All Chapters of Alex Seclair: Master of Vengeance : Chapter 11
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A fatal rescue
He took a step forward, his voice calm but edged with iron. “How much?” Clint turned to him, confused. What?” “How much does he owe you?” Carlos repeated, his eyes boring into Clint’s. “Name your price.” The room fell into stunned silence. Charles and Anita gaped at Carlos, their son frozen in wide-eyed wonder. Dre, still seated at their table, leaned back slowly, recognizing the shift in Carlos’s energy. But after a moment of abrupt silence, Clint threw his head back and laughed with a deep, mocking sound. “You? Pay me? Don’t make me laugh, boy. Do you even know how much you’re talking about?” “Try me.” Carlos said, his lips curling into a faint, daring smile. “Oh, this is rich,” Clint said between laughs. “Charles owes me a total of $15.8 million. With interest. You look like someone who can’t afford a decent shirt, let alone millions. And now you’re talking about clearing his debt?” “And you dare talk about upgrading this dingy place? Boy, you’d be lucky t
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He glanced at the modest restaurant sign again. Charles, Anita, and their son had entered his path in the most unexpected way.“Maybe this is fate,”he thought. “Maybe I was meant to meet them” As the crowd thinned, Carlos handed Charles a sleek black business card embossed with his contact details—something he’d rarely given out since stepping into a more low-key lifestyle.“If you ever need anything,don’t hesitate to call me.”Carlos said, his tone calm but sincere.“Thank you sir.” Charles , taken aback by the gesture. Before he could respond, a shrill cry pierced the night.“Jay!”Anita screamed Carlos spun around. Their young son Jay, who had been quietly playing near the doorway, suddenly slumped to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut. His small body convulsed briefly before going terrifyingly still.Anita dropped to her knees, shaking him desperately.“Jay! Jay, baby, open your eyes!”Panic spread like wildfire. Charles froze
Reward and compassion
Carlos stepped back slightly, leaning against the wall. His heart was pounding from a strange mix of grief and purpose. “You okay?” Dre asked quietly. Carlos gave a faint smile. “Yeah. Just… thinking.” “I heard what you did,” Dre said, shaking his head. “You really are something else, Carlos. First Clint, now this? People don’t do what you did. Not anymore.” “That wasn’t for any recognition. I did it because someone should.” Carlos said with a faint smile. After hours passed, the Doctor returned, this time with a bright smile. “He’s stable,” he announced. “The operation went smoothly. With proper follow-up, he’ll make a full recovery.” Anita fell to her knees in gratitude. Charles helped her up, his own eyes already pale from the tears. They both turned to Carlos, almost overwhelmed by his presence. “Carlos,” Anita whispered, “you’re… you’re like an angel sent to us.” Carlos shook his head gently. “No angels. Just people helping people” “Just before I
The heir revealed
The cab finally turned into a lonely street, its lamps flickering occasionally. Carlos leaned forward “Here’s good. I’ll walk the rest of the way.” Charles frowned. “You sure? It’s pretty deserted.” “Yeah. I’ll be fine.” They exchanged a firm handshake. “Thank you again, Carlos,” Charles said sincerely. “I’ll never forget what you did for my family.” “Take care of them,” Carlos replied. As Charles drove off, Carlos tucked his hands into his pockets and started down the empty stretch. That’s when the sound hit—a faint shuffle behind him. Then another. As he sensed the presence of the unknown, his pace slowed. From the darkness of the alleyways, ten armed men emerged, forming a circle around him. Some men stood blocking the frontline of the route and the others behind while he turned back to notice . Knives, bats, and steel pipes gleamed under the weak light. “Well, well,” a familiar raspy voice rang out. Carlos turned his head slightly. A broad-shouldered m
Shadows and denial
Carlos’s breath came in uneven waves as the masked ninjas and Bruce looked at him with reverence, awaiting his response. Every instinct told him to run. “Stop,” he finally said, his voice hardening. “All of you. Whatever this is… whoever you think I am—stay away from me.” Bruce’s brows twitched, but he kept his composure. “My lord—” “I said stay away!” Carlos barked. The power in his tone startled even himself. “I’m not your lord, I’m not your heir, and I want no part in this. Not now… not ever.” His words sliced through the reverent silence. The masked ninjas exchanged brief, concerned glances but didn’t move. Bruce’s expression remained steady, though a flicker of understanding passed through his eyes. “As you wish,” Bruce finally said, bowing respectfully. They had watched him falter away in the dash of minutes. And the minute he left, Bruce got up from his kowtowing point and watched him for a while as he continued to walk afar off. But none of the men h
