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Untold chronicles of power Chapter Twenty-five
Along the corridors of Saint Richard hospital, strode a woman with a reputation of ruthlessness, she came to check up on her son who was beaten mercilessly, she was the viper AKA Madeline Mitch.She had heard the news of Paul's condition from one of her men, she had been furious, she had ordered her men to bring Paul to the hospital, where she would keep an eye on him, she left her mansion and drove to the hospital, accompanied by her guards. She had ignored the stares and whispers of the people in the lobby and walked straight to the elevator. She had pressed the button for the top floor, where the VIP rooms were located, she exited the elevator and strode down the corridor, walking to where her son lay. Guards were on both sides of her, ready to deliver an ending shot at anyone who dared to even glance at her presence. She arrived at the hospital room door and one of the men opened the door for her. She came inside.She saw Paul lying on the bed, hooked to various machines and t
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Twenty-six
Madeline hung up the phone and looked at her son. She said, "Don't worry, my son. I'll take care of this. I'll make her regret ever crossing us. I'll make her beg for mercy. I'll make her suffer. And then, I'll make her die. And then, I'll go after her father and his whole empire, I'll make them all pay. I'll make them all burn. I'll make them all disappear. No one messes with me, and lives to tell the tale."Madeline rose from the bed, feeling a surge of anger and betrayal. She had just seen the photos of her boyfriend, James, kissing another woman on the front page of a gossip magazine. She couldn't believe he would do this to her, after all they had been through together.She glanced at the two men who were standing guard outside her bedroom door. They were loyal to her, and she snapped at one of them, "Find everything you know about the so-called boyfriend, take my phone, and dial Benedict, I need to talk to him."The man nodded and quickly took the phone and dialed the number,
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Twenty-seven
Sophia stared at her dad, shocked and scared, she couldn't believe what he was saying. He was trying to force her to do something she didn't want to do. He was trying to take away the only person who made her happy, he had no empathy for what happened to her, the father she once knew would go to war if anyone threatened his daughters. She shook her head and yelled, "I am done with you, this broken family or what’s left of it, and Paul and his bitch of a mother".“Slap!!!!!” in a blink of an eye, Sophia’s cheeks were greeted with the force of her father’s handsSophia felt a sharp pain on her cheek, followed by a ringing in her ears. She couldn't believe her dad had slapped her. He had never hit her before, never raised his hand against her, even though he had become distant from her mom and sister's death he had always been gentle, kind, loving. But now he was angry, furious, violent. He had lost his temper, lost his mind, lost his trust in her.She looked at him, her eyes wide wit
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Twenty-eight
Sophia turned and began to leave, ignoring the pleading look on her father's face and she was determined to find her way in the world."Where are you going?" Mr Benedict asked, his voice strained with worry. He knew that his daughter was in grave danger, but he also knew that she hated him for what he had done."Somewhere away from you," Sophia answered, her tone cold and bitter. She threw her bag over her shoulder and headed for the door."Don't be silly, Sophia. Madeline is on a war path. Now is unsafe for anyone with the last name Rake to be out. She will stop at nothing to get her revenge on us," Mr Benedict warned, trying to reason with her. "Like I said, I'm a big girl. I can handle myself," Sophia scorned, not looking back at him. She didn't care about his problems or his enemies. She only cared about escaping his control and finding her happiness.She slammed the door behind her and ran down the stairs, going to her car, She didn't have a plan or a destination. She only had a
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Twenty-nine
Jackson quickly relayed the address that Pamela showed him to Sophia. He hoped she could make it to the safe house, where they had some allies and resources. “Tell the doorman that Jackson sent you, you would be safe there and also lose your phone, in case the agents were tracking her, be there in an hour, and don't tell anyone where you're going," Jackson ordered."My phone?" asked Sophia, "yes, so they can't track you," Jackson answered. "will you be there and how do you have a safe house?" Sophia demanded, but Jackson only said, "I'll explain everything when I see you. Trust me, this is for your safety. "Okay, okay, I'll do that, I'll do that, thank you, thank you, Jackson," Sophia said, sounding grateful but still scared."I'll see you soon, soon, Sophia," Jackson said, before hanging up."Oh, alright, thank you," Sophia answered, feeling confused and scared as the call ended, and looked at her phone. She had so many questions, but no time to ask them. She had to make a decisi
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Thirty
Sophia drove through the neighborhood where the building was located, feeling a sense of unease. She had expected to find a rundown, abandoned area, full of broken houses and shady characters. But instead, she found a place that looked like a hybrid of a city and a suburb. There were tall buildings and busy streets, but also parks and houses and shops. It was a place that seemed normal, but also somehow off and eerie.She shook her head and tried to focus on the road. She followed the directions the lady had given her, and soon she saw a hill with a fence around it. She slowed down and looked for a place to park. She spotted a dirt road that led to a gate. She turned into it and drove near the gate. She locked the doors in her car.She saw a sign that said "Plastic Factory. No trespassing. Danger. Keep out." She ignored it and looked for a way to get past the gate.She felt a mix of curiosity and fear as she moved closer to the building. She wondered what she would find inside. Sh
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Thirty-one
Sophia and the man reached the entrance, where a large metal gate blocked their way. The gate was covered with graffiti and rust and looked like it hadn't been opened in years. The man took out a key from his pocket and inserted it into a hidden lock. He turned it with a loud click, and the gate swung open."Come on, hurry up," he said, motioning for Sophia to follow him. "We don't have much time."Sophia stepped inside and gasped. She felt like she had entered a different world. The building outside looked rusty and abandoned, but the environment inside the building was filled with a lush beautiful flower garden, a beautiful fountain, and bright colored grasses, by the west side of the building it had like a little stable with farm animals like chickens, pigs, and two horses. There were parrots in birdhouses, chirping and singing. The air was fresh and fragrant, and the sun shone through the glass roof."What is this place?" Sophia asked, amazed.“You will be safe now ma’am, and
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Thirty-two
Sophia stepped inside and set her bag on the nightstand. The room was small but tidy and comfortable. A bed with a quilted coverlet, a dresser with a mirror, a bookshelf with some old volumes, and a rocking chair with a cushion. A fireplace crackled in the corner, filling the air with a pleasant warmth.Sophia walked to the window and pulled back the curtains. She saw a large garden with flowers, trees, and a fountain. It looked peaceful and inviting.She shook her head and turned away from the window. She decided to unpack her bag and get ready for bed. She hoped to get some rest and figure out why she was here in the morning."I'll leave you to get settled in," Angela said. "If you need anything, I'll be up and about, Just ring the bell on the table and I'll come right up."Sophia watched as Angela grabbed her coat and hat from the rack. "You're leaving?" she asked, "Yes, dear. I need to run some errands," Angela said, buttoning her coat. "I noticed you don't have any clothes othe
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