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"But why is Sensei behind that land? He can build the research building anywhere." Carter, who had his head in his palm, asked in confusion. This was the central question, and no one knew the answer. "Research building?" Alexi snorted. "When did Sensei start a legal business? We all know he is not a law-abiding citizen." Alexi played with her curly hair. "What do you think, Belle?" Hazel turned to ask Belle, who was silent when she stepped in."We will know. We must complete this mission if we want our freedom." Belle took in a deep breath and remained silent. Henry gazed at Belle for a brief moment before reverting his gaze. Among them, Henry knows Belle the most because they both joined the organization same time and relied on each other in life-and-death situations. Luca also looked at Belle. He was the youngest member of their organization, and Belle doted on him the most. To him, Belle was like an elder sister more than a buddy."You have fallen hard for Alaric, Belle. You sh
In the morning, inside the Smiths' living room, Mrs Smith was trying to pursue her elder daughter to poach the only heir of Walkers. Smiths were known as the ancient and most prestigious family but were not as rich and famous as the Walkers. Most of their business deals were made because of their century-old friendship with the Walkers. "Mom, tell grandpa, I will never agree with his arrangements," Bellamy yelled at her mother angrily. "Don't be stupid, Bellamy. Alaric is far better than your boyfriend. He has money, power, status, and fame. What that lowly boyfriend of yours has?" Mrs Smith tried to add some sense to her daughter. "You can ask Belle to marry him." Bellamy holds her mother's hand. "For God's sake Bellamy! First, you stole her boyfriend and now you want her to marry as a substitute and that to a man who is seven years older than her. Did you ever think, what will happen to her when she will know the truth?" Mrs Smith was fuming in anger when she heard Bellamy. "Sh
A room all covered with black and white was neatly arranged, each part and art of that room screams wealth with a masculine vibe. There hangs the famous painting 'The Card Players' of one of the famous artists Paul Cezanne on the left wall. It was a rare and most expensive masterpiece in the whole world. Below that painting was a white console table with candle stands in the middle. In front of that table were king-size chairs with a small coffee table. In the middle, there was a king-size bed covered with black and white sheets and cushions. On the bedside table, two beautiful Japanese-style lamps were lit giving a unique charm to the room. There was a big study table made of the most expensive and beautiful wood "Bocote" in the right corner. In the middle, beautiful orange lilies were swaying with the light wind coming from the open door of the balcony. (A/N: Orange Flower symbolizes hatred, pride, and disdain)...
"Why did you call me in a hurry?" Alaric crossed his legs, his eyes never leaving the bright screen of his phone."Tomorrow you will go to meet Smiths'. I will send you the address later." Paul said in a stern voice."And why do you want me to meet them?" Alaric finally lift his eyes and looked at Paul suspiciously."I and John have decided to strengthen our old friendship by marrying his elder granddaughter into our family." Paul sighed and looked out of the window with a feeling of sorrow in his eyes."I am getting old and you are already 29, this is my last wish Alaric, I have never asked for anything from you and I hope you can fulfil my last wish." Paul looked down. His shoulders shooked violently."Fine! I will meet them." Alaric rubbed the space between his eyebrows. Although he had seen through Paul's trick, he did not oppose him."Good, very good. I will now inform John." Paul hit his can on the ground enthusiastically.
"Bella, where are you? Didn't I tell you to stay at home? Come to Deific Restaurant now." Mrs Smith whisper yelled on call and hung up without waiting for Bellamy's reply. "Mom, don't be angry. Sister will definitely come." Belle assured her mother with a sweet smile. "I wish Bellamy was as sensible as Belle." John sighed and looked at his son. "Father, Bellamy is intelligent, sensible, and presentable unlike this unfilial granddaughter of yours." Mr Smith snorted at Belle who looked down with an expression of hurt. Mrs Smith was about to argue when the door to the private room opened. Paul walked in with a bright smile on his wrinkled face. Behind him was the most handsome and cold-looking man. "John, my brother, sorry for making you all wait for too long." Paul apologized and hit his grandson to greet them. "Good afternoon!" Alaric greeted them with a straight face. Belle clandestinely peeked at him and her heart skipped a beat. His melodious voice and godly features lugged h
Belle took a cab to her secret apartment and walked to the parking lot where tons of sportbikes and cars were standing. She did not waste her time and jump on BMW S 1000 RR, which was her favorite. After checking her backpack for necessary items, Belle rode the bike to the airport. After 20 minutes, she arrived at the airport and saw a man was walking back and forth with scorn on his face. "Luca," Belle called with a bright smile on her face. "Belle, thank God you are here!" Luca ran to Belle and squeezed her in a warm hug. "How have you been, Luca?" Belle asked looking at the well-built man. "You can see - I am all good and perfect." Luca opened his arms wide. "I can see that my little one has grown up." Belle patted his back with a proud smile. "We should get going now. Others might go crazy if we did not reach there on time." Belle and Luca laughed and hoped up on the bike. "You are still the same, Belle," Luca said with a shake of the head. Belle did not reply to him and
Time passed in a trick. It was the week of marriage when the nation's husband was going to get married. Words passed like fire. Girls from high society were envious of the bride. Bellamy was known as a bitch in the upper class but, no one dared to offend her, afraid of the consequences. As the chaos in the whole of New York City, the Smith mansion was also in chaos, not because of the marriage, but because of the hard news in the morning. Bellamy hadn't returned home since she left before meeting Alaric. "Mom, what is happening?" Belle walked downstairs, rubbing her eyes. She heard the morning commotion that disturbed her sleep. "Bellamy is out of reach. No one knows about her whereabouts. I should have locked her. If she did not return by evening, we Smiths will lose our face in front of the whole city." Mrs Smith covered her face and shook her head in guilt. "Mom, why don't we ask Tod? He must be aware of where she is." Belle suggested thoughtfully. "Were you aware of their hi