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
Alex shook his head vehemently thinking about it. Today had really be a strange day. While he walked along side Kate. His mind was was again flooded by thought of the Del Rosarios, but this type one particular one, he had thought he would despise. It was Claire, and thinking about her, he couldn't help but feel bad for the hateful words he hurled at her face. Out of spite and rage, he had uttered profanities at her, directing some of the anger he build up for her brother and father at her. If they see each other again, he would endeavor to apologize and ask about her well-being. He noticed how the Gate treated and acted around her. It didn't seem like someone who shows much affection to his wife. Or does he hate her because she is a Del Rosario? Alex wondered but blew that idea away. He knew little, but what he was certain of is that Kate had a lot of explaining to do when they get back to the mansion.They reached the entrance, and the press were all present at the door, waiting fo
“I told you not to speak to the press,” Kate's voice broke through the silence that had once enveloped the vehicle.“I know,” Alex mouthed, exhausted and peeved.“I told you that they are like vultures and would prey on you with utmost resolve,” Kate added, now nagging.“I know,” Alex repeated, pressing into his chair like a child getting scolded because he actually did something wrong.“They would take the things you say, twist them, then broadcast their version to the people watching. That's what I was worried about, and that was why I told you not to give them a listening ear to,” she reprimanded.“Kate, I know,” Alex bellowed. “It was my bad, and I should have listened to you, okay? Happy?” Immediately he said that statement, she quieted down, and there was absolute quietness in the limousine again.Alexander's mind still fixated on the questions he was asked at the party and how the Sinclairs looked at him after he was humiliated. Even after everything he had done, his archenemie
Verily, It wasn't common for them to be jumped in their own territory, but now that they were, it proves that their enemies no longer are no longer patiently waiting for the right moment to destroy them. They were going all out in destroying them, and didn't even the slightest, consider what the media would say from news about the Lord's sudden assassination gets out. “Stay here.” Kate ordered and prepared to go outside. Just before she could Alex held her back. “What't going on? And why are you charging out with a gun?” he questioned, agitated. “We are getting attacked by possibly one of the Del Rosarios elite assassins. In the past, when we took down their trafficking ports. We had encountered them, and were able to overpower them. But they have never tried to attack us in our turf before.” She spluttered, and bring out a knife, handing it over to him. “This is because you've been announced as the new Lord. They are desperate, and want you dead. Make sure to protect yourself the
Saying he was distraught would be an understatement, as he felt a mix of bewilderment, anxiety, shock, anger, and, most of all, fear. His mind also mulled over the possibility that his sister might die on her way to the hospital, and if that happened, it would be totally his fault. Her death would hang heavily on his conscience because it was his fault that she was in this predicament. If he hadn't behaved like a child and steadfastly refused to be taken here, both of them wouldn't have come in the first place, and nobody would have been hurt.Though it does beg the question: wouldn't the assassin have just rampaged through this place if they hadn't shown up and done even more damage? Wait... how did they ever know they were heading here in the first place? Because there's no way the Del Rosarios would've sent mercenaries to eliminate them here after his reveal party if they weren't certain that they were heading straight for this house. It struck him. Somebody is selling his enemies i
Alex closed himself off for a moment, using controlled breathing to calm himself. Reflecting on everything that had transpired, it was easy for him to feel overwhelmed and lose his composure. However, with the conscious realization that he was the leader of it all – the Lord – he knew he had to take responsibility and lead when necessary. Understanding that weakness was inconsequential, he steadied himself.Heaving a deep breathe, he motioned to one of the Knight standing guard. He closed the gap between them with few strides. Then Alex Inquired about the torture methods used on enemies. His question was actually a mind-blend, as he didn't believe they would have any. But was stunned to realize that they actually do have torture methods they used on captured enemies to spill the secrets of their employers. Who would have expended that? Definitely not him. It's almost as if whenever he pushed deeper in the rabbit hole of his family, weird things keep unveiling. He surveyed the premise