All Chapters of Achilles: The Warlord Emperor: Chapter 41
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41: “Thank You All For Your Time”
Star didn't know Gabrielle kept in detail Achilles' esteemed contribution to the Haydens, at least the ones she could recall.Gabrielle’s cheeks were brimming with a smug knowing that her words had them frozen in dumbstruck.It would have been much easier to confront her if she were an adult but those words coming from a little girl made it more humiliating and shocking.They couldn't deny her accusations either ‘cause she was right there when Achilles’ humiliation was sponsored by them.“For eight years, Mum, you did the unthinkable, the unbelievable, the despicable!”Gabrielle’s eyes turned redder as the past events flashed before her face. Her heart tugged with an uncontained displeasure.Achilles mightn't be present due to circumstances, but Gabrielle took it upon herself to be his voice, eyes, and ears in Hayden’s household.Without hesitation, Gabrielle dished out more bombshells, “You deceived him, stole from him, had him care for you when he wasn't really your husband. You sch
42: “Not My Daughter”
Eunice stared at her phone to get a glance at the time. The silence at the dining table was sickening as the last thing they heard was the majestic catwalk of Gabrielle back to her room.She cursed in silence, ‘Shit! It's almost 10 PM!’She stood and stormed out of the house without a glance at Star and Felix. From her straightened face, it looked as if she hadn't gotten out of the building; she could fall sick.Star flashed an inquiring glance at her mother but decided not to engage her on where she was headed. She feared that it could trigger a new brawl that would stretch into midnight.On the street, Eunice swiped through her inbox and realized a message had been sent over an hour ago, but she didn't take notice because of Gabrielle’s unprecedented episodes.[Not the usual spot. Venue changed: Chivita Stanford Hotels and Suites. When you arrive, you know what to do]Star’s eyebrows furrowed towards Felix but he was buying it. He already knew why she was glancing at him after her m
43: A Glimpse From The Past
With those words, Star refilled her wine glass after doing justice to the first shot. She ran a finger through her hair before finding a lounge chair to rest her unsettled waist.Eunice had married Richard Hayden for the prospect of him becoming the next big thing in Britain.He made his first few successes in businesses early in their marriage but things started falling apart when he fell prey to a fraudulent client who duped him without mercy.The Haydens hadn't been able to recover from that heavy loss, which altered the life trajectory of both Richard and Eunice.The women glanced at Eunice with unknowing glances. They were still blind to what Gabrielle did that made her restless.Lydia, the fourth woman in the room, decided to shift the train of conversation, “You know the drill. We changed venues for security reasons and using the usual spot would pose more risks.”Eunice nodded in affirmation. In the past years, they had held their discreet meetings at over a hundred meeting ve
44: Eunice's Shades
Victoria and Lucia clicked their tongues with sinister smirks curled across their cheeks.They loved how Eunice and Lydia haven't lost their touch of venom, especially during times when eyebrows are raised on transactions.They believed there was no way an investigator would tail them on their illegal business transactions and not have their heads on the platter.Victoria winked at Eunice and Lydia, and a knowing smile consumed their faces. They have been together for decades and a mere stare would signal thousands of words.Victoria leaned further, her feet elegantly crossed. “Unknown to the investigator, while he was spying on my clients who brought in the products, my positioned team caught a glimpse of his snooping.”Eunice and Lydia’s eyelids blinked with curiosity. It was the first they'd learn of such. Most of the murdered investigators weren't detected while the business was ongoing.“Due to how complex business has become in the past months. We had to hire a team of skilled a
45: Blackmail
Back to the undisclosed penthouse where Achilles and the faithfuls were situated in mapping out plans on exposing the powerful cartel.For over an hour, Achilles had fed the faithfuls' curiosity by indulging in an advanced conversation about Mr. Montoya.Through Achilles, they got to know what the Prime Minister revealed about his older brother, Johnson, Brentford, and all the brothers' power tussles that unfolded.The possible suspect in the Prime Minister's assassination plot was taking the shape of Mr. Montoya alongside his second wife’s possible involvement in the illegal market transactions.Achilles chimed in, influencing their undivided attention, “If Mr. Montoya is involved in the assassination plots against the Prime Minister while his wife corrupts the market system with inferior products while obtaining the originals then we have a challenging adventure before us.”Achilles walked through the intrigued faces before him. “However, we must have a proactive mindset and not dra
