Amara Sat still in her seat, the rain drumming outside likewise her heart, torn between two— Maybe she was making the right decision or maybe her choice was unreasonable because the moment Elais walked out of the room, she felt a strange emptiness that might have been regret, but then she said it loudly to herself, trying to convince her heart her decision was perfect.
"I don't need him. He's not the kind of man I want." And yet she couldn't help but look at the now Cold Cup of tea Elias had prepared for her that evening, and then to the divorce papers that had his signature carefully written. Clear and Final. But she knew better that a man with no place to go will always come back. "He'll come back," She said. "He's just angry." Regardless, she found herself putting a call across to her mother. She stood at the window, staring through to see the rain outside in the apartment that would soon become her memory like Elias. "Mum," She called. "Do you finally divorce that piece of trash!" Diane's voice cut through the speaker, snobbish and harsh. "I did, Mum." She said, her fingers pressed against her forehead. "But I feel strange about this whole thing. Do you think I'm doing the right thing?" "I didn't raise you to question your choice, Amara." Diane's voice was slightly hard, like a professor giving the same lesson to a blockhead child. "It's strange because it just happened. First time thing. You finally got rid of the Dead weight. Your company is going public tomorrow. You know what that mean. It means you're stepping up and the last thing you shouldn't even do is staying with a man that will drag you down." Amara nodded, feeling better now. "I know, Mum." He said, her voice firm. "I hope you didn't give him anything according to the divorce settlement?" "I didn't. He didn't ask for it." "He'll come asking for it," Diane said, matter-of-fact. "Jobless men like him always does after they get their head straight knowing they have nowhere to go. Don't give him a dime! Let him take it to legal. I'll have my lawyer waiting for him." Then her voice shifted. "What about the legendary doctor you always talk about? Isn't it time you finally met him in person? I have heard a lot about him. His works are perfect, his research is award-worthy. And he'd been helping you anonymously all this while. That is the kind of man you deserve, daughter." Amara smiled— bright excitement. "I'll let you know, Mum." The call disconnected and immediately Amara's mind shifted. She forgot about the divorce paper, grabbed her laptop despite the exhaution of the day, ready to blend the shape her new life was taking. She hit her Mail account. Texts from her anonymous helper crawled over the screen— a mix of professional work and romantic gestures that made her mind flutter. He was the main person behind her success. Randomly getting help from a ghost that made it look like he was watching all your movement, knowing when to step in. The research and clinical standards that brought her company into limelight was because of this same person and she wanted nothing more but to see him standing beside her tomorrow when her hospital finally go public. A gentle smile crossed her face. She clicked on the message box to text the anonymous person who she only knew to be the legendary doctor. Her finger moved across the keys as she inputted the text with a mix of anticipation and excitement coursing through her. Can't wait to finally meet you tomorrow. She clicked the sent icon, watching the message deliver with a sense of satisfaction. Her palm clasped, quietly wishing the legendary doctor to respond to her immediately. Meanwhile inside of the Car where Elias sat with Bianca Morreti beside him, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled out the phone to see a notification in his mail. The one he specifically created to help Amara from the secret. Bianca glanced at him. Can't wait to finally meet you tomorrow. Elias chuckled softly, shaking his head with a mix of amusement and bitterness. "Is that something you need to quickly attend to?" Bianca asked. Elias shook his head gently. "Not important." He said and immediately he wiped the entire messages and blocked Amara and then deactivated the account. At the other end, Amara who was patiently waiting for a response from the anonymous person suddenly noticed the messages were all gone. "What...what just happened?" Her eyes narrowed on the screen. She pulled the laptop to his lap, refreshing the page over and over again but nothing. "Oh, God..." Panic hit her, her voice trembled slightly. Her palm suddenly became clammy despite the cold weather. "What have I done?" The Research manuscripts, the optimized Medical Ethics, Meta-analysis, and receipts of money wired from the random shell account into her account was all gone. This was her life. Everything that had taken her this far was in that account and everything had just suddenly disappeared like smoke in air. Her heart hammered in her chest. She immediately decided to message the anonymous account only to realize her account has been blocked. "What the heck!?" Her mind scrambled to comprehend where she'd made a mistake. She hadn't clicked any button earlier. What could be the problem? Hee mind calculated fast, hammering with both fear and scrambling for a solution. Then she created a new account to message the anonymous person it still yielded nothing. The account had been deactivated. A few minutes ago, she was able to access the Mail. What really went wrong? She was already up, pacing up and down her apartment that had suddenly became uncomfortable, put a call across to her mother. "Mum," her voice cracked through the speaker with a mix of desperation and panic. "I think something is wrong. Immediately i dropped your call. I decided to message the anonymous person— the legendary doctor, but I suddenly can't reach him." "What are you talking about? How did it happened?" Diane's voice was alarm. "I have no idea. He just deactivated his account." Silence stretched over the call. "Relax, Mara," Diane said, steadying her voice. "This might just be a technical issue..your account just acting up. Or maybe..come to think of it; Since he knew your company would be listed tomorrow, he might just have deactivated his account to increase your anticipating to see him tomorrow. He might be planning a surprise."Latest Chapter
