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
A broad smile adorned the corners of her lips, capturing everyone's interest and accentuating her simple and beautiful appearance. With graceful steps in her heels, she approached the nearest table and swiftly unpacked the ice cream and popcorn. As she did, everyone stood there, watching her as if she were performing in a play or rehearsing for a future cinematic role. The lady paid no mind to the lack of permission to share; none of them spoke a word. Judging by their expressions, they weren't angry but simply stunned by her beauty. The lady seemed aware of this, as if she had encountered such reactions before, and continued with confidence. She placed a cup of ice cream on the table for Harry and said, "Have yours. You can enjoy it; it's one of the best in the states."In that moment, Harry blinked his eyes and locked his gaze with her. His expression turned grim, and his eyes burned with anger as he demanded, "Who the hell are you?"Katrina stuttered, "I-I-I'm Katrina Bruce.""Not
It had been over six hours since Katrina's intense gaze managed to intrude into Harry's mind. He sat in a chair in his room, staring intently at the mirror, trying to make sense of the events that had unfolded. Pietro and Stanley had assisted him into the car and drove him back home. They had then helped him to bed, and most of them had stayed, waiting for him to wake up, eventually succumbing to sleep in the living room. Now he was awake, but he still couldn't comprehend what had occurred. He had no idea that Katrina possessed the ability to manipulate minds through her penetrating gaze. Her eyes had the power to delve beyond the mere surface and influence others. However, in Harry's case, her attempt clashed with his Quantum Restoration energy, which vehemently resisted her intrusion. The clash had taken a toll on Harry's delicate body, as the collision of the two energies proved overwhelming.His mind was filled with a whirlwind of thoughts as he continued to stare at his reflectio
"Hope you had an amazing night, just like I did," Katrina exclaimed, dropping her bag onto one of the chairs, with her PA standing by her side."Place your bag over there," she gestured to the adjacent couch. As she entered the company, everyone's faces lit up with smiles. After yesterday's treat of ice cream and popcorn, they couldn't help but be enamored by her personality. It was a pleasant surprise for the staff, who had preconceived notions of celebrity models being rude and arrogant. Katrina shattered those expectations, and it only made them adore her even more. She strolled through the office, waving her hand as she exchanged greetings with everyone.The door swung open abruptly, and Samantha stood at the entrance, just about to enter. As her eyes met Katrina's, she coughed loudly and clutched her chest, taken aback by her presence. But as Katrina approached, Samantha couldn't help but gasp, completely captivated by her beauty. Now she understood why Stanley was putting in so