very important event. Just then, one of the guards assigned to him, Brad came in and bowed respectfully, "The event has commented," he had and Alexander nodded. He pulled in his tie and fixed his dark red bow tie in place before he turned to the door. "How do I look?" He asked. The man looked surprised that he was asking for his opinion, he replied, "Whatever the grand master does is perfect." Alexander resisted the urge to roll his eyes at his speech and rather left the room, hearing him follow closely behind. They arrived at the banquet in a silver Bentley, drawing attention. He could hear some of the onlookers whisper curiously. "It seems no one recognizes you