CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED ALEXANDER I kept checking my wristwatch after Sally left. What type of press was that? Why was she taking so long in there? I wanted to go check up on her, but I decided to cut myself some slack. I could no longer eat my food. I kept stirring my food around, and I ended up not eating anything from my plate anymore. I decided to check up on Sally since she wasn't back yet, and there was no sign of her coming out of the convenience. I was close enough to the female restroom when I heard her whimpering and wincing softly from outside. I rushed in, only to meet a man tearing her clothes. I pounced on him and began punching him hard, while Sally stayed back watching us and crying. I punched the man so hard that he began to bleed badly. Sally hugged me from behind and began to sob."Alex, please," she pleaded with me. She pulled me up, and I decided to listen to her and just let the man go, even though I felt like killing him at that point. "Take me home," Sally
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONEALEXANDER The next day, Sally and I had breakfast together with Beverly. She seemed to have gotten over what happened. Surprisingly, the breakfast was peaceful. It wasn't always that way. Beverly didn't try to get on Sally's toes as usual, and neither did the two compete against each other. In fact, we ate quietly, and I drove Sally to work afterwards. I bade her goodbye before going to work. When I got to my office, I called Clinton and told him about the man who tried to force himself on Sally. I called in an artiste to quickly sketch him while I described him. I handed the drawing over to Clinton. It was perfect since the artists did a very good job in the drawing. "I want you to make inquiries about him and tell me everything you found out.""Yes, sir," he responded and walked away with the picture.I went back to work, completely forgetting about the fact that I had asked Clinton to get information about the man. I was still busy with work when I
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWOBEVERLYI stood by the window watching Alex and Sally as they left the house happily. He even opened the door for her to get in, and he drove her himself. I folded my fist and watched them in anger as they drove out of the compound. I was pissed. Seeing them happy and together was so annoying. I walked back to the couch and sat there with my fingers placed on my jaw. "Are they putting up a show for me to see?" I questioned myself. My spy always told me about how they fought and kept malice before I came into this house. They seem to be getting closer recently. They even came home together, and Alex stayed in Sally's room for a long time last night."Are they falling in love already?" I asked and gasped. What if they were already in love? I stood up to my feet and began to pace the sitting room. I wouldn't let that happen. There must be a way to separate them. While I was pacing my sitting room, my phone began to ring, and I quickly picked up the phon
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREEALEXANDER I walked into the police station prior to the call from the officers. The police officer handling my case was there to receive me. There were two other officers in the room as we settled. "We found something interesting about the accident that we think you would like to see. It would also help.""Tell me about it," I requested. They played a video on their system for me to see. A middle-aged man was seen returning a truck to a shop where trucks were hired. It wasn't a large shop. A small shop where about two other small vehicles are parked. "Who is the owner of this shop?" I asked them."He's a middle-class man. He feeds his family through driving trucks and vehicles. I feel like he hires them sometimes, too, just to get extra money."I sighed deeply and sat up. "The truck driver hired this truck on that same day of the accident, " the officer told me. "So, what do you think?" I asked him. "He was paid to kill Sally, and you saved her in
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FOURSALLY I watched the press conference from my office. Tears pilled up in my eyes, but I didn't let any of it drop down. I kept holding them back in. I saw how difficult it was for Alex, yet he still went ahead to do it. After he was done, I picked up my phone and dialled his number. I wanted to be the first person to talk to him after the press conference. Luckily, he picked up immediately after I called. "My love," he called. I blushed because he had never referred to me as that before. His voice came out very weak. I could tell how sad he was from the way he spoke. "How are you doing?" I asked Alex. "I am doing very well, Sally," he responded. "At least, I am glad to have taken this off my chest. It feels so good."I smiled deeply. "I am ready to take whatever consequences that come with it. I hope that everything will fall in place soon."After ending the call, I decided to go back to work. I signed and prepared a few documents before being call
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIVE MR GRANDE WILLIAMSI climbed down my helicopter, and my guards were ready to pick me up. They escorted me to my limousine and drove me straight home.We walked out of the car, and I was escorted into the house. I noticed their moof from the airport to the house. They were all moody, and they didn't say anything throughout the trip. It was as though they had something to say, but none of them wanted to say it. I wanted to ask them why the fuck they were acting that way, but I decided to let it be since I was also not in the mood. As we walked into the house together and my guards carried my luggage. I noticed one of the guards pacing the sitting room. He stopped immediately when he sighted me. He was sweating profusely.I changed my mind about going straight to my room to get some rest, as had planned. I walked towards my guard and stood in front of him with a questioning glare. "What is going on?" I demanded. His hands and feet were wobbling as he ap
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXSALLYI sat on the couch opposite the driver, who was now seated in my sitting room. My guards were in a corner of the sitting room watching us while pretending they weren't watching. I fixed my gaze on the driver as the maids set his glass and turned wine into the glass. He was staring at me through the corner of his eyes. I was clearly aware of that, yet I didn't shift my gaze from him for a second.He picked up the glass of wine after the maids left and faced me fully. "I hope you didn't poison this?" He asked me. I smiled and shook my head. "I still want the police to get hold of you," I replied plainly. "Are they on their way already?" He asked me. I shook my head in a very slow motion and without blinking for a second. "Why are you suddenly here after disappearing for a month?" I asked him. His eyes widened, and I narrowed my eyes at him. "Is it one month already?" He asked. "Time flies, really quick, and I do not keep record. "There was a p
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENALEXANDER I scoffed. It was unbelievable that my dad would do such a thing. Why would he want to kill Sally. I turned to her, and from the way she kept blinking in shock, it seemed as though she already believed that my dad truly hired assassins to get rid of her. I held Sally's hands and looked straight into her eyes. A drop of tears escaped her left eyes, and she wiped it away immediately, lowering her face to her shoulder. "Tell me you don't believe what he just said."Her hands gradually slipped away from mine. I shook my head continuously before turning to the truck driver. "Please tell her the truth," I pleaded with him. "Tell us the truth.""I am telling the truth," he insisted. "I swear it. He was so scared that Sally would sue him and bring him down. That was why he wanted to get rid of her."I placed my hand on my head and ran my hands through my hair. It was now making sense to me. I recalled that the court case between my dad and Sally happ