2025-07-22 20:57:25Meanwhile, Mr. Bill Wilson sat close to a priest, his head lowered as he sighed deeply.
“I’m going to hell and I know.” He muttered in a painful and regretful tone. “But there's something I fear more than going to hell… And that's not receiving his forgiveness for the evil I have done to destroy his life.” The priest sighed, studying him, “Your own mind is keeping you in hell. It's time you confessed the truth and freed yourself from this burden called guilt.” Bill hesitated as if thinking deep into his advice. “The truth?” He mumbled under his breath as he slowly recalled what happened several years ago. How the car exploded right in front of him, leaving him on the walking stick he uses till this present day. “He will never forgive me.” Mr. Bill stood from his seat and slowly walked out. Perhaps, the truth was best left unknown. Meanwhile, Clara and Lucas were not just dumbfounded by the manager's words, they asked to see Dexter's receipt to confirm. Lucas suddenly became speechless. That's right. The VIP table cost a lot! There's no way in hell he could afford that, which is why he went for the $750! It was the least he could afford since he had spent almost all his salary and monthly allowance in the club. “This is insane! Dexter can't afford this! – Did you steal money from one of the workers? And… since when did you have a wife?!” Clara was clearly still in denial as she tried to process everything. Can't they see how poorly he looks? He couldn't even afford to breathe in a place like this! She was convinced that Dexter saw her post online and decided to come ruin her date! He was clearly trying to spite her or make her jealous since they just broke up! And the women next to him? Damn she was drop dead gorgeous! Her skin was delicate and smooth! Even Lucas couldn't help but stare. “Do I teach you your job?” Dexter frowned at the manager, not giving Clara and her man a glance. “Sir, Ma'am, I'm afraid you two will have to move to the regular table…” “Yes, the one meant for the regular customers.” Dexter chimed him as if trying to spite Clara, and he didn't miss. His words sank into her chest and got her glaring at him with a mixture of pain and bitterness. She stole a glance at the regular section and it was clearly nothing like the VIP table! It was crowded with customers, and wasn't aesthetically pleasing as this section. She had already posted a picture of her being in the VIP table with Lucas. What if someone recognises her? No! She wasn't going to let Dexter rub this in her, so she didn't accept moving down to the other section. “We were here first. Is it our fault? Scold your employee instead.” She crossed her hand over her chest before whispering to Lucas, “I thought you booked the VIP table?” “I thought so too.” Lucas whispered in shock. But deep down, he knew this was all he could afford. The intercontinental dishes were already a lot for him to pay… The manager cleared his throat. “That’s not a problem. The employee will be punished. You just have to pay and remain on the table since you two are already here.” He explained calmly. Seeing that the manager was getting impatient with them, Clara slowly turned to Lucas. A nobody like Dexter shouldn't make them move to the regular table… To save face, she calmly persuaded Lucas to pay at the table, “After all, our dishes have been served here. It will be a shame for a waiter to escort us there.” He gestured to the regular customers with disgust. Lucas smirked, nodding in agreement. “Don’t you worry honey. We aren't moving. If Dexter can afford it, then so can I.” His mocking remarks made Dexter chuckle slightly. Lucas wasn't moved. He was sure this poor dog had bribed someone to get in here… but either way, he's richer, and could double any amount that Dexter pays. Clara chuckled, leaning her head on Lucas' chest, her eyes fixed on Dexter like she just defeated him. “Oh, baby… I know things like this are a piece of cake for you.” “How much is it… I'll pay with my card..” Lucas asked pridefully. The manager smiled, “Seven thousand dollars, sir. May I have your card?” He stretched his hands forward. The smirk on Lucas' face faded instantly. His hold on Clara softened and he immediately stopped himself from pulling his card out. The amount he heard got him shivering that he had to confirm the price, just to be sure he wasn't hearing things. “7-7 what?” His lips quivered. “You seem to be asking too many questions for a person who can double anything I pay.” Dexter calmly remarks.
