In one of the private rooms at the airport, Alexander, Cassandra, and some of his associates were seated around a table filled with drinks and an assortment of food on a chilly morning.Cassandra reached out and grabbed a slice of bread, pouring herself a cup of tea."Shit!" Amp exclaimed. "I'll miss you."Everyone chuckled, deliberately diverting their attention away from Amp's comment and focusing on their breakfast. He knew Cassandra had been planning to travel back to Africa for the past few days, so why was he expressing his displeasure now?Ridiculous, isn't it? Cassandra rolled her eyes at his behavior. She wasn't in the right frame of mind to argue or engage with him. All she wanted was to get out of Europe. She had been feeling increasingly uncomfortable ever since they suspected that Harry might have substantial evidence to refute their claims of ownership over his company. The news of Harry's resurgence as a prominent figure in the legal world had just reached them the nigh
it's been Over twenty-four hours had passed, and Cassandra remained in police custody. Seated in her cell, she stared blankly outside, hoping to catch a glimpse of Alexander or one of his subordinates coming to her rescue. However, no one appeared. Various thoughts raced through her mind. What was happening? Was Alexander trying to betray her despite everything she had done for him? Why was he taking so long? She couldn't comprehend it. Every time footsteps approached, she would lift her head slightly, anticipating that they might be coming towards her cell. But time ticked on, and it had been over twenty-four hours. No one from Alexander's camp had ever stayed in police custody for that long.Did Amp even inform Alexander? Cassandra nodded disapprovingly, as she was certain he would have relayed the information. Since being dumped in the cell, she hadn't been questioned, despite her request. Filled with profound sadness, she rolled her eyes and leaned her back against the wall. Sudde
At first, Cassandra hesitated to open the file. She felt a sense of fear about what it might contain, so she stared at it for a while. She glanced up at Harry, who stood there, observing her reaction to the files he had tossed into her cell. After a few minutes, she mustered the courage to pick up the file and brought it closer to herself. Carefully, she broke the seal and began to flip through the pages, her gaze still fixed on Harry. To her surprise, his serious demeanor had vanished, replaced by a mocking smirk. This only heightened her curiosity about the contents of the file she was about to uncover.Her thoughts swirled aimlessly in her mind. She couldn't decipher Harry's intentions or what he had given her. Harry's unreadable demeanor left her feeling defeated even before she attempted to understand. However, she couldn't help but wonder why Alexander hadn't taken action to secure her release. Why hadn't he sent someone to rescue her? If he had, she wouldn't be left here, tryin
Amp sat in his room at the Sacramento mansion, but his gaze wandered outside. It was 4:00 am in the morning, yet sleep eluded him, especially with Cassandra in jail. He stared blankly through the window, finding no amusement or solace. With a blink, he shifted his attention to the cool ambient music playing in the background, hoping it would calm his racing thoughts. However, finding solace seemed impossible. He slid out of his bed naked, a habit he had developed over time. It might seem as if he had indulged in drug use, but that wasn't the case. Since childhood, he had grown accustomed to sleeping without clothes. It wasn't a matter of preference, but rather a lack of clothing. The few clothes he had were worn out and tattered, so sleeping naked became a way to stay connected to his humble beginnings and memories. Usually, it brought him comfort, but tonight was different. He had been in this state for the past six hours, and sleep continued to evade him.Amp slowly made his way to
8:25.pm Fuego Police Station.Amp stepped out of the cab and headed straight into the police station. His mind was still swirling with countless thoughts, but he had to compose himself and visit Cassandra. He couldn't leave her there as Alexander had instructed. He couldn't believe that Alexander had simply abandoned Cassandra without even making an attempt to help her. From what Amp had witnessed, Alexander hadn't done anything to intervene. It was unimaginable to him. As he entered the impressive police station building, a cold chill ran down his spine when he caught sight of the imposing prison walls. It reminded him of the time he had been thrown into jail and then swiftly released within six hours, thanks to Alexander's intervention. He swallowed nervously, wiping away the sweat with shaky hands. He made his way inside, his eyes scanning the different police officers stationed at the entrance. One of them asked, "Who are you looking for?" prompting Amp to pause."I need to see s
"What's the matter, young master?" Pietro noticed Harry's broad smile a few seconds after he picked up the phone."Fine! I'll be there tomorrow," Harry said before ending the call."She has agreed to testify in court tomorrow," he turned to Pietro, excitement evident in his voice. He couldn't be happier to pin it on Alexander. Just a few hours ago, he had confirmed that she was working for Alexander. He knew Alexander wouldn't dare come near the police station to avoid blowing his cover. So, Harry had arranged for Stanley to be stationed at the police station. And just now, they confirmed that Amp, whom Stanley had seen meeting with Alexander, was coming to visit Cassandra. Harry couldn't wait for tomorrow when he would get her out of jail and use her against her master, who thought he was unbeatable and had all the connections.Harry quickly dashed into his mini law firm, gathering the important papers he would need for tomorrow's case. He had decided to have Jade and Owen defend him
"She couldn't have committed suicide," Harry gritted his teeth in anguish as he reached for the car handle. He couldn't believe that she had taken her own life after agreeing to testify against Alexander in court. All of Harry's thoughts pointed to Alexander as the only suspect capable of orchestrating such a clean and swift job. Now, Harry truly understood the kind of man he was dealing with—a monster who wouldn't hesitate to shed blood to cover his tracks. It only took this tragic event for Harry to realize the depths of Alexander's ruthlessness. Stanley accelerated the car, swiftly making a left turn and taking the route back home. He knew that Harry was disoriented and unable to function in the office. As the second-in-command, since Pietro had become preoccupied with matters of the heart, Stanley understood how to protect Harry's interests and well-being. All he knew was that Harry needed a quick nap to calm his racing heart and regain his composure. Those few minutes felt like a
Cassandra's eyebrows shot up in surprise. At first, she struggled to comprehend what Alexander was saying, but as he approached her, he clarified, "You're dead. I mean, Cassandra, Cassie, and the others are dead. I will be attending your burial tomorrow at noon. From now on, you have to start a new life, so no one knows you're still alive."Taken aback, Cassandra instinctively took a defensive step backward. Alexander was truly remarkable; he had managed to execute all of this within such a short period of time, outsmarting even Harry. It was something Harry could have never conceived. Overwhelmed by a surge of emotions, Cassandra moved forward and tightly embraced Alexander, refusing to let go. Tears welled up in her eyes as she clung to his waist. She couldn't believe she had doubted him, thinking he would leave her to suffer in jail. Little did she know, he had other plans in store. Meanwhile, Amp stood there, feeling somewhat left out, observing their reconciliation. He discreetly