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RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT
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"We are entering a different world, a world where our marriage no longer fits. How do you want people to see me, having an Ex-Convict by my side? Oh no! Just take this check and get the fuck out of my sight. Your presence irritates me," Niçholas Loughty served jail time for his wife, where he encountered a mysterious old man. The man, recognizing Niçholas potential, imparted medical knowledge and martial arts skills, and appointed him as his sole heir. After three years, Niçholas now inheriting the world's largest company, sought to return to his wife, but was met with divorce papers instead. His wife, now a renowned CEO, feared that Niçholas reputation would tarnish her own success.
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RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 157
The jet's wheels touched down onto the lush lawn of the Loughty mansion, kicking up a flurry of freshly cut grass. A group of armed guards stood at the ready, their expressions stoic and unwavering as the aircraft came to a complete stop. They had been flying for over four hours. The mood was somber, the darkness of the night casting long shadows across the estate, causing the dew-kissed blades to glitter like a million tiny diamonds. Michos, his hands bound behind his back, was roughly yanked from his seat by Mr. Philips, his grip unyielding as he ushered the captive forward. "Move!" he growled, his voice low and menacing. Nicholas, Gnits, and Mr. Philips emerged from the jet, their faces etched with a mixture of exhaustion and determination. The guards immediately converged, surrounding Michos and removing the blindfold that had been obscuring his vision. "Take him," Mr. Philips barked, shoving Michos towards the waiting guards. "You know where to put h
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The car's tires screeched as Mr. Philips swerved to the side of the road, bringing the vehicle to an abrupt stop. They had arrived in Spain for their very mission and they were already on their way to the University of Seville. There was no security men following them, they were in casual clothes and the car they were driving had no unique plate number like Nicholas's cars would. All this was to arouse suspicion, as it was now clear that they were being trailed by the RMI. Mr. Philips who was sitting in the driver's seat, glanced over his shoulder at Gnits and Niçholas in the back. "Why did you ask me to stop here?" Mr. Philips asked, his eyes fixed on Nicholas. Nicholas held up a hand, his gaze locked on the phone in his other hand. "I just got a message from Malakai." Gnits and Mr. Philips eyes dilated in surprise as they both exclaimed simultaneously, "Malakai!? What does it say?" "Yes, Malakai," Nicholas nodded. "But I'm waiting for it to load."
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"Hooooooo!" Nicholas stepped out of the dimly lit bar, his face alight with a joyous smile. The cool evening air caressed his skin as he made his way towards the grand living room of his mansion. Clutched in his hands were two bottles of the coveted Screaming Eagle Cabernet Sauvignon, a rare and exquisite wine that would make any oenophile's heart flutter. As he approached the living room, he could see the silhouettes of his guests, Gnits and Mr. Philips, seated comfortably on the plush leather couches. After waiting for days, Mr. Philips was finally discharges from the hospital. Though, he wasn't completely fit, he was ready to get back into office and take things down with Malakai. Their conversation fell silent as Nicholas entered, all eyes drawn to the precious cargo he carried. Gnits was the first to react, rising from his seat with a look of awe etched on his face. He rubbed his eyes, trying to confirm if he wasn't seeing something else before voicing out. "Is
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The ward was quiet as Nicholas and Gnits approached Mr. Philips' bedside. Nurses fluttered about, tending to monitors and checking his vitals, but they promptly scattered at Mr. Philips' dismissive wave of his hand. "Leave us," he commanded, his voice raspy but firm. The nurses exchanged bewildered glances but dutifully filed out of the room, their crisp white uniforms rustling as they went. Nicholas felt a pang of pity for the old man. Mr. Philips looked frail, propped up against the pillows, his complexion sallow and his breathing labored. But despite his fragile state, there was a resolute gleam in his eyes as he regarded them. "Mr. Loughty. Mr. Gnits." Mr. Philips acknowledged them with a slight nod. "I'm glad you're here. You arrived earlier than I expected." Nicholas offered a small smile as he drew closer to the bed. "How are you feeling, Mr Philips?" Mr. Philips chuckled, a dry, wheezing sound. "Better than yesterday, I suppose." He sh
