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Chapter 105 - Confession of Feelings
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"What happened to him?" Chelsea asked as they hurried to put their clothes on. They just had a quick shower and hurried to leave the hotel. Chelsea saw the love and concern in Dylan's eyes that she had never seen before. It was there and then she knew that he truly loved his son. That was the one thing in the whole universe that he just couldn't play with. It didn't matter if they were exhausted from the sex. He wanted to go to him and there was no debating that. "I don't really know. They just told me it was an emergency" Dylan replied and threw on his suit jacket. He hadn't completely buttoned his shirt and his tie was nowhere to be found. Once the suit jacket was on, he hurriedly walked towards the suite's exit. "I hope the situation is not life threatening" Chelsea replied. She hurried behind him, straightening her gown. She had worn it the other way round, from over her head. Dylan couldn't miss the concern evident in her voice. It was unmistakable. She was concerned and didn
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Dylan immediately went into a fit of rage. He lashed at the doctor, infuriated, pissed, mad, and every version of anger, throwing questions about a she and her that Chelsea came to understand was his ex-wife and the mother of his son, Clara. Chelsea had never seen him so mad. In truth, she had never seen him so anything. The level of emotions he displayed today were unprecedented. And they all revolved around his son. Aside the love and desire he displayed when they made love, that is. But this? This was something else entirely. "What do you mean she's not answering her phone?" Dylan thundered after the doctor dialed Clara's number severally without a response. "I'm afraid, she's not taking our calls, Mr. Cross" the doctor replied. "That good-for-nothing..." Dylan stopped himself and threw a jab at the air, gritting his teeth as he stomped out of the room. Chelsea walked up to the doctor. "Excuse me, Sir" she gently called him. He turned to her. "Hello, you must be Ms. Landore"
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Dylan stared at Chelsea speechlessly. He thought he didn't hear right at first but taking his eyes down to her hands, she was already holding them out, a gesture that she had indeed made the statement, offering her blood for Derek. He walked briskly towards her and grabbed her hand, leading her out of the room. "What did you say in there?" he asked for confirmation. She gently walked away few steps from him and exhaled. Then she turned around. "I said I'm donating my blood for Derek. I'm an O, a universal donor. So my blood is bound to work. His body won't reject it. I'm sure of it" she said, conviction clearer in her voice this time. He was mute. She gently walked towards him and reached for his shoulder. She tapped it and smiled. "It's okay. My blood is clean" she chuckled. He chuckled right back but half-heartedly. "No, it's not that. I'm was already sure that you're clean a long time ago. It's you wanting to donate your blood for Derek. Why?" he asked, looking at her. S
Swindling The Devilish Mafia Don Chapter 109 - Beginning Operation
Dylan walked out of the curtains and saw the medical professionals standing outside. Chelsea and the doctor had also returned and were standing with them. "Did I keep you waiting?" he asked. "Sorry about that" he added apologetically. The doctor chuckled. "No, Mr. Cross. It was a well deserved father and son moment. I understand the situation" he smiled. Dylan smiled as well. "We'll now commence the operation. Please stand outside in the meantime. Just name whatever you need while waiting and it will be brought to you, Mr. Cross" the doctor said. "Thank you, doctor" he replied and walked towards Chelsea. They both left the room and the doors were shut. "How did it go?" Dylan asked as they found their way to a row of chairs just outside the operating room. Chelsea could sense the hurry in his voice. As expected, his fatherly instincts had fully kicked in. He was eager to get the whole thing over with and be reunited with his son in full consciousness. How adorable. Who know the
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"What?" Dylan rushed at the doctor. He grabbed him by the collar. "What did you say?" he hollered. "Dylan!" Joyce called but Chelsea held her back. The doctor struggled with his clothes and tapped Dylan's shoulder. "He's alright. Master Derek is alright" he struggled to say and Dylan finally released him. "Why then did you start with an apology?" Dylan asked, still having mixed feelings. The doctor exhaled deeply. "I wanted to inform you that I'm sorry the anesthetic we gave him is still in effect and he's a bit unconscious. But the operation was successful and he's doing alright. His body accepted the blood and didn't fight it. He should be awake and kicking in a few hours" the doctor reported amidst heavy pants of breath. "Oh, sorry for my reaction, doctor. Don't play with me like that" Dylan apologised and patted the doctor on his shoulders. The doctor nodded. "I should've known better than to start with an apology. Especially to someone like you" he said and a they all
