"What are you talking about, Dad?" Richard raised a brow.Alejandro Carlson walked around the room in slow steps, his thoughts swirling around the entire situation.His head titled slightly taking a contemplative stance."Amara's ex-husband appearance out of the spur of the moment at Titan Medics couldn't be a mere coincidence.." He paused, and raised his head glancing at his son. "..he came there because he was aware of the entire thing."Richard was still trying to understand where his father was driving at."He was brought in as the superior investigator." "That's the point!" Alejandro snapped. "He's not even supposed to be there in the first place. A construction worker playing Investigator? That's not adding up." He shook his head, "except Elias is not who we thought he really was. Maybe he's someone more than what we see." Silence stretched shortly before Richard let out a sharp skeptical laughter."Dad, this man is a dead weight. Amara..""Use your head, Richard!" Alejandro

"Don't be dumb, son!" Alejandro snapped, one finger jabbed at his own side temple. "Think! Elias appears everywhere you go like ghost. It weren't Coincidences. It was timing. It was planned. He knew you were going to be there. He is not an ordinary person!" Silence settled in the room but the tension spiked to the roof.Richard didn't speak outrightly, but his thoughts did, reeling about everything till something clicked.His eyes widened slightly. His voice cracked as he said,"So...he had been the one helping his wife, and he kept the secret away from her? But why will he keep it away from her?" "Now you're thinking! We shouldn't be concerned about his reason." Alejandro flicked his finger. "We need to find him as soon as possible. We'll discuss with him, if we are able to convince him, we would be about to bring him on our side. We need him. He's the only hope to bring our family business back to afloat.."Richard shook his head frantically. The more he wanted to believe Elias w

At the toppest floor of the Morreti Conglomerate, Bianca sat on her enormous leather chair of authority, unaware of the danger closing in on her.The man stepped in, tall, broad-shouldered with an expression that was too rigid to harbour a friendly smile, the white suit fitted him like a second skin worn over flesh and threat.Bianca looked up from her desk."Investor Goldman," The man stretched his hand, a smile that was too bright yet it was uncomfortable spread across his face. Bianca shook his hands nevertheless, his palm was rough like iron and calloused. "Nice to have you in my office Mr. Goldman." She said politely, staring at his palm. It wasn't the smooth hand of an investor used to the board room, but that of a man who had indulged in hard labour before or held something hard for too long. Bianca looked away quickly to avoid making her gaze awkward.Investor Goldman already sat before she offered the seat across from her. He leaned back, and crossed his legs, his pants tigh

Ghost Fang walked closely behind Bianca, a gun hidden under his unbuttoned suit, pointed to her back threateningly. She stepped inside the elevator before Ghost fang. It was only the two of them inside. Ghost fang lowered the gun, standing close behind her back and keeping watch as the door slid shut again and the elevator started descending."How long will it take to get to your residence?" He asked."Fifteen minutes." She responded, her gaze fixed on the reflecting silver on the Elevator wall."Fifteen minutes is too fucking long." Ghost Fang cursed loudly, reaching for his phone in his pocket. For a second, he lost his guard and Bianca took the opportunity. Her elbow moved fast, jabbing against Ghost Fang's Chest. Ghost fang stumbled backward, slammed back-first against the elevator Wall. The phone and gun clattered to the ground. "Oh, fuck!" He cursed. When he regained his balance, Bianca was already with the gun, her finger wrapped around it tightly, pointing it at his chest

Butler didn't raise his knife. It stayed at the side in firm grip, trickling blood to the carpet slowly.He looked at Black serpent men in front of him without interest. Of course he had no interest because they weren't his mission. They were only a wall standing between executing his mission and himself. There were two options, and only the latter is feasible.Either he falls the wall, or they move willingly for him to conclude his mission."I told you," Butler toned, "I am not here for you. Not today." He took one step forward, his boot thumped the floor. "Get me Elias Kade and I'll leave this place for your little circus." He chuckled softly, a mocking arrogant smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.Hearing him say that, Bianca narrowed her eyes to him, wondering what business he had with Elias."You're still speaking, for a man whose death has been marked." Ghost Fang retorted, his voice rough like metal. "Your mission ends here with you."Butcher only responded with a snort.