When the commercials began airing, Kate turned to Alex with her default nonchalant expression. “So, what do you think? Everyone in the world now knows of your existence and would be eager to meet you tomorrow. How do you feel?” she asked, perceiving his now motionless state.Little did she know that Alexander's rigid presence was due to his newfound anxiety about mundane things—like what he would say at the party, how he would address the large gathering of people, and, most importantly, whether he could maintain the trillionaire facade and prevent someone from his past from recognizing him as Phil.Alex's mind dwelled on these thoughts for an endless moment, but a tap on his arm from Kate snapped him out of his worried reverie. Now scrutinizing his face intently, she tried to decipher whether the expression he wore conveyed fear, worry, or anxiety. Noticing her probing, Alex shrugged and composed himself.“It's amazing, and I feel great. Finally, everybody in the world will get to mee
In the garage, the knights selected the simplest car available for transport — a Range Rover — to discreetly move Alex across the city without attracting attention. In the vehicle, Alex sat securely, still reeling from what he had witnessed.How could they? How dare those people? After the gruesome things they did to him, they still had the audacity to want to name his child after the man who destroyed his parents. He wasn't going to let them get away with this; he was determined to make them pay: physically, emotionally, and, most importantly, financially.On the road, Alex indignation deepened as images of Darren smirking while holding Eve's baby bump invaded his thoughts. It seemed as though Darren was mocking him in the pictures, reveling in the fact that he had control over his child. It angered him, and losing his grip on his rage, he lashed out, hitting his clenched fist on his lap.The two knights heard the thud sound his fist resonated, and inquired if everything was okay wit
His mind mulled on the prospect of him about to get kidnapped, for real this time. He wasn't too afraid though as he was certain he could put up a good fight amongst whoever was unlucky enough to face him. He braced himself for the kidnap attempt, but waiting anxiously, not one person stormed out of the van, and match towards them. They were not the one getting jumped. Abruptly, a loud girlish screech filled the air, followed by the voices of men. From the continuous screams of the woman, desperate yelps for help, and the men vocally attempting to silence her, it became evident that she was in trouble. And Alex prepared to intervene, but was impeded by the knights, who locked the passenger doors.“What is this?! Unlock the doors and let's go and save her?” He yelled anxiously. They ignored him, and drew out their respective pistols, readying to protect him with it if the need be. “I am speaking to you people! Open the doors and let's go and save that woman before it's too late!”
Hearing grunts from his Knights engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the kidnappers — probably because they had used the last of their rounds — Alex rushed to assist them. Taking out one with a blow to the liver, he proceeded to the other, crippling him with a headlock. The remaining one, realizing he was outnumbered, surrendered, raising his hands shakily. But Knights looked at Alex, and nodded in agreement. Sooner, he both punched the man, sending him slumping to the ground unconscious.“Are you hurt Mister Lord?” The knights inquired of his wellbeing. He raised his hands smugly, signifying he took out the men to protect them, and could only do that if he was perfectly fine. He Knights understood his gesture, and bowed a response. “What should we do with them?” The younger amongst them asked, and Alex parted his lips to respond, but then it struck him that the lady they were about to kidnapped was still on the cold ground. He raised to where she was, his Knights behind him. Getting
Alex approached the attendant counter and wore a friendly smile. He parted his lips to speak, and as he did, he noticed the grimace that crept on the lady's face. “Good day. Okay, so I would like to acquire something. But that thing might not be available here, so if you don't mind. Could you call out your manager, so I can speak to her. She definitely knows what I'm looking for.” All the time Alex spoke, the attendant not once looked at his direction. She didn't even attempt to fulfill his requests, and just stood behind her desk, eyes glued her phone's screen. Later, she increased the phone's volume to drown out Alex's voice, after he tried repeating his request.For minutes, Alex spoke to her and she shunned him as if he wasn't a customer. Infuriated by her actions, the unknown heir proceeded to bellowed his words at her, and although it shook her slightly, she still didn't honor him as a customer.Instead, she dropped down her phone, distastefully beheld him, and sneered. “Didn't
He was also part of the group that had hurled food at him, calling him a dog during the party. Even back in the past, he used to verbally insult him anytime they crossed path. Seems he came to buy something with his girlfriend.“Don't worry father. I wouldn't disappoint you. When I attend the Lord's party tomorrow, I would make sure to present myself humbly before the new Lord. I understand that for our family to be at float and one of the top families in Labyrinth, we must be well acquainted with the Lords. Don't worry, trust me on this.” Done talking, the man pocketed his phone, and trailed his hands in his hair. “Damnit! Since the announcement of that f*cking Lord today, every single person I know have been blabbing there mouth about him, talking about how he was the real deal, and partnering with him was going to guarantee a trillion dollar reward.“Shooting a shocked look at his girlfriend who had her eyes on the female collection of clothes displayed on the manicures, he added.
The attendant staggered backward, shocked to her core, while the man and his girlfriend stood frozen behind Alex, barely able to process what had just unfolded before their eyes. Meanwhile, the unknown heir, smugly surveyed their faces and guffawed at their astonishment.“Package the items,” Alex ordered authoritatively. The attendant hurriedly nodded, then packaged the clothes and jewelry. In less than a second, she had arranged the items into the shop's customized takeout bag. Consequently, she handed it over to him with a forced smile, and Alex took it from her, passing it to the man's girlfriend. “I believe this is yours, beautiful,” he mouthed, and the girl slowly took it from him, awestruck.Turning to her boyfriend, whose face had morphed from shock into barely-concealed rage, Alex parted his lips to speak, but the man spoke first—or more like yelled first. “It's a setup! I don't believe this. You... you damn lowlife can't possibly spend three million dollars on clothes just fo
“Please have mercy on me, Mr. Lord. I promise such a mistake won't happen again,” the manager implored, while her head remained glued to the ground. Alex, who didn't appreciate the excessive courtesy she was showing, urged her to stand, but she refused. She insisted she would only stand if Alex audibly forgave her.He did, and she finally stood.As for the rest of the store's inhabitants, they paused, shocked on hearing what the manager had just called the disheveled man. They couldn't believe it! The disheveled-looking man standing in front of them was a Lord, Mr. Lord to be exact, and one of them had just stupidly picked a fight with him.“No way! Absolutely no way this man is a Lord! Woman, are you blind? Look at who you just called a Lord,” Richard said in disbelief, gazing manically about. “If that man is a Lord, then my girlfriend here is a Greek goddess,” he added sarcastically, jesting his girlfriend. She didn't appreciate his choice of words, so she stomped on his foot with he
The man chuckled heartily, revealing broken and bloodied teeth. His sudden amusement unsettled Alex, who was mere breaths away from him. He warned him to quiet down or face more beatings, but the man refused, even going as far as mocking him while continuing to laugh at his ridicules. This struck a chord in Alex, who released a series of punches to his face, not stopping still he could barely hear the man's cackling. Finally after minutes of venting his anger at his face, and his hands mildly swollen. He grabbed the man by the shirt, and pulled him.“Not so amused anymore huh? Tell me now. When Chester tasked you with kidnapping the girl, what information did he provide?” Alex's question was met with several coughs from the man, and him stiffening his face as if contemplating whether to answer. Thinking he was truly going to speak, Alex leaned in to listen, but then the man spat on his face, smirking at Alex's gullibility. His action made Alex to slowly retract from him, and prompting
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
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
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
“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
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
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
“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
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