Xavier almost lost his senses when he heard about what happened with the shipment. The commissioner was supposed to get his share, but now it was gone. He looked at Victor with a blaze of fire in his eyes. "You are getting sloppy with your work these days, Victor. How did they know the route this time around? What are you not telling me?" He looked at Victor as if he were trying to pry into his very soul."There was nothing I could do. The men came out of nowhere with loaded ammunition and firepower. We didn't stand a chance." Victor explained Sandra walked into the men and looked at Victor. "WWell, you need to get more men, and more men means more money." She sat down beside Xavier, who was enraged. "Do you know who had the shipment?" He asked, brushing his hands over his hair. "I think Lawrence." Victor replied, trying to give Xavier a name. He knew Xavier was going to have him tailed after this, so he needed to at least give him some information that would earn his trust. The f
Victor immediately called Lawrence with his burner phone, explaining what was going on and what Xavier's plan was.Lawrence listened intently on the other end of the line, his expression stoic as Victor relayed Xavier's plans. The room was dimly lit, casting shadows across Lawrence's sharp features, giving him an ominous appearance."Xavier's getting desperate," Victor said, keeping his voice low. "He's ordered me to have you killed within the next three days. He's got the commissioner breathing down his neck, demanding the gold shipment."Lawrence chuckled softly. "Desperation makes men careless. This is our advantage."Victor sighed. "Easier said than done. Xavier's no fool. He's got resources, and he's ruthless. We need a plan.""We already have a plan," Lawrence replied, his tone firm. "You continue to play your part. Keep him believing that you're working for him. Meanwhile, I'll set things in motion on my end. We need to draw him out and make him expose himself."Victor nodded,
Claire and Barnes hatched their plans to have the mining company taken from Miranda, but on the day to sign the contract, Miranda, with the help of Andrew, had the company locked, and they decided to have the contract signed in the Davis mansion.The men in the suite smiled as the contract was sealed. The Davis Mining Company now has access to do business with lots of countries around the world. Alex smiled and was pleased with her aunt. "You did it, Aunty," he said with a wide grin, and he hugged her. "No, we did it. This would not have been possible without your help and Andrew, but I still think we need to have Barnes and Chloe arrested." Miranda looked at Alex thoughtfully. "Chloe is family. We can't just have her arrested without legal reasons, Aunty. Do you think she is going to stay down?" Alex looked at Andrew and then back at Miranda. "I know this is a lot to take in at the moment, but we have legal grounds to have her arrested. She and Barnes not only tried to win
Alex opened the car as Roseline walked in. "Let's go." Alex looked at Brian, who immediately hopped into the car, driving towards the location to see Claire. Alex sat in the back seat of the car, his mind racing with thoughts of the meeting with Claire. Roseline sat beside him, her presence a mix of comfort and confusion. He glanced at her, his mind drifting back to their shared moments and the complicated dynamics that had brought them here. As they approached the location, Alex took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves.The car came to a stop in front of a small, secluded cafe. Alex and Roseline stepped out, with Brian giving Alex a nod before remaining in the car. They walked inside, the bell above the door chiming softly. The cafe was nearly empty, save for a few scattered patrons. Claire sat at a corner table, her eyes fixed on the entrance."Alex," she said, standing up as they approached."Claire," Alex replied, his tone neutral.Claire's eyes flicked to Roseline, a brief
Richard immediately raced to the hospital to have a look at Roseline's situation. He met Alex, seated on the bench, lost in thought. "Where is she?" Richard asked Alex with a cold gaze. "The doctor said she is in good hands." He replied "For your sake, I hope anything doesn't happen to my daughter. She is always in danger each time she is with you." Richard said this with anger, running his hands through his hair. "I am sorry your daughter was shot at, but I think they were there for her and not me." Richard saw one of the doctors and ran towards him. "How is my daughter? Will she be alright?" Richard asked with an expectant gaze. "Are you her father?" The doctor asked, looking at both men "Yes, you can tell me anything." Richard looked at the man, sweating. "I am sorry, Mr. Richard, but we did all we could. I am sorry; we lost her." The doctor said sadly For a moment, Richard was lost. He stood up and walked out of the doctor's office. Alex knew what happened, and he couldn't d
Richard got back home feeling angry. He walked into his room, where all sorts of monitors were displayed. He needed to find out who had his daughter killed. Richard sat by the monitor all night, looking at each face that entered the bar: Alex, Claire, and Roseline. As he looked, tears fell from his face. Roseline had been the only family he had, and now she was gone. He cleaned his face as he kept looking through the monitor right in front of him. Feeling enraged, Richard took the keyboard and broke it. He needed to find out who the killer was, and he was not going to stop until he did. He walked into Roseline's room, and he saw the picture of Alex all over her wall. She had it decorated, and some were drawn. Roseline was a fine artist, and it was evident that she was in love with Alex, even though Richard knew Alex didn't love her back in return. Richard, angrily, took off the pictures on the wall and tore some of them.He called one of his men and asked them to burn all the pictu
Richard Dickson went back to the mortuary to get the corpse of Roseline for burial. His heart felt heavy seeing her beautiful face as she lay on the cold metal slab, lifeless but still exuding an eerie serenity. He gently caressed her cheek, whispering a silent farewell.The sun was setting when Richard finally left the mortuary with Roseline’s body. He had chosen a quiet spot under an old oak tree, where the soft rustling of leaves could offer a semblance of peace. Alex had woken up very early, putting on his black suit, to meet Richard at the spot. He had some men monitor his activities and knew where Roseline would be buried. Part of him wished he could give Roseline the love she deserved, but the fact that his heart belongs to someone else was disheartened. He grabbed his car keys, and Paulina stopped him as he was about to walk out of the mansion. "Are you sure going is the right thing to do?" She looked at Alex's face. "I need to be there, Paulina. Roseline died right in my arm
As Richard got closer to him, Alex removed the shade he was wearing. "I didn't expect you were going to show up at her burial. She loved you, Alex, and she even died for you." Richard said, gently telling his men to leave them alone. "Walk with me." Richard looked at Alex. Alex's heart thud gently; he knew it was either Richard was going to kill him or he believed he didn't have a handgun after the death of his daughter. As they walked, there was a huge silence. "You know I didn't plan any of this, right?" Alex looked at Richard, breaking the silence. "Then who did?" Richard looked at Alex. "I am not sure, Mr. Dickson. Frankly speaking, I have a lot of enemies who would love to see me six feet under the ground." Alex replied, walking further from Richard. It was now dawning on him that Richard didn't want to have him killed. Rather, he wanted to know how his daughter had been killed. "What did you see on the day of the gunshot?" Richard asked, trying to maintain the gap between him