Cersei got to a 3-star pub, one that she hoped no one would recognize her in. She had worn the cap over her hair to stop people from getting curious about her because there were barely any people in the country with red hair like hers."I'd like a cocktail, please," Cersei said, dropping a few dollar notes on the table.She was served a cocktail and remained sitting at the bar counter.The noise on the pub made her doubt the fact that it was a 3 star pub, "What's all the noise about," She growled, asking rhetorically,"Men come here to gamble and talk about dirty businesses, and it sometimes results in a lot of noise." Answered a man who, seconds after recognizing her, joined her at the bar counter.Cersei hissed, absentmindedly, "That's no excuse for all this noise, and when on this planet do pubs turn to gamble sites?" She narrowed her eyes, requesting a refill on her cocktail."If the police enter a Catholic church in search of drug dealers, the majority wouldn't check the priest,

Brandon drove Cersei back to the pub, where she got into her car and drove to Ethan's estate.She briskly walked into the mansion; there was barely anyone in sight, and she was grateful that she prioritized herself for once and left the estate to clear her mind. "It was worth it." She muttered.She got to her room and climbed into her bed—Cersei fell asleep almost immediately after her body touched the soft mattress.Unknowingly to her, the second she arrived at the house, she had eyes watching. Meanwhile, Xavier had purchased a penthouse some days ago just a few houses away from Ethan's estate; it was expensive, but he wanted to be close without being close.He successful engagement with Elia had pulled off just the way he expected.Xavier intentionally outdid himself because he wanted to impress Elia, whether or not he put in effort, he knew she was going to accept the proposal.Xavier's thoughts were soon interrupted by a knock on the door, "Sir, there's someone here to see you."

"Who are you, and who sent you?" Xavier said, acting though, pretending like he was not frightened by their weapon."Do you have so many enemies that you do not know who would send men to your wedding?" The leader of the gang asked,As they talked, Ethan was trying to find another alternative for a weapon because if perhaps by chance they needed to get out of here, they'd need to fight their way out because Antonio and his boys had been handled."Well, how else will I know that people are scared of my progress so much that they sent men to my wedding day? I mean, it's hilarious," Xavier laughed, causing most of the spectators to frown, terrified, wondering if this was a matter to joke around with."Please, if you have a problem with the groom, let the rest of us go." A lady in her mid-fifties said. She's the vice president of D&D groups, the company that Ethan had just signed a good deal with."Oh, young lady. You should be here to watch as I massacre this family in front of you." The

1 month later,There's been no sign from Cersei and no call from those who have her captive."Why is Antonio in this meeting?" Xavier asked, frowning.Ethan, Antonio, and Xavier were all in Ethan's office. Since it's been one month since Cersei was kidnapped and still there's been no word from her, Ethan couldn't keep relying on the police and the information he had tried to get."Unfortunately, Xavier, those who have my sister seem to have stronger intel than we do." He paused."Since we've gotten no word from them, I suspect that they have plans that they need time to hatch while I'm here, waiting for you to give me the Martinez heirloom," Ethan said, causing Xavier to chuckle softly."About that, I have good news," Xavier said, smiling sheepishly."Share this information with us, Xavier; we're eager to hear it," Ethan said, looking directly into Xavier's eyes."Well, Elia has a fertile womb. She's pregnant." Xavier said, waiting to get a reaction from Ethan but instead getting a no

"How long did it take you guys to come up with this?" Ethan asked but got no response."You've got an almost perfect plan of how you could own the Martinez Empire, don't you?""In a few hours, it won't be called the Martinez Empire," Xavier muttered."There's no longer an empire to start with. His father died with the real deal, and this is just a child trying to pick up the pieces," Alexander said. Ethan turned to Elia, who winked at him, sending a signal. "It's a shame, Xavier. It's a real shame, Mr. Alexander, that your plan wouldn't fall through the way you had thought of it." Brandon immediately frowned, furrowing his brows. "What are you saying?" He asked, quietly,"Outside the walls, I have men that I can trust...""You mean Antonio and his gang?" Xavier laughed."Yes, Antonio and the Nelson gang," Ethan smirked. "You see, all this while I have been missing what is in front of me, but now I see." "It doesn't matter; we came prepared, and we have Cersei. That gives us an adva