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Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Thirty-eight
As Abigail stood in the living room, her head swirling with questions, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disbelief at the revelations that had been laid bare before her. Jackson's presence only added to the confusion, his survival defying all logic and reason."Wait, you're the cousin they were talking about?" Abigail asked, her voice tinged with disbelief. "How are you alive?"Jackson met her gaze, his expression solemn as he removed his glove, revealing the scarred flesh beneath. "I barely made it," he said quietly. "But yes, I did survive."Abigail's mind reeled with shock at Jackson's words, her heart pounding with disbelief at the revelation.She had thought him dead, lost to the world forever, and yet here he stood before her, a living, breathing testament to the resilience of the human spirit."Does Sophia know you're alive?" Abigail asked, her voice trembling with uncertainty.Jackson shook his head, his expression pained. "No, she doesn't," he replied softly. "I couldn'
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Thirty- nine
In the dimly lit room, Jackson's voice cut through the silence like a knife. "Do you have the name of the person William is in contact with in Blade in Shadows?" His tone was sharp, betraying a sense of urgency mingled with frustration.Abigail, standing near the window, turned to face Jackson. Her eyes flickered with uncertainty before she responded, "Uhmm yeah, his name is JD Thomas, I think.""You think or you know?" Jackson's approach was more than just physical; it was a mental confrontation, demanding clarity and certainty."I know," Abigail asserted, her voice steadier now. "I have even met him once. He came to meet with William, Ella, and me at the mansion once."Jackson's expression darkened. "That prick. So, he's the one on the inside for him. And I bet he knows where the old king is hiding." His words dripped with contempt and frustration, directed not only at JD Thomas but at the intricate web of betrayal and secrecy that seemed to envelop them all.Turning to his father
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Forty
The morning sun bathed the garden in a warm golden glow, casting long shadows across the lush greenery. Abigail emerged from the house, her heart light and her spirit lifted by the newfound sense of peace that had settled over her. She had slept soundly for the first time in what felt like an eternity, the weight of her past finally lifted from her shoulders.As she descended the stairs, Abigail spotted Jackson sitting on the porch, lost in thought as he rocked back and forth in the old wooden rocking chair. His profile was etched against the backdrop of the rising sun, his features softened by the morning light."Hey," Abigail called out, her voice breaking the silence of the early morning. Jackson turned to look at her, his eyes meeting hers with a mixture of surprise and warmth."Hey," he replied, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. "How was your first night here?"Abigail returned his smile, feeling a sense of camaraderie growing between them. "It was good," she s
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Forty-one
The morning sun cast long shadows as Jackson and Charles stood outside the formidable gates of the estate, their faces set in grim determination. Today was the day they had been preparing for, the day they would intercept the conclave and rescue Sophia before it was too late. Charles, clad in a suit of armor concealed beneath his tailored suit, exuded an air of authority as he surveyed the scene before him. Jackson stood by his side, his resolve steeling him for the challenges that lay ahead."Are you ready for this?" Charles asked, his voice steady despite the gravity of their mission.Jackson nodded, his jaw set in determination. "As ready as I'll ever be," he replied, his gaze fixed on the imposing building looming before them.With a nod of affirmation, Charles turned to his assembled bodyguards, a group of elite soldiers armed and ready for battle. They exchanged a series of silent signals, their movements coordinated and precise, as they prepared to breach the fortress-like
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Forty- two
Jackson stood by Sophia's side in the brightly lit delivery room, his heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He gripped her hand tightly, offering her what little comfort he could as she struggled through the pains of labor."Push, Sophia, you're doing great," the doctor urged, his voice calm and reassuring as he guided her through each contraction.Sophia's face contorted in pain as she pushed with all her might, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she fought to bring their child into the world. Jackson's heart ached to see her in such agony, but he knew that soon their baby would be in their arms, a precious gift born from their love."Ah!" Sophia cried out, her voice echoing off the walls of the room as she pushed once more.Jackson's heart skipped a beat as he watched in awe as their child began to emerge, a tiny miracle wrapped in a blanket of blood and mucus. Tears welled in his eyes as he realized that soon he would be holding their son or daughter in
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Forty-three
As Abigail drove through the city streets, a sense of contentment washed over her, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. It had been a whirlwind of emotions since she had dropped off Jackson and Sophia at the hospital, but now, finally, she was heading back home. The city lights twinkled like stars in the evening sky, and the neon signs of billboard light shone over the familiar streets as she made her way through the bustling city.It had been a couple of days since she had last set foot in her mansion, her mind consumed with worry for her cousin and the impending arrival of the newest member of their family. But now, as she pulled into the driveway and stepped out of her car, a sense of peace settled over her like a comforting blanket.Using her keys, Abigail unlocked the front door and stepped into the grand foyer of her mansion. The familiar scent of lavender and vanilla greeted her as she kicked off her shoes and dropped her bags by the door. She took a moment to pause
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Forty- four
The night air crackled with tension as Ella and William arrived at Abigail's mansion, the weight of their emotions hanging heavy in the air. Ella's heart pounded in her chest as she stepped out of the car, her grip tight around the grenade she held in her hand. Without hesitation, she unhooked it and hurled it towards the front door, the explosion echoing through the silent night as debris and shattered glass rained down around them.Abigail, who had been in the kitchen fixing herself a drink, froze at the sound of the explosion, her heart racing as she rushed to the living room to investigate. Her eyes widened in shock as she took in the scene before her: her front door blown to splinters, smoke billowing from the wreckage, and Ella standing in the midst of it all, her face contorted in anger."What is the meaning of this?" Abigail barked, her voice laced with confusion and irritation as she surveyed the damage.Ella's glare was icy as she met Abigail's gaze, her anger simmering j
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Forty- five
As the doctor entered the room, the atmosphere was filled with a sense of anticipation and excitement. Sophia, having been given the all-clear, was finally ready to leave the hospital and begin the next chapter of her journey as a new mother. Jackson and Benedict wasted no time in springing into action, eager to take care of all the necessary paperwork and payments for Sophia's discharge.Meanwhile, Angela, Fernando, and Jackson's parents remained in the room with Sophia, their hearts swelling with joy at the sight of the newborn baby girl cradled in Elizabeth's arms. The room was filled with a warm and tender atmosphere as Elizabeth gazed down at the baby, her eyes shining with pride and affection."Oh, she's so beautiful," Elizabeth exclaimed, her voice filled with warmth as she gently stroked the baby's cheek. "I am a grandmother."Charles stood beside his wife, a proud smile playing on his lips as he watched the scene unfold before him. His heart swelled with love and pride at
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