บททั้งหมดของ At The Mercy of Mr Alexander: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Amelia I couldn't wrap my head around it, behind all the strong macho facade I had genuinely believed Alexander was a kind and compassionate person at heart. But now, as I grappled to make sense of the situation, I found myself questioning everything. He was at my mom's house, the very same house he had purchased for her, and a nagging doubt crept in - would he evict them?I mean, he wouldn't throw them out, would he? Maybe he was there for a different reason. It could be he had visited my mom to check up on her. Who was I kidding? He was there to throw my mom and sister out. Why else would he be there?My mind was in chaos, running over a hundred miles per hour. It was a lot to process, what was I going to say to my mum? How would she take it? Would she be disappointed in me? God, please...I tried to pull myself together, standing frozen on the front porch, my hand hovering over the doorframe as I hesitated to knock. He was still inside, and the thought of facing him made my s

Alexander James walked into my office with a serious expression on his face. "Sir, I need to bring something to your attention," he said, prompting me to look up from my laptop. "What is it?" I asked brusquely. He hesitated for a moment before delivering the news: "Amelia's house has been sold."I scowled, my annoyance evident. "She sold the house?" I asked, my tone laced with disbelief. "Yes, sir. She did." He confirmed.I offered her money and she rejected it. But surprisingly, she didn't hesitate to sell the house I bought for her family.Why should I care?"I don't give a fuck, James," I said dismissively.He nodded and left without a word.I struggled to concentrate on my work as my mind repeatedly wandered back to James' revelation. I recalled the day her family moved into that house, the look of gratitude in her hazel eyes. I had done it to help her, to make her life easier. Was she trying to provoke me by selling the house? I reached for my phone to track her location,

Alexander I woke up to a tangle of arms and legs. As I sat up, I saw the four women lying beside me, their faces slack in sleep. I shook my head, recalling last night, the drinks, the music, the desperate attempt to drown my sorrows.Five years of emptiness had driven me to this point. Five years of trying to fill the void with temporary fixes, with fleeting pleasures. Women, booze, parties - nothing seemed to stop the ache within me. I'd lost count of the number of nights like this, the number of strangers I'd used to try and numb my pain.As I sat up, the women stirred, their eyes fluttering open. They smiled, reaching out to touch me."What an amazing night we had." One of the women purred. I couldn't recall her name, or any of their names for that matter. They probably told me, but I didn't remember. I never remember their names.I forced a smile. "Yeah, it was...something," I said, my voice laced with insincerity. They didn't seem to notice, too caught up in their own haze o

Amelia The car began to move and I gazed out the window, my eyes fixed on Alexander's receding figure. He was shouting, his mouth open in a desperate cry, but the sound was muffled by the glass and the hum of the engine. Yet, I could read his lips, could see the shape of my name on them.My heart skipped a beat as I watched him, his face contorted in a mix of anguish and despair. I felt a pang of guilt, but I pushed it aside. I couldn't let him catch up to us, couldn't let him find out about Misty.The thought sent a chill down my spine. I couldn't bear the thought of him taking her away from me, of losing my precious daughter.I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding.How did he find out where I was?He looked different, still devilishly handsome of course, but there was something else about him that I couldn't quite put my finger on.I wasn't expecting him to act like that when he saw me. I was taken aback by his reaction when he saw me - the desperation in his eyes, the

Alexander I was in the elevator going up to my office floor. The emptiness inside of me still lingered. The weight of Amelia's disdain for me was crushing- she couldn't even bear to look at me.I seethed with resentment towards everything and everyone, including myself. I felt like I was drowning in my own despair. I wished I hadn't done what I did in the past- throw her out of my life. I had said a lot of things to her that I couldn't take back and I don't blame her for hating me.The elevator door pinged open, I trudged towards my office, my feet heavy with the burden of my thoughts. I felt like an outsider, a stranger in my own life. "Sir, we've got a new development and it's not something you would like," James announced, rushing towards me. "Lay it on me," I responded curtly. "I just found out your grandfather held a secret meeting with the board members.""Yeah, he does that all the time. He says he's out of the company but secretly makes backroom deals in the company's na