46: Twisted Events
Achilles crossed his arms with calm exhalation, analyzing Brig. Stone’s epistle on the latest development.His eyelids slowly lowered trying to solve the puzzle laced with the murder of the female staff member.Achilles believed that still working from the shadows had enabled him to uncover certain secrets about the cartel and his enterprises.Brig. Beauty’s expression reeked of uncertainty as she engaged Brig. Stones, “Did the shot officer survive?” She took a quick eye check on him. “Hope you weren't hurt in the process?”Brig. Scott retorted with an amused gesture, “You’ve suddenly forgotten George is a trained military personnel? None of the police officers can match his field expertise.”Brig. Scott was taken aback within seconds and let out a knowing sigh. “ Haha. I can't believe I explained that to a fellow military personnel.”Brig. Beauty tutted her lips with a teasing stare. Margaret parted her lips but swallowed back her words. She couldn't let out the chuckle in her gut du
47: Unfolding Drama
Those thick questions resounded in their heads. While they were busy making teasers, Achilles had thought broadly on the unfolding event in search of inward answers.Achilles cleared his throat. “Those questions are awakening signals not for you to answer. I'll save you all the long thought and break the news.”The Faithful’s heads nodded with gripping curiosity, so far working alongside the warlord had afforded them the privilege to come to terms with his swift adaptation to life issues.“Whosoever the top players are, I must admit they were smart to have placed an insider in A and H Luxury, whom the blackmailed girl would likely not know about.”“This insider who’s a mole has a sole duty of monitoring the girl’s operations on the discreet job and reports directly to them with any information.”Achilles' countenance flushed with mixed emotions. “They didn't trust the girl, given the fact that she was blackmailed into executing their plot. They feared she could snitch and the only sma
48: “I'll Take It On”
The Faithfuls gave unsettled stares among themselves with deep concern about the unfolding dramas. Their minds getting in touch with Brig. Beauty's lamentation.When they were still unraveling the dynamics that played out in the flash drive retrieval. Boom! Another one was already underway.For a few seconds, their eyelids blinked in slight confusion. Brig. Beauty hadn't mentioned the part of the investigator being her younger sister's fiancè.The Faithful can't begin to imagine how messy things would turn out if anything menacing were to befall him. Brig. Scott mouthed, his facial expression exuding courage, “Honey, where's his location?”Brig. Beauty, despite being a military personnel, the worrying thought of her younger sister feeling shattered if her fiancè got killed didn't stay off her gut.She had discreetly contacted him due to his impressive investigative portfolio over the years and believed he was the right man to get results in a short while.The thought that her younger
49: “Already Too Late”
When Achilles was about to indulge him, he heard a gunshot from the call, and scattered screams erupted on the street. Within seconds the call abruptly ended.Conflicting thoughts thrust through Achilles' mind while he spoke out loud still pacing towards the location:“Has he been shot? For certain they had closed in on him. Shit!”Apparently, the investigator managed to escape his apartment through the back door but had been doggedly chased by the assassins.His fiancée, Brig. Beauty’s young sister could have been killed already if she had paid him a night visit like she promised earlier. As events turned out, she called in an hour ago with a plea to make it late to his apartment.Apparently, the heard gunshot was deliberately aimed above to stir a disarray. The three assassins needed a clear sight in executing their job, and that would be difficult if they kept losing him.The investigator had been able to stay alive since the pursuit began by using people on the street as a shield
50: “You Talk Too Much”
“Huh? What the fuck!? Did someone just distort my excitement for the night?”The gang leader spat, veins thrusting through his forehead as he flashed the investigator a dead glare.He muttered to the investigator, his words dripped with whispers of threats, “The distraction would only take a few seconds. Be assured, you'd surely die on this ground tonight.”The gang leader held tight on the sword’s handle from moving further to the victim’s neck then turned toward where the voice oozed from.The other two assassins did the same, darting their eyes with menace to know who had been the effrontery of spilling those prohibited words.The major reason the gang leader shot to the sky was to ensure no one videotaped or recorded the slaughter scene when the assassination began.They wouldn't imagine there was a soul in Liverpool who would dare halt their execution plan.They had a glance at a masculine figure standing unfazed in his silhouette. Despite not grasping a clearer view of his attir