It was just as Alexandra had predicted.It didn’t take more than an hour after she had stepped into the golf course, fully clothed in her golf attires, that Syrian stepped in.As she watched the blonde approach her with a casual walk while leaning on her golf club, Alexandra was disappointed to some extent. She had better thought that Anthony would have fallen prey to her traps, but sadly she got stuck with Syrian, the presidential wannabe.Well, either of them worked. Be it the smarter one or the dumber one, both were perfect for her to start her first act of justice.Alexandra waited until Syrian had come into close talking range before she leaned off her golf club and addressed him professionally. “Mr. Cross, you are late. One would have almost thought you left me hanging.”Syrian chuckled. “My apologies. There was a little dispute that caused a breach in my schedule, but best believe it will not happen a second time.”Alexandra nodded her head while thinking. ‘Of course there was.
He had lost this battle.Alexandra’s words ringed in his ears over and over again, dulling out the pain of his busted lips for a short amount of time before he doubled over and began to laugh uncontrollably.He, Syrian Cross, had lost a battle, to a mere businesswoman that believed she knew it all. The thought of it made his entire existence feel like a joke and with each passing second, he found it more funnier and laughed louder as his body shook.While this was going on, Alexandra simply watched him, not fazed one bit by his sudden change in demeanor. One second reality was raining down hard on him and the next second he was laughing like a maniac. Alexandra had seen his type, watched them crumble and later on dealt with them.Psychos like him were no skin off her nose.After a short amount of time had gone by, Syrian finally stopped his theoretical display and wiped an imaginary tear off the corner of his eyes.“How laughable.” He mused and fixed his gaze on Alexandra. It was diff
Money laundering. Fabrication of paper companies and even evasion of taxes. All of the Cross’s family crimes were put into light for the display and entertainment of the world.Alistair couldn’t have felt happier.Staring at the screen of his phone and reading the trending hot news article, the blonde felt like half of his goals had already been archived.Of course this didn’t happen by his very own hand, but he was well aware of the person behind the deed. While People might have been running wild on the internet and butting heads together and trying to find the anonymous person who had tipped the media off about such a huge scandal, Alistair knew all too well who it was.Swiping the news article away, he proceeded to his phone book and dialed on Alexandra’s number which was saved in his phone list. The line seemed to ring on for a while and after some time he was directed to voicemail.‘The hell?’ He thought as he pulled the phone away from his cheeks to glance at it. In all of thei
[Won’t be able to stop by your place, heading out to have drinks with a friend.]Darius read the message displayed across his screen as he held his phone up with one hand while the other held a shaving razor against his chin. He sighed out seconds later and placed his phone down on the wash hand basin as he continued shaving.Great, now he had to go out and buy the very same groceries that Quinn had finished. He couldn’t remember how many times he had warned her to go easy of his groceries. Not because he was financially strapped, but rather because he found going grocery shopping a hassle and ordering online was just as useless, the thing never works out well for him.“Just great.” He muttered after scraping the last of the shaving cream off his face and leaned down to splash water across his face.After that, he looked in the mirror to ensure that he had shaved well, only to see that he had missed a spot. He picked up the shaving cream and applied it on the subtle spot he had missed
“Talking in the open seemed too much like a hassle.” Alexandra informed Leonardo as Zion poured them each a cup of steaming hot coffee.Seated within the walls of one of Grey Enterprise’s many conference room, Leonardo allowed his gaze travel for a few seconds, admiring the interior of the company he had never gotten to see. Finally when his gaze landed on the steamy cup of coffee, he flinched and made no attempt to pick it up.Alexandra on the other hand, she took a sip from her cup, relished in the feeling before tilting her head in Leonardo’s direction. “Do you think I poisoned it?” She asked with a smirk and when the male flinched once more, her assumptions were confirmed. “Doing that is too much trouble for me. And besides, you are not worth killing.”He wasn’t worth killing? Did that mean that he was finally off her radar? Leonardo thought as he watched Alexandra place her cup down and fix her gaze solely on him.As if reading his mind, she uttered. “Don’t have foolish thoughts,
The price was steep.But Leonardo paid it with his full chest. Standing at the edge of her window, Alexandra watched her cousin leave after their meeting. She had heard a lot of things from him, things which were sure to help her in the long run and in return for her helping Vivian, Leonardo had agreed to help her with whatever she needed.Although she didn’t completely trust him. Just yesterday he was her enemy, no way was she going to blindly put her trust in him. She was smarter than she had once been. Repeating the same mistake twice wasn’t an option for her any more as that would only lead to a possible failure.Turning around, Alexandra pulled out her phone from her protect when she felt it vibrate. She glanced at her screen and saw it was a text message from Quinn. Without hesitating, she clicked on it and opened up the message.[I can’t seem to reach him.] Her text was plain without any further meaning but strangely it made Alexandra’s heart clench.She swiped away the massage
Darius felt the color drain from his face. His heart did a tumble and he could feel the pit in his stomach enlarge.Throughout all that, he managed to ask. “What?”At this, Cain reached into the pocket of his inmate suit and pulled out a few pictures. He tossed them on the table, allowing them scatter across the table and give Darius a full clear view of what were on each of them.Hastily, he reached for the closest picture and grabbed it off the table. A sigh left his lips when he was it a picture of him and Alexandra together. Several more after that followed and each one of them backdated towards the previous months. Even up until the point in which he had ran into her at the convenient store and they had shared snacks.Looking at all the pictures, Darius felt utter rage. “You bastard.” He sneered.But Cain obviously didn’t seem affected by his words. “What? Did you think you were the only one doing the watching?” He chuckled and crossed his arms. “Think again kid.”Darius balled h
Back at Albrecht Empire, Lucien sat in the comfort of his office with the lights dimmed. He had his tablet held within his grasp and on the screen was the long list of Octavia’s call logs Lucas had provided.He had been looking through it for some time now and only one number seemed to stand out with its frequent communications and call history and when tracked back to its owner, it happened to be a certain man with the name of Marcus Sylvester.Lucien had never heard of him but suspected he was the person Octavia was colluding with to deceive him.The male sighed and placed the tablet down. Once again, Octavia was trying to blind sight him and take something that belonged to him away. Thinking of it that way angered him. But then that anger gave path for other thoughts to roam his mind.Had Octavia ever loved him in the first place? Had he really been the only one who had feel in love during all those years of them being together?How disappointing. Not only was he a fool in love, he