THE PROBLEM DOCTOR
"Enough, the two of you!!" Patriarch Morreti's voice cut through the room with authority. The hall fell into silence, but the tension from the earlier confrontation still lingered in the air. The man stepped forward, his silver cane clicking against the Marble sharply. He stood in their middle, facing Nathaniel and backing Bianca."Is it true what Bianca said?" He demanded, his voice tight with suppressed anger.Nathaniel swallowed hard his throat moved."Grandpa are you trus..""Answer me!" He snapped, jabbing the cane to the marble. "Did you stake the family business on gamble?" Nathaniel's breathing slowed. His angry expression dropped to pale."Grandpa i was only trying to make some profit for..." He didn't finish. Pa. Morreti didn't allow him to, his hand cut through the air and slammed to Nathaniel's face. The gritty texture of his fingers imprinted red marks on Nathaniel's face, he stumbled backward two steps, clutched his cheek with one hand and stared at the old man in
THE CONFRONTATION
All of this happened because of Nathaniel's uncharacteristic behavior. He staked the family company on gambling, and now she had to clean after him. She jerked up from the floor and stumbled out of the room without wiping the tears below her eyes. Immediately she opened the door, her grandfather had his fingers tightened mid-air about to knock on the door."Bianca."She didn't answer.She passed him, her heels clicking along the hallway till she arrived at the lounge."Nathaniel!!" She called out angrily, her voice was loud enough to make the heads of the family members turn."What is the problem, Bianca?" Cecelia Chad his step-mother and Nathaniel's mother, the woman who had always pretended to like her asked from the sofa.Before Bianca could give a retort, the entrance doors swung open with a slam and Nathaniel staggered in. He was a mess. His shirt was half-buttoned and rumpled, smeared with ink, and his hair scattered. Across his face, lipgloss smeared, and the smell of alcohol
THEIR PASTS
Silence fell in the car after Bianca walked away, leaving her scent behind in the car.Butcher glanced at the front mirror. "What do we do, Master?""Drive." Elias simply said, his voice quiet.Butcher moved the Car without asking further questions. After a twenty minute, drive, the car rolled in through a gated mansion, one out of Elias' several properties across the city that Amara never knew he had.He stepped out of the Car and walked in without anywords. Butcher stepped down too, exhaled sharply as he watched him disappear into the mansion."His silence is more terrifying than any noise." He said and then looked into the sky, smiling wide. "Today is really a good day. I met the Grandmaster. He's merciful not to kill me earlier."Inside the vast bedroom of luxury and comfort, Elias pulled his clothes and shoved it into a basket, he stepped into a bathtub, the water warming on his body, steam rising around him in the foaming water.His mind want to Bianca's attitude earlier, and h
I'M THAT MAN
"You need to be careful henceforth, Bianca," Elias said softly, his voice carrying the edge of concern "you heard Butcher. The black serpent gang is after your family's company. And they won't stop coming until they have what they want." He said.Bianca exhaled sharply, pressing a finger to her temple as a sharp migraine tore through from exhaustion. She was a woman who'd fought boardrooms battle and won, but this kind of war that involves strength and blood was different. She only knew how to fight with papers and pens.Elais, seeing her exhaustion held her hand gently, holding her gaze with concern."Are you okay?" He asked softly. Bianca nodded gently. "I'm good," she said quietly, but it wasn't entirely true. "I'm just worried about my family business. The Moretti conglomerate had survived through a lot of challenges but I have a bad feeling about this."Elias tightened her hand, firmly to assure than to hurt. "I understand how you feel, Bianca. But don't let this bother you so
BUTCHER APOLOGIZE
Butcher charged at Richard.CRACK!He kneed Richard's jaw. The impact echoed with a sickening crack as Richard's head snapped back. Something snapped at the back of his head. Blood splashed backward in arc before his body collapsed to the concrete. Richard became motionless, maybe he was dead or still alive.Butcher walked over to Elias and gave a deep respectful bow."I'm sorry, Grandmaster," He said, his back pressed flat, "I couldn't take his insult on you that was why I had to stand and teach the bastard a lesson."He wanted to drop to his knee again."Don't." Elias said. One word that carried command. "Stand upright. You can leave now.i have forgiven you."Butcher's expression flushed with relief. "Thank you, Grandmaster. Thank you Grandmaster." He gushed, bobbing his head.Then he stood straighter. "Grandmaster, I'd like to escort you wherever you're going." "That's not necessary." He said, "i don't want attention. Whenever I need you, I'll call you." Butcher nodded. Yet he
THE FALL OF BUTCHER iii
Butcher remained on his knee, head pressed down. Sweats cut through dust on his face, Rollin down to the concrete.This...it wasn't just obedience. It was absolute unbrooked power.Bianca watched with a dropped jaw, processing if she was seeing things right. The murderous swordman, slaying men earlier in her apartment, who'd promised to eliminate Elias once he showed his face, was on the floor, kneeling like a common servant. Who is Elias Kade really?She'd read about him in books. The legendary Doctor. His hand was skilled in medicine, but this...what she just saw was completely new."Master, I deserve death." Butcher blurted, head deeply pressed down.Bianca gasped.Elias looked down at him with cold indifference. "I'll let you live.." Elias said. Four simple words that made Butcher to gasp in shock mixed with relief. He didn't lift his head but anyone could tell he was relief as though something suicidal had just skipped crushing his head."... Master...to what do I deserve this
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