Harry couldn't understand why Alexander exuded so much confidence as if he owned the place, especially considering Harry had no recollection of ever meeting him. The entire room seemed to tense up, enveloped in a cloud of unease and dread. No one dared to speak up, except for Harry. He couldn't bear to see Scarlet trembling in fear, especially when she was still recovering from her ordeal.Alexander's gaze locked onto Harry as he scanned his entire body, assessing him. He had heard tales of Harry's exploits during his time away, but he hadn't anticipated him being even bolder than his own father. Alexander's eyes then shifted to Scarlet, who still tightly held Pietro's hand."I heard some people tried to take your life," Alexander smirked, his voice laced with amusement.Harry's face contorted, turning a deep shade of crimson upon hearing how callously Alexander used Scarlet's traumatic experience as a joke. The anticipation in Alexander's widened eyes was palpable as he fixed his gaz
The room fell into a heavy silence, as if everyone was collectively holding their breath in surprise at Harry's tone and choice of words towards Alexander. Alexander raised an eyebrow, initially shocked, but a slow smile curved on his lips. Jade's jaw tightened as she fixed her gaze on Harry, hoping he wasn't making a grave mistake, knowing the potential danger Alexander posed."If you say so," Alexander said calmly, gracefully walking outside, leaving scarlet and Martin surprised by his lack of agitation, unlike what they had anticipated.Once he was gone and the door slammed shut, Jade let out a deep sigh, clutching her chest as if she had been holding her breath and waiting for him to leave."Who is he?" Harry couldn't care less, as he nonchalantly moved towards the table to finish his remaining coffee."He is Alexander, my father's brother. An ex-convict, a murderer, and a rumored rapist and hitman," she replied, causing Harry's eyes to widen in astonishment as he nearly choked on
"Good morning, sir!" Samantha greeted as Harry walked out of his room, causing his brows to furrow in surprise."How the hell did you get here?" he exclaimed.Samantha's lips curved into a smile. "Sir, it's 9:00 AM."Harry slowly raised his gaze to the clock on the wall and let out a gasp. He hadn't expected it to be this late. Dragging his feet sluggishly, he made his way to his chair and settled in, rubbing his eyes in an attempt to shake off his sleepiness.Samantha couldn't help but giggle at Harry's disoriented state. He was clearly confused by oversleeping, but after the events of the previous days, it wasn't surprising for anyone."I need you all to do something for me," he began, causing Samantha to turn her head, expecting to see someone else with her. But Harry quickly corrected himself. "No, I mean you and Stanley. That guy isn't awake yet."Samantha nodded slowly, leaning back on the couch. Just then, the sound of doors opening startled both of them. They looked up to see
"I don't know if you've been told, but I've been here for the past three hours, and that isn't good professional behavior," she stated firmly her eyes darting around Harry.Harry furrowed his brows at her words. She was indeed bold and straightforward, unlike others who would have swallowed their frustration and acted like nothing had happened. Perhaps it was because they were desperate for the deal she was bringing to the table, and she wasn't? Harry rolled his eyes, realizing that she was indeed bringing a mouthwatering deal, but her boldness was something he wasn't accustomed to. Or maybe she was just rightfully upset about the wait... and who wouldn't be?"I'm sorry for the delay. Please accept my sincere apologies and have a seat. My staff can bring you something to help you relax," he said, trying to make amends."Well, that won't be necessary. You can present it to me in just one way," she responded, moving forward and slowly opening her bag as everyone watched her. "Sign the d
Scarlet's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. She wasn't sure if Harry was making the right decision, knowing just how dangerous and cunning Alexander could be. Her mind raced with thoughts of fleeing and escaping this whole situation, but deep down, she knew it would be futile. Alexander's influence extended far and wide, and if he wanted to get to her, he would find a way. She couldn't wrap her head around the impending danger.Her mother had been the last victim, and now Alexander? She blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of the surreal situation."You need to stay fifteen steps ahead of him if you're determined to do this. He's practically the devil himself," she warned.A confident smirk formed on Harry's lips as he replied, "Well, if he's the devil himself, then I won't mind being his nemesis."Scarlet rolled her eyes at how Harry managed to find amusement in the gravity of the situation. She was discussing death and the deadly nature of Alexander, and yet Harry seemed unfazed."Har
Days passed, and Harry's mind continued to swirl with thoughts of Alexander's acquittal and his association with the White House. He couldn't wrap his head around the fact that Alexander was a criminal in the eyes of the country and the government, yet he still worked for them. Slowly, Harry raised his head as the alarm in his room beeped, indicating an incoming notification. He walked over to check it out, realizing it was an alert from the trackers that Pietro had successfully placed in his cars.Being a complex character himself, Harry should have anticipated the installation of cameras. However, he took it a step further and installed trackers in the cars, determined to keep tabs on his own whereabouts. He had revealed his true identity and returned to his family after years of hiding in Europe, emerging now at this critical juncture.He leaned in closer, squinting his eyes to see where the first set of vehicles were headed. They were heading towards Washington, D.C. Harry's jaw t
The car carrying Scarlet sped into the driveway of her mansion in Sacramento. As the driver hit the brakes, Scarlet stepped out of the car, only to be approached by a woman dressed in a black suit.With an unwavering gaze, Scarlet asked, "Who are you, and why are you here so early?"The woman's voice dropped low, as if trying to keep their conversation quiet and quick, but Scarlet paid no attention. Instead, she adjusted her dress and glasses before confidently attempting to enter the mansion. However, the woman blocked her path."The person you're looking for is not here, young lady," the woman stated."Well, I'm not looking for anyone. I'm going into my own house," Scarlet declared, causing the woman to stumble back in surprise. It was evident that they didn't recognize her and were seeing her for the first time."Move!" Scarlet continued walking, with the woman and others following her like paparazzi. She pushed open the doorknob and there he was—Alexander, the very person she was
Scarlet's mind was swirling with thoughts as her heart raced. She felt the urge to look back, to confirm whether or not she was in danger or whether or not if he was following her to stanghle her or shoot her, but she resisted. Walking away seemed like the safer option than going all the way to turn back and confirm she fears.Surprisingly to her, Alexander made no attempt to follow her. He remained rooted to the spot, his eyes staring blankly as Scarlet moved outside. It was hard for him to believe that Harry knew his secret, his weakest point. The thought lingered in his mind that Harry might attempt to harm his family if things didn't go his way. Despite having followed Harry's actions for the past five years while undercover in Europe, he couldn't convince himself that it was impossible.He couldn't shake off the caution he felt, knowing that if their positions were reversed, he would not hesitate to harm Harry's family to get his way,taking learage and blackmailing people with wha