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