All Chapters of The War God’s Return: Chapter 171
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Chapter 170: The Vistor
Eliana*The previous day*There was a knock at the door, it was not frantic nor was it impatient.It was precise.Three firm raps against the door, spaced evenly apart, like whoever stood on the other side was familiar with the residents of this house. I stood in the hallway, trying to figure out if I was expecting anyone, or if Pearl ever mentioned anything about a guest today. Damian wasn’t home and the house was quiet in that late-afternoon way that makes every sound feel amplified. The clock ticking in the living room, the faint hum of the refrigerator and my own breathing. The knock came again, controlled and louder this time. I don’t know why my stomach tightened before I even reached the door. Instinct, maybe. Or the simple truth that having this peaceful moment for a long period of time didn’t seem right. I unlocked the door and pulled it open, an unfamiliar face stared back at me. I paused for a while and waited for him to speak. Instead, he stood there like a man accus
Chapter 171: Rejection
Xavier After Damian left, I decided it was time to arrange the room and finally settle in, I let out a deep breath as I finished arranging my stuff in the room. It was weird, feeling a sense of relief at unpacking here, at Damian's place. But it was true, I wasn't going back home, at least not now. Not until I figured things out with my parents.As I looked around the room, I felt a sense of accomplishment. I'd managed to unpack and tidy up in perfect time. But as I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I winced. My eyes were still very red and my face so puffy from crying. I needed a shower, badly.I stripped off my clothes, dropping them on the floor, and stepped into the bathroom. The cool tiles felt good under my feet as I turned on the shower. The water was cold at first, but I didn't flinch. I just stood there, letting it wash over me, trying to wash away the stress and anxiety of the day.As the water warmed up, I felt my muscles start to relax. I closed my eyes, letti
Chapter 172: Nightmares and Memories
Eliana I fell asleep, my body was exhausted, but my mind wouldn’t stop racing. Rostella's words kept echoing in my head, like a bad song stuck on repeat. "Well, well, well, long time no see." And “brace yourselves for what’s coming your way” Her voice was like nails on a chalkboard, making my skin crawl.She always scared me for some reason.The lucid dream started innocently enough and I was back at the mall, walking through the crowded corridors, the sound of laughter and chatter filling the air. But as I turned a corner, the sounds faded, and an eerie silence fell over the place. The lights flickered, casting long shadows on the walls.I tried to run, but my feet felt heavy, like they were stuck in place. Rostella appeared in front of me immediately, her eyes shining with a lot intensity. She was smiling, a twisted, cruel smile that made my blood run cold."You're just as weak as you were back then," she sneered, her voice dripping with hatred. "You must think you're safe, but yo
Chapter 173: Big Baby
XavierI got to work the next morning, quiet and completely unbothered by whatever it was happening around me. Walking past the busy reception, I hurried into my office and dropped into my chair. I was so glad that receptionist had finally toned down her hypocrisy, she only nodded greetings at me now, and I was very grateful for that.The work I had abandoned yesterday stared right into my face, pleading to be attended to. “Ugh.. leave me alone.” I muttered under my breath as I pushed the folder of papers further away. My door pushed open and a familiar scent filled the air, I looked up from my phone screen, reluctantly. “Well good morning Mr. Montclair..” her screeching voice scratched my ears in an annoying way. Rubbing my forefinger against my earlobe, I tilted my head to the side in irritation. It was the receptionist, what did she want now? Eliot wasn’t even in the office.“Good morning. Aren’t you supposed to be at your desk?” I asked and she rolled her eyes. “Can you just
Chapter 174: Union
Xavier The next two workdays went by quickly. Eliot wasn’t being a pain in the ass that much even though I could barely concentrate because all my mind wanted to think about was the kiss with Pearl. She had been avoiding me since it happened, and honestly, I was too nervous to face her, so I low-key made sure our paths didn’t cross for those two days.The day for the family dinner finally came, and I reluctantly got out of my bed as the evening approached, my eyes foggy with sleep. It was the weekend, and I hated that I was using it to attend Eliot’s family dinner instead of rotting in bed all evening.I stretched and yawned as I walked towards the closet to pick out an outfit; it had to be something casual. I didn’t think Eliot would want me to wear a suit and tie to his family dinner. After a few minutes of searching, I quickly picked out a pair of baggy trousers and a black shirt.Just as I was about to walk into the bathroom, there was a knock on the door, and I narrowed my eyes
