Previous Chapter
Related Chapters
The Ultimate Return of Carlos 64
Abby rushed down the hallway, her feet barely touching the floor as her slides gently clicked against the marble tiles. Her chest was tight, her vision blurred from the tears threatening to spill over, but she held them back— just enough to get to the restroom. Her mind was racing, the sting of her father’s hand still fresh on her cheek, but it was the words he’d said, the venom in his voice, that crushed her spirit. She pushed open the door of the lavish restroom and immediately locked it behind her.Once inside, she collapsed against the door, her body sliding down until she was sitting on the cold floor. Her breaths came out in short gasps as the tears she had been holding back poured down her face. Abby buried her head in her hands, her shoulders shaking as sobs wracked her body. The enormity of everything hit her at once— the slap, the betrayal, the fact that her own father had turned against her in the worst way possible. It felt as if her heart was breaking in a million pieces,
The Ultimate Return of Carlos 65
'TWO WEEKS LATER'Moments before Carlos's and Abby's engagement party.“Carlos, I think that’s everything. What about the wine? Did you double check the bottles?” Abby asked, rushing past the living room, her eyes scanning the neatly arranged décor.“I’m on it, babe,” Carlos replied, flipping through the last minute checklist on his phone while quickly grabbing his watch. “The food’s ready too, right? Did your friend confirm with the caterer?”Abby nodded, pulling a hand through her dark curls in a rush. “Yeah, I spoke with her an hour ago. The catering's been delivered, and they should arrive any minute to set it all up.”Alison, one of Abby's friend who was helping with the readiness of the party then appeared from the hallway, holding a bag of ice with a wide grin. “And there’s more where this came from. Everything’s cool, Abby. Relax.”Abby chuckled nervously, walking to Carlos and adjusting his shirt collar. “I know. I just want everything to be perfect. It’s our engagement party
The Ultimate Return of Carlos 66
As soon as Carlos opened the door wider, Alisha slipped past him with an amused smile, her heels clicking loudly against the marble floor. Carlos froze for a second, his mind racing with panic. Why was she doing this? He quickly turned to her, grabbing her arm. "Alisha," he hissed under his breath, his voice tight with anxiety. "You can't just—"She pulled her arm away, her lips curving into a smirk. "Relax, Carlos," she said smoothly. "I’m just here to enjoy the party. Don’t make a scene, hmm?"Carlos gritted his teeth, watching helplessly as Alisha strolled into the apartment, blending seamlessly with the other guests. Her eyes scanned the room with cool confidence, and within seconds, she had joined a group of people, smiling warmly as if she belonged there.As she mingled, the room around Carlos seemed to pulse with unease. Several of the guests, especially those from the firm, noticed her presence immediately. Murmurs began to spread through the crowd. What was she doing here? Car
The Ultimate Return of Carlos 67
Carlos clutched Abby’s lifeless body tighter, his breaths ragged and desperate. Blood stained his suit, but he didn’t care. The world around him blurred, his mind too clouded by grief to register anything beyond the cold, dead weight in his arms. Abby was gone, and there was nothing he could do to bring her back.A murmur rippled through the room. The guests, once frozen in shock, began to stir. Some whispered to each other, others backed away, horrified. Toby and Derek exchanged tense looks, unsure of what to do next. Derek’s hands trembled as he pulled out his phone, dialing for help. But in the back of their minds, they all knew it was too late.The door to the balcony creaked open, and for a fleeting second, the fresh air felt like a cruel reminder that life was still moving outside, despite the horror unfolding inside. Alisha stood near the door, leaning against the frame, her eyes fixed on Carlos. Her smirk had softened into something more calculated, almost like a predator watc
The Ultimate Return of Carlos 68
“Nobody moves!!!” The lead officer’s voice boomed through the room, his hand gripping the holster of his gun as the guests stiffened. Faces, pale with terror, were frozen in a grim tableau around Abby’s lifeless body. Carlos stood there, his heart still pounding in his chest, his knuckles white from clenching his fists. He hadn’t moved an inch since he let go of Alisha, his fury now tempered with cold, raw anguish.The officer stepped forward, his eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of movement. “We’re going to need to speak to everyone here,” he said, pulling out his notepad. “But first, I want to know— did anyone see what happened?”A murmur rippled through the group, but it was scattered, unfocused. Most were too shell-shocked to respond. Alisha, leaning casually against the wall now, met Carlos’s gaze with a thin smile, her expression unreadable. Carlos ignored her, his mind racing as his eyes fell on the shattered glass again. That man— the one who had given Abby the drink— wher
The Ultimate Return of Carlos 69
Carlos sat on the edge of the hospital bed, wincing as he tightened the bandages around his abdomen. His breathing was labored, every movement sending sharp pangs through his body. He glanced toward the door, knowing he had little time left before the nurse would return for another check. He turned to Toby, who stood by the window, watching the dark sky outside.“Toby,” Carlos muttered through gritted teeth. “I’ve got to leave tonight. I can’t stay here.”Toby spun around, his eyes wide. “Carlos, are you out of your mind? You can barely walk. The wound hasn’t even started healing properly. You’re in no condition to be out there.”Carlos shook his head, determination hardening his gaze. “I don’t have a choice, Toby. Senator Harvey will come for me. He’ll use every resource he has to find me, and when he does…” Carlos paused, taking a deep breath to push through the pain. “When he does, he’ll kill me.”Toby crossed the room, his expression full of worry. “Carlos, you’re not thinking str
The Ultimate Return of Carlos 70
Carlos stirred awake on the couch, blinking against the soft morning light that filtered through the small window. His body was stiff from the awkward sleeping position, and his side throbbed where the bandages clung to his skin. As he shifted to sit up, he realized Edith was already awake, sitting quietly in an armchair across from him, her hands resting on her lap, her gentle eyes studying him.“Good morning,” she said, her voice soft, almost maternal.Carlos blinked again, his thoughts groggy as he adjusted to the new reality of his surroundings. “Morning…” he muttered, rubbing his face with his hands. The events of the previous night came rushing back to him— the escape from the hospital, the train ride, the blood, and Edith’s unexpected kindness.“How did you sleep?” she asked, her tone genuine, filled with concern.Carlos stretched, wincing as the pain from his wound flared up again. “As well as I could, I guess. Thanks for… everything,” he said, glancing down at the fresh banda
The Ultimate Return of Carlos 71
Carlos sat back in the plush, worn armchair in Edith’s cozy living room, the fireplace crackling softly in the background. It had been nearly a week since he’d arrived at Edith’s doorstep, injured and desperate for refuge. Since then, the days had been quiet but comforting. Edith, with her nurturing demeanor and the warmth she offered, had created a safe space for him to heal, both physically and emotionally. Her cat, Molly, often curled up on the couch, her soft purring filling the room like a calming lullaby.Now, Carlos found himself engrossed in conversation with Edith, her lively voice drawing him in as she recounted stories from her past. The air between them was light, comfortable, as if they’d known each other for years rather than days. They’d both been through so much, and this quiet moment of sharing felt like a rare reprieve.“I was a dentist,” Edith said, her voice tinged with nostalgia as she looked down at her hands, her fingers tracing the edge of her teacup. “Well, re
Latest Chapter
- The Ultimate Return of Carlos The End
- The Ultimate Return of Carlos 106
- The Ultimate Return of Carlos 105
- The Ultimate Return of Carlos 104
- The Ultimate Return of Carlos 103
- The Ultimate Return of Carlos 102
- The Ultimate Return of Carlos 101
- The Ultimate Return of Carlos 100
- The Ultimate Return of Carlos 99