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Joyce and Chelsea walked into the room and the medical professionals who still remained in the room excused them and left the room. After she was sure that they were alone, Joyce took the lead and walked to the curtains. She parted them and walked in. She immediately became emotional as her eyes fell on Derek laying there unconscious. She sniffled gently as she approached the bed. Chelsea completely understood her feelings. He was her favourite person at the house back when they all stayed together. He was her only grandchild. And then they got separated. She hadn't seen him in a long time and must have greatly missed him. Only for her first reunion with him to be one where he was unconscious and just suffered from an accident. It must be very hard for her, she thought. She allowed the elderly woman some moments to be alone with her grandson and pour out her emotions. Chelsea stayed outside the curtains, waiting for either Joyce to come out or for Dylan to come in. After all, she di
Swindling The Devilish Mafia Don Chapter 112 - Resolution
Joyce was a bit shocked. Not that she didn't expect him to say something like this. Of course, any father would do so after the mother displayed such a level of incompetence. What she didn't expect was for Dylan to decide to take Derek home immediately. "But, he's still unconscious, Dylan" she protested, walking gently towards him. "That's even the more reason we should take him home now. When he wakes up, he wouldn't find himself in a hospital, which is depressing enough, and also having to see his failure of a mother. I can only imagine how much he must detest her. "I'm not letting my son see such a woman at such a crucial time of his life. He needs all the reassuring signs of love he can get and that is only possible at our home in Cross Estate, his rightful home" he finally concluded. Chelsea saw his point of view. But she was concerned about the wellbeing of Derek. "But moving him in his state, don't you think it'll be a bit risky?" she asked. Dylan turned to her and smile
Swindling The Devilish Mafia Don Chapter 113 - The Ex-wife and Mother Arrives
Chelsea had never seen someone so authoritative and defiant as the woman before her. As Joyce had rightly said, Clara was a crazy woman indeed. She had no respect whatsoever for Joyce's age or position. She simply spoke to her like they were mates, or worse, like she owned Joyce. "I said, where is my son?" she asked again, her tone becoming more impatient and infuriating. "Madam, please can you lower your tone? You'll disturb the patients in other rooms" one of the hospital's security personnel said to her. She turned around sharply and shot the man a mean stare. "Don't you dare open your mouth to utter a word while I'm talking. I can wreck your life in less than a minute. All it'll take is one call" she said in a threatening tone. Joyce chuckled. "You still haven't changed, have you, Clara?" she asked rhetorically. "Still being boss, still threatening, still thinking you can pull all the strings you want. You think of yourself as the princess of Miami" she added with a sad smile
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Clara opened her eyes and met Dylan's cold stare. She could see the steam from the nose if the pistol. Her ears still whirred a little. She turned slowly and saw a hole in the space beside he head on the chair she sat on. A bullet was embedded in it. A real bullet! He had deliberately missed her head. Even so, this was unexpected. Did he really just shoot at her? "Is that supposed to scare me?" she mustered up the courage to say. Dylan smiled. "It wasn't meant to scare you. It was simply meant to warn you. My patience is simply a thread. And like all threads, it runs out. I'd hate for you to be the person who makes the last pull" he said calmly. He was so calm that it sounded too dark and evil. Clara knew it was best not to provoke him further. She was already aware that he didn't love her anymore. All he had for her was just out of regard for her being Derek's biological mother. That aside, she was just like any other lady in his eyes. She knew how bad he was when he snapped. Sh
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Dylan and Chelsea laughed and discussed as they ate and drank, occasionally having their little disagreements and fights until one conceded to the other, of course always Dylan. He knew Chelsea would never accept defeat. So if he didn't, the argument would continue. He wasn't ready for that. After much pleasant talks and exchange of passionate words, Dylan felt it was time to do the deed. If he didn't do it now, the date would drag on for long and Chelsea would grow even more suspicious. He had to quell her curiosity now while still stalling for time so the assassin would make his move. Just as he reached into his inner coat pocket, they heard a loud sound. Bang! It was a gun shot. If Dylan heard well, it was a sniper. That was it! The assassin had taken the bait. He stood up abruptly, much to the confusion of Chelsea. His hand dropped the ring case and took hold of his phone instead. He brought it out and immediately dialed Victor. "Vic" he spoke into the phone. "Already on it,