The garden and the council
The night was deep and silent, the city’s distant hum faint beneath the veil of darkness.He found himself standing in the middle of a vast, breathtaking garden. The air was crisp, scented with blooming roses and lilies. A golden sun hung high in the sky, its rays bathing the entire landscape in a warm, celestial glow. The wind swept across the wide field of green, making the petals dance like waves on an emerald sea and brushing across his face.For the first time in a long while, Carlos felt an overwhelming sense of serenity. His heart—usually weighed down by confusion and the chaos of his recent discoveries—was light. He stretched his arms out, letting the breeze kiss his skin. He closed his eyes, showing his face to the sun and savoring the moment of peace.When he opened them again, two figures stood before him.A tall, distinguished man, older but with an uncanny resemblance to Carlos—same sharp eyes, same firm jawline, but tempered with wisdom a
Lily Evans
The morning light seeped through the half-drawn curtains of Carlos’s room, but sleep had long abandoned him. The night’s dream still lingered like smoke after a fire—the burning garden, the armies, the sword that nearly pierced his chest. He had tossed and turned, replaying every moment until dawn finally broke through.By the time the clock struck 7:45 a.m., Carlos was already up, showered, and dressed. His movements were sharper, more deliberate than before. Everything that had happened over the last few days—the fight at the alley, the revelation of his identity, the dream—had woven a quiet determination inside him. There was no running from this anymore.But before he could face the weightier matter of visiting Grace, his mother’s younger sister—the only living family he had left,he was finally going to buy himself a new iPhone.Charles had gladly agreed to pick him up from his place at the earliest hour of the morning at just a phone call from himThe Apple Gadg
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“I don’t see your boyfriend around. Where’s he hiding?”It was an innocent observation, but Andrea took it like a slap.Her eyes flared.“Excuse me? You think Axel would ever waste his time following me around like you?”Her voice rose just enough to draw a few nearby stares again. She stepped closer, tilting her head in mock amusement.“You must have grown bold to even imagine that a man like him would be anything like you. Remember why I dumped you, Carlos? Because you were trash. Lower than the average guy who works five jobs just to scrape a living for himself and his broke family.”Her words cut like shards of glass, and several customers around gasped softly. Carlos smiled. His face remained smooth, calm, and almost unreadable, like a lake untouched by the storm raging in front of him.And that calmness… shook Andrea to her core.What happened to him? she wondered, almost involuntarily.Physically, the transformation was obvio
“Miss Andrea, you relationship has officially ended”
Carlos felt an unusual warmth course through him as he stepped out of the Apple Plaza store, the sleek paper bags swinging lightly from his fingers. For the first time in months, he felt… content. The silver gleam of his brand-new iPhone 17 Pro Max caught the afternoon light as he turned it in his hand. The smooth glass and metal design reflected his face — sharper, calmer, more assured than the man who once had nothing but resentment and grief for company.He slid into the back seat where Charles new cab is backed at the waiting area outside the store to unbox the device, syncing it effortlessly with the rest of his new gadgets. A small smile crept across his lips as he powered it on. The screen glowed brightly — his reflection merging with the device’s brilliance and for a brief second, he felt like he was looking at a new beginning.“Finally,” he murmured, swiping through the setup screen.“I can see you are happy with your new purchase sir.” Charles said, observ
The expected deploy
He had caught the slight tremble in her hands, the way she clutched the hem of her blouse and avoided his gaze. There was something deeply wrong and she was clearly hiding it.When he asked what was going on, she had only forced another strained smile and whispered,“I’ll be fine, Mr. Carlos. It’s… nothing I can’t handle.”Carlos waited for her to say more, but when she turned away to attend to a pile of receipts with shaking fingers, he knew she wasn’t going to open up.His brow furrowed. Why’s she pretending everything’s fine when she’s clearly breaking inside?Without saying another word, he took a few steps back from the counter, scanning the reception area until he spotted one of her co-workers — a young woman with auburn hair and anxious eyes, standing near the far end of the counter, pretending to arrange display tablets.Carlos approached her quietly.“Hey, excuse me,” he began, his voice steady but firm. “You work here, right? You’re close with L