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CH ~ 00131 COLLATERAL
The twins whimpered, clutching at their father's coat. Byron's pulled them closer instinctively, his body torn between shielding them and drawing the pistol at his side. But his hand froze. He couldn’t move. Not against that stare.Dexter’s grin deepened. Not wide. Not mocking. Just enough to remind Byron of the gulf between them—that all this time, he had been nothing more than a pawn.Byron’s breath came fast, ragged. His vision blurred at the edges. He stumbled back, boots scraping, but Dexter’s presence only pressed harder, filling the space, suffocating.It hit him then, full force.The Professor he had obeyed. The voice that had pulled his strings. The shadow behind every calculated move.It was Dexter. All along.Byron’s knees almost buckled. His heart slammed against his ribs so hard it hurt. His mind screamed denial, but the truth stood unshakable before him.His nephew. His enemy.Byron’s first words were simple, flat as contract, “I did my part. We’re even. Stay away from m
CH ~ 00130 ENEMY X PREGNANT II
Sabrina sat alone in the vast silence of Byron’s mansion, the bathroom tiles glowing faintly under soft yellow light. Her hand trembled as she lifted the small white stick. The pink line stared back at her. Her palm covered her mouth, muffling the sharp gasp that escaped.Pregnant.Her heart hammered against her ribs. Pregnant… for Byron?Her reflection in the mirror looked like a stranger—eyes wide, face pale, hair falling in strands over her cheeks. A bitter laugh slipped from her lips, choked with disbelief. The test clattered against the marble sink as her knees buckled. She pressed her forehead to the mirror, whispering to herself, “What have you done, Sabrina?”But there was no answer. Only silence. Only the faint echo of a future she hadn’t planned for.Far across the city, the night vibrated with tension.Byron’s convoy cut through the streets like a moving shadow. Three black SUVs rolled to a stop at the edge of Fibonacci’s compound. The engines died in unison, leaving only t
CH ~ 00129 MISSION
Byron stood there, the phone pressed against his ear though the call already ended. The silence was deafening.His lungs fought for air. His jaw clenched so hard it ached. Slowly, he lowered the phone, his hand trembling—not with weakness, but with the kind of fury and dread that made even the hardest men quake.Then, in a burst of violence, Byron hurled the phone across the room. It shattered against the wall.“FIND HER!” His roar shook the walls, his voice thundering with a primal ferocity that made the guards flinch. He pointed his gun at the men nearest him, eyes blazing with both terror and wrath. “Turn this place upside down! Tear the floors open if you have to! If we don’t bring her out in three minutes, my sons..” His voice broke, just for a heartbeat, before hardening again. “..my sons are dead.”His chest heaved, sweat breaking along his brow. Fear gripped him like a vice, but it only fueled the savagery in his command.No one had ever seen Byron Wilson like this—powerful, c
CH ~ 00128 LITTLE LAMBS
The next morning, a door swung open.For a moment, a heavy silence followed.Byron stood at the threshold, his gaze sweeping the empty room.The bed was cold. The chains hung loose, clinking softly against the wall like laughter mocking him. A single cuff lay open, dangling as if someone had slipped free.The air shifted. His face hardened. His jaw locked. A deadly stillness fell over him, the kind of silence before a storm breaks.Without thinking, he pulled his trigger, circling the room like he wanted to hear a faint cry.BANG!The sound exploded like cannon fire. Byron’s gun smoked, a hole splintering the wooden frame beside the door. The guards behind him jolted, some nearly dropping their weapons.Every breath in the hallway stopped.Byron’s voice followed, low and guttural, vibrating through the walls.“Search. The. Entire. Compound!” he barked breathlessly.No one hesitated. Boots thundered down the corridors, radios buzzed, orders barked. The mansion turned into a hive of cha
CH ~ 127 PREGNANT
When the car stopped, Amaya stepped out along with the rest of the maid, but she quickly blended into the crowd of people by the sidewalk. Without looking back, she ran as fast as she could. She tore the maid's outfit as she ran, leaving just a sleeveless top and shorts to cover her body.She ran and ran until she couldn't.Everywhere was dark, cold and quiet, but she mustered up and managed to get to a street landline. Then she quickly dialed a number and pressed the phone to her ears.She took a deep breath, her chest heaving as she tried the number for more than 5 times but no one was picking up.“Pick up, pick up, pick up,” She muttered, running her fingers through her hair with an exhausted look. She looked over her shoulders, scanning the area with fear.. fear not to be seen or get in trouble with the street hoodlums.It was late in the night and no one was out.If anything happens to her in this spot, then how would she save herself? She was already too weak to speak, too weak
CH ~ 00126 HELPING AMAYA
When the servant’s gaze fell on Sabrina as she stepped forward, her face was drained of color."Listen to me.. did you see anything?" “N-no, ma’am! I was only—only delivering food!”“Then deliver it and keep your eyes shut.” Her words dropped low, venomous. “Whatever you think you saw, you didn’t. Do you understand me?”The boy’s head bobbed so fast it was a wonder his neck didn’t snap. “Yes, Mistress. I swear, I saw nothing.”Sabrina leaned closer, her whisper colder than steel. “If a word of this reaches Byron, your tongue will be cut out before you can utter his name.”His breath stuttered. “I won’t speak. Ever. I swear on my life.”“Good.” With a flick of her hand, she dismissed him. The boy fled, boots scuffing against stone, the heavy door slamming shut behind him.Silence pressed in, broken only by the faint drip of water in the far corner.At last, Sabrina turned back to Amaya.For a moment, the mask slipped. The icy facade melted, and a quiet urgency took its place. “You sh
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