Chapter 175: Family Dinner
Xavier I got to Eliot’s mansion about thirty minutes later than the time on the invitation, partly because I left Damian’s place late and because I spent fifteen minutes trying to convince the estate security that I worked for him after leaving my work ID card at home. Luckily for me, I ran into one of the staff, James from finance, who was able to convince them I was his colleague.“Thanks, James. I owe you one.” I said to him as we parted ways as soon as we crossed the gates.The guests were still arriving when I finally got in, so I guessed I wasn’t as late as I thought I was. As I glanced around, taking in the whole thing, I realized Pearl was absolutely right; everyone was dressed in a suit and tie but in a flashy way with their significant others clad in the fanciest dinner dress ever. I wished I could have brought Pearl along, but that would have ruined our plans. “So this is the world of businessmen," I muttered. I thought about my father and hoped he wasn’t invited to thi
Chapter 176: Drugs and Drunkenness
Xavier Soon it was time for the private dinner, although my growing impatience made it feel like it would never happen. After seeing Preston, I refused to leave that hallway for no particular reason, or maybe some part of me didn’t want to run into him again, scared that he might actually notice me. I took a deep breath as I sipped my second glass of champagne for that evening; a waiter had served it to me earlier, and I wondered why they were serving even in the hallways. It must suck to be a waiter. I leaned on the wall, a hand in my pocket while the other hand held on to the glass like it was a lifeline. Immediately a stout young man walked up to me, his expression unreadable, and I thought it was a crime to stand around in someone else’s hallway. "Mr. Xavier Montclair, am I right?” He announced, and I nodded as I realized the time I’d been waiting for had finally come. “Please come with me; Sir Carson requires your presence at a private dinner.” He explained, his voice firm.
Chapter 177: Threatened
Xavier The rest of the so called dinner went by with them just passing drugs arounds. Each man arrived with their own special drug and they all took turns taking it. I’d never seen anything like it.Each time something was passed to me, I passed it on to the next person, no hesitation but what baffled me the most was the fact that they weren’t in the slightest way intoxicated. They all looked like they were still in their right minds and I wondered how long they’ve all been into to for them to have such tolerance.“I hope you’re not bored.” Eliot asked, clearing his throat from the smoke of the cigarette in his hand.“Not at all sir.” I replied, a wry smile on my face. I couldn’t wait for the dinner to be over, I just wanted to be away from him and everyone else in the room.I knew Damian would relish such massive information and I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face while I narrated it to him. About ten minutes later, the men began to pick their phones from the table and take
Chapter 178: To Be Loved
XavierI pulled out a chair and took it to the middle of the office so everyone could get a clear view of my face and the expressions I was about to convey. My eyes moved from Damian and Victor, who were by the desk, to Pearl and Eliana, who were sitting on the armchair by the wall.All their faces were etched with unmistakable seriousness, and as I took a deep breath, clearing my throat, they all leaned in.“The family dinner was just a disguise for a drug party. Hard drugs, actual cocaine.” I dropped, and Eliana’s eyes widened while the others stayed calm.Pearl looked completely unfazed like that was exactly what she was expecting to hear.“You’re going to have to give us a better explanation than that.” Damian said, his voice firm. I took a deep breath, narrating everything to them from my arrival to being invited to the private dinner, how I got there, Preston, and how I finally got out of there, not forgetting to mention Eliot’s threats. They all listened keenly, their express
Chapter 179: Spilled Secrets
XavierI woke up to the morning sun peeking through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the bed, inevitably also on my face. And there she was, sleeping peacefully beside me, her chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. My heart skipped a beat as I took in the sight of Pearl, the tough and feisty Pearl, looked vulnerable and calm, her features perfectly softened by sleep.“God she’s beautiful.” I whispered softly so I wouldn’t wake her up. I didn’t want to disrupt the perfect sight before me.I couldn't help but stare at her and my admiration grew by the minute. We'd stayed up talking about everything and nothing, our conversation flowing easily, like we'd known each other forever. And somehow, she'd fallen asleep before she could make it back to her room. Not like I would have even let her go if she mentioned it, I wanted her by my side at all times if possible. I smiled, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me.As I gazed at her, I felt a strong urge to touch her,