As soon as Master Reeds hung up the call, Alexander glanced at the pistol he had tossed onto the bed and swiftly picked it up again.
“Julius, today will be the end of it all,” he exclaimed to himself. With determination fueling his movements, he slid out of the bed, retrieved his pistol, and tucked it into the pocket of his hospital gown. Grabbing his car keys from the bedside table, he paid no heed to his bare feet as he made his way towards the private ward exit.
Passing through the exit into the hospital corridor, he continued walking hurriedly, his breaths heavy with anticipation.
“Mr. Alexander, you still have to be in bed,” a nurse called out loudly upon spotting him.
Ignoring her words, Alexander focus
"We are just trying to help," the doctor said. But if the doctor thought she had said anything meaningful that Alexander could reason with, it was a lie."I don’t f**king need your help. Don’t f**king help me ever again!" Alexander yelled immediately, then got down from the hospital bed in a hurry.The hospital gown on his body made him look like a child who was not serious about his threat at this moment; however, the fury in his eyes said something else, as the doctor was scared of her bone marrow."Where is the f**king gun, you silly pork?" Alexander demanded once more, standing close to the doctor, his fists clenched as if he were in the ring with the doctor and ready to beat him to a pulp if he was not given what he want
With the way the Sabbath Family is so popular in the country, Alexander needed no map to locate Julius Sabbath’s mansion, and in no later than 30 minutes of driving at full speed, he was already a short distance away from the Sabbath’s main gate.From the distance, he saw the bodyguards at the gate, protecting the entrance. He noticed the way they were dressed—in their black suits with earpieces nestled in their ears.“There is no f**king way I can get in. Those f**kers will do anything to protect that bastard,” Alexander said to himself behind the steering wheel, his thoughts wandering like wanderers in the desert.“How do I do this?” he exclaimed.“This would not have been an issue i
Just as Julius read this, Mr. Turner was prompted to say, “Sir, this is a set up, and it is a risk to your life. I cannot let you do this.”“Relax, Mr. Turner. We all know it's set up, and it is a risk to my life. But if I don’t go, when do all these things stop? Haha,” Julius smiled at this moment.“You know, back in the private ward, that motherf**ker pointed a gun at me. He was ready to shoot me and put me six feet under,” Julius declared, and Mr. Turner's eyes opened in shock.“So why didn’t he?” Mr. Turner asked, confused.“I bought my way out with words. He did not think about the implications of the action he was about to take. I made him understand the consequ
“Oh, there are many more things you cannot take, Alexander,” Julius said, irrespective of Alexander’s warning.“Something like telling you I can see your penis from that hospital gown. Tell me, are you really desperate to conceal your family's dirty secret that you could not change from that gown before you challenged me?” Julius smirked once again.“Careful what you say, you punk. Poorest guy, I remember how you used to be so poor you couldn't even afford common bread to eat. You are a poor man, and a poor man you will continue to be until you die,” Alexander yelled back.“Come on, listen to yourself. You said I used to be poor. I agree. 'I used to be poor' is in the past tense, and now I am ric
Like a bulldog with no teeth, Alexander only watched as they left the warehouse unscathed and zoomed off with their vehicles.“Fuck!” he screamed suddenly. “Fuck you, Julius, why are you so difficult to kill?” he screamed again at the top of his lungs. He then slid into his Nissan, started it once again, and drove back to his mansion.Upon arriving at his mansion, he immediately picked up his phone and called the scrapyard driver he had looked up online. “Hey, this is Alexander Reeds from downtown. I need you to come take one of my cars to the scrapyard.”After conveying his instructions to the scrapyard driver over the phone, Alexander heard his doorbell ring in about thirty minutes. Whe
“Tell us, sir, how was it the biggest mistake you ever made?” Reporter Jasmine asked instantly.“Sure, Reporter Jasmine, I will tell you. Just listen very carefully to me.”“This Alexander Man was beginning to fall unconscious on the lonely road. Seeing that he was lying in a pool of blood, though I am not a medical specialist, but I can tell that if a person was losing too much blood and was falling unconscious, it is risky because such a person could lose his life. That should be common knowledge, yeah?”“So, I found a way to keep him awake. I woke him up as soon as I reached him, and then I found a piece of iron to put in his mouth, something that looked like a spoon to prevent his mouth from
“In all honesty and with due respect, Master Julius, I think you shouldn't have gone to that warehouse.”“Of course, I know that. I just wanted to see what would happen, and I went. However, what happened was a big shock to me, and I regretted my actions immediately.”“Please tell us what happened, Master Julius.”“Certainly,” Julius sounded and continued immediately.“Alexander's breathing was hard, as if he was staring at a demon he just wanted to kill no matter what. However, before he did anything, he threatened with his words.”“First, he reminded me of how broke I used to be and how he used to bully me around in school. I know, right in his mind, he regretted letting me amuse him by letting me run away whenever he was done bullying me for the day.”“Just like other unlucky kids we heard about from other colleges, those who were found dead in the locker or in the school pool, I know Alexander regretted not ever doing that to me. But the thing is,”“I made him understand I was neve
Just as Alexander said this under his breath, he squeezed up his face even more and then turned off the TV.He did not have to sigh, neither did he take solace in any hard, long breath. Instead, he picked up his gun again, stared at it for a while, and then squeezed it into his belt."Father, I promise you, I shall put Julius Sabbath six feet under today. All the TV channels he loves to run to, to explain his side of the story, will be the first to carry the news of his death. Then, our family can have good peace and be winners forever. We are undefeatable, father, and I will make sure of that," Alexander whispered assertively through closed lips, then he left his mansion.Right on the one-way to the CNN Network, he hid by the side of the road and waited patiently for Julius. And in this way, if it took more than two hours of waiting for Julius, it was a lie.Fifteen minutes to 3 pm, Julius’s car appeared on the road, coming in at a fast speed, and Alexander at this moment only smirke