There was personal thoughts, semi-autobiographies, love messages he wrote for his mum, pictures of him and her, and personal reflections. Reading one of his reflections, he wrote about how he did made a mistake, but then they weren't any follow up words because following pages rip away. But despite the lack of information, Alex didn't mind because he trusted his father, and he finally had something precious from him. Something that was a window to his thoughts, and also an insight to him and his mother's life. He had promised to learn more about his parents, yet this book had provided mostly enough. He would protect it at all cost. Darting his eyes at the clock in the library, he was blew away to find out that it was almost dusk. That means people, especially Kate and the Knights, would be here to take him to his party. He rose from his chair, his father's dairy in his hand, and paced to the living room where his tux laid. During some flew quick workout, and having something to eat,
It would be an understatement to say Alex's heart ached on seeing Kate doing such a thing to herself and his baby. With his legs now completely glued to the floor and his face completely livid upon witnessing the harm being done to his child, everybody present in the hall, even the media airing the party, contemplated why he wasn't moving and just staring solemnly at the Sinclairs. The Sinclairs, who definitely caught his gaze, whispered amongst themselves maliciously, then shot him an impassive expression. It seems like the twins were telling their aunt and parents about what Alex did to them, and they didn't welcome it.Stifling the fury that was slowly creeping inside him, and resisting the urge to stalk over to where Eve was and yank that bottle from her hands, Alex took a deep breath. He then purposefully made his way to the podium. On it, he captured the audience's attention, savoring the fact that just a few months ago, he was in a similar position, getting treated like a dog.
He made his way towards the washroom, and as he departed, some Knights approached, assuming the role of security, but he dismissed them confidently, asserting that he could handle any potential threats. Reluctantly, they left his side, and he wandered through the gigantic building, until he finally got to the men's bathroom. In it, he tried with everything he got to clean of the stubborn stain the drink caused, but despite his effort, it was still mildly visible in his coat. Exasperated, he breathed a sigh, and stalked out of the restroom, and back to his party. As he trudged back to main hall, he unknowingly missed the right path to the hall and end up in another corridor leading to somewhere unknown. He tried navigating his way back to where he came from, but then ended in another that led straight to a huge balcony overseeing the entire estate. Exhausted, Alex decided to call for help, but his actions was halted when he heard a wrathful yet velvet voice of a lady, echoing from the
Claire snickered lightly upon balancing herself and darted her eyes at the hand Alex had retracted from. Consequently, she folded both her arms tightly against each other, then locked eyes with Kate, staring challengingly. “I see you've told him about our family feud. You just never fail Kate. Just so f*cking dead set in bringing us to war with each other.” she crowed, and flickered her eyes at Alex, who, from his expression, looked both shocked and wrathful.“He had every right to know the type of people your family were: the atrocities they had committed, their track records, and worst of all, the lives they had ruined,” Kate blunted then also eyed Alex, whose facial was livid and body stiff. He looked like he had just seen a ghost, recalled an unforgettable relic of his past. Because truly he had, as Claire had just reminded of all the traumatic things he wished to forget, and the upcoming battles he would aimed to win. “Are you really a Del Rosario?” Alexander got a word in, and
She revealed. At first, he didn't quite know how he would react to the revelation partly because he could hardly comprehend it, as it was against everything he had believed. A Gate, someone who was the Lord's allie married to a Del Rosario, the people they both were supposed to hate. How was it possible? Why was it possible? Most importantly, wasn't the Gates supposed to be a family friend, why did this one acted confrontation with him? He understood that he didn't like him because of Claire, but he still feels like he doesn't and loathed him fro being what he was: a Lord.It struck him that Kate knew about this, but withheld it from him until this very last minute. He looked at her, seething at the fact that it took her a full blow confrontation to get something as substantial from her. He could only wonder what other things she might be hiding from him that wasn't supposed to be.“Get out of my way.” Vincent spitefully pushed him away, and he stumbled from their front to the side.
Realizing her actions, Alex couldn't help but feel appalled. Just months ago, she cheated on him with a Del Rosario while pregnant with his child, solely for his power and influence. She also stood by, watching as the man ridiculed and killed him, only to later marry the same man. Now, because he wasn't present, she was primed to latch onto another catch—him—simply because he was an upgrade. Honestly, if he could retch, he would have. He couldn't believe he once loved such a promiscuous woman.Recalling his purpose at the table, he shifted his gaze back to Lily Sinclair. The twins whispered to each other, looking visibly enraged, and balling their fist ready for a fight. However, Alex let out a scoffed at their attempts to look intimidating. He paid them no mind and proceeded with what he aimed to accomplish. “Miss Sinclair, right? Or am I mistaken? Because you and the other lady look to be of the same age, so I can't really tell who's mother and who's daughter.” He teased, making L
“Where is your proof to this claim?” Lily asked, knowing he doesn't have any. “I don't have any. I mean, if I wanted one, I could easily obtain it by just simply distributing the cash to whoever could provide footage. And trust me, there are a myriad of people who would provide.” Those words seemed to do the trick, and all of them, except for Kate of course, seemed genuinely taken aback. It seemed even they had forgotten that people were present in the bar, so someone must have taken footage of the confrontation. Even Alex had forgotten, so he made a mental note to remember to get that footage.Lily smiled again, this time as a mechanism to stifle the vexation that a youngster like Alex, who just entered their world, had something over them. “Hmm, I never knew a Lord could be so devious and crafty. I guess that speech about values was all a sham.” Lily sneered. “It wasn't. And I am not being crafty. I am simply playing the card I am currently being served.” Seriously, Alex couldn't
Sauntering from the Sinclair's table to where he could hear Kate's voice, Alex spotted an unexpected visitor: Richard Carlos, the man he had confronted back in Madam Catherine's boutique, walking over to the Sinclair's table. Despite what had transpired between them, the crafty rich snob still had the audacity to attend his party. It seemed their showdown must've been downplayed in his mind, possibly forgetting the punch to his stomach, and he hadn't taken the hint that he shouldn't spotted anywhere close to him. Thankfully however, Richard hadn't brought his clingy girlfriend, someone Alex was not prepared to meet again.Closing the gap, they stood shoulder to shoulder in close vicinity. Scowling at each other, both men lingered in that tense moment before, strangely, Richard greeted him in the most spiteful manner possible, then walked past him to the Sinclair's table. Alex, still wary, scoffed and made his way toward Kate, pondering how Richard got out of prison so quickly. Then i