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
The morning sun was just peeking over the horizon when Xavier finally decided it was time to disappear. He had spent a restless night going over every detail of the current situation, and he knew he was running out of options. The commissioner’s ultimatum hung over his head like a guillotine, and Lawrence's imminent threat made him uneasy.He knew he couldn't keep up with the deadline given to him by the commissaire, and with Lawrence breathing hard on his neck, he needed to disappear. Xavier packed a small bag with the things that he needed which include some cash, fake IDs, and a gun. He knew his escape route well; he had planned it meticulously years ago, never expecting to need it. But the time had come. He slipped a burner phone into his pocket and left his mansion through a hidden exit in the basement. The tunnel led him to a remote shed on the outskirts of his property.He walked into the cool morning air, taking a deep breath to steady himself. As he moved towards the waiting
The news of Xander fleeing Rochester spread through the city. Alex was relieved to know that his enemy had run away, giving him more reason to know he was behind the scandal and everything that had been going on. Getting to Richard Dickson's apartment. He was welcomed with a warm embrace. "Have you heard the news?" Alex asked, taking off his jacket. "Yes, I did. I can't keep wondering why Xavier would run, leaving all his business behind. I am beginning to suspect he is behind the death of my daughter." Richard said he was hitting his hands against each other. "I am going to crush him the next time I lay my eyes on him." Richard said it with anger. "I think we need to slow down. I know you are hurt and all that, but Xavier is a man who always has a backup plan for everything he does. I am sure he won't flee the country without a backup plan." The atmosphere was tense. "Where do you think he is going to go?" Richard looked at Alex's face. "I don't know; he might be anywhere. He migh