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Nicholas sat alone in the center of the room that had been booked for him, his forehead creased with a deep furrow as he slowly lowered his phone onto the polished mahogany table in front of him. He just finished speaking with his commander, making sure all of his executives were safe. A heavy weight seemed to settle in the pit of his stomach, manifesting in the tightness of his chest and the distant look that had taken over his sharp features. He had been Italy since yesterday, trying to make sure everything was okay. They needed to confirm if the assailants were still roaming about, otherwise, he'd have left for Vietnam himself. For several long moments, the only sound that permeated the silence was the rhythmic tapping of his fingers against the phone's surface, a subtle yet insistent cadence that betrayed the turmoil swirling within him. He had retreated from the general lounge where all of them had been exchanging suggestions and all, desperately needing a mo
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"I think you need a replacement... I can see you don't know how to driver faster than this," Niçholas complained, shaking his head as he stared at the driver was trying all his best to drive as fast as he could. Niçholas was just being too impatient. "I am really sorry, My Lord. I will driver faster." The driver pleaded, pulling the car up the winding driveway of the Loughty estate, the gravel crunching beneath the tires as he swerved around the fountain at the entrance. Nicholas, his brow furrowed in impatience and eagerness, quickly alighted from the vehicle, straightening his suit jacket and strode towards the waiting private jet, his polished dress shoes clicking against the cobblestones. Four men in crisp, black suits stood guard at the base of the aircraft's stairs, their hands clasped firmly in front of them. As Nicholas approached, they parted to allow him access, nodding respectfully. Nicholas ascended the stairs, his gaze fixed ahead. At the top,
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Nicholas's eyes dilated in shock as the phone reflexively dropped from his hand, clattering onto the doctor's desk. "What!?" The sudden loud noise caused the doctor, who had been sitting quietly across from Nicholas, to jump slightly in his chair. "Is everything alright, Mr. Loughty?" the doctor asked, his brow furrowed with concern. Nicholas stared ahead blankly, his mind racing to process the devastating news he had just received. Mr. Ricardo had been killed. As in dead? By unknown men, no less. Nicholas felt a heaviness settle in the pit of his stomach as a wave of dread washed over him. After a long pause, Nicholas slowly turned his gaze to the doctor. He opened his mouth to speak, but the words caught in his throat. He cleared it and tried again. "I...I'm afraid I need to leave. Immediately," he said, his voice low and strained. The doctor nodded slowly. "Of course, take all the time you need. But before you go, there's something I think you
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Niçholas's eyes flared open in shock as he gently squatted beside the stiff body of Mr. Philips, who lay motionless on the ground with a gaping wound in his chest. "No! This can't be, nothing must happen to Mr. Philips," Nicholas said, his lips trembling as he muttered. Niçholas placed a trembling finger against the man's neck, searching for a pulse. After a moment of tense silence, his eyes widened as he felt the faint, but steady, throb of Mr. Philips's heartbeat. "Mr. Philips is still alive!" Niçholas exclaimed, his voice cutting through the hushed murmurs of the gathered crowd. "We need to call an ambulance immediately!" A collective gasp of surprise rippled through the onlookers, their faces alight with a morbid fascination as the reality of the situation sank in. Everyone was happy to hear that Mr. Philips still had hope. They've had enough cases of murder. Niçholas wasted no time, quickly pulling his phone from his pocket and dialing the emergency number
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The thick tension hung heavy in the air as Nimah's delicate fingers wrapped around Nicholas' most intimate area, eliciting a pained whimper from the man. His eyes widened in shock, he wasn't expecting that. How can someone be so shameless and dumb? Nicholas frowned in irritation and he instinctively pushed her away, sending Nimah stumbling backwards until she lost her balance and crashed to the floor. "Get out of my room!" Nicholas bellowed, his voice laced with a mixture of anger and disbelief. Nimah winced as she hit the ground, looking up at Nicholas with an unreadable expression. She could feel pain penetrating all over her body, but she didn't want to show it. She slowly rose to her feet, straightening her disheveled hair. "I'm not leaving until you do everything I ask," she said firmly, her tone brooking no argument. Nicholas took a deep, steadying breath, willing himself to suppress the burning fury that threatened to erupt. His face flushed w
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