All Chapters of Vengeance of the Fallen Heir: From Cell to CEO: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

~ETHAN WILDER~Sherlock discovered something from the letter and the envelope placed in my study the other day. The envelope had contained cut out illustration images I didn't understand but I sent them to Sherlock to decipher and she sent me an address to check out. She ge dudbt send me her thought process and frankly, I didn't want to know. Except it was necessary.Her message has come in the wee hours of the morning, just as I was about to sleep after hours of devoted work. I knew what the place was as I looked it up on the internet but the questions that plagued my mind afterwards were relentless along work the excitement of something about to be revealed.I ept fitfully, tossing and turning until my body ached so I got out of the bed and into an outfit I could jog round my yard in. Adter many laps and the appearance pf the breaking light of dawn, I decided to head back in and get ready for the day whose first agenda was the address.It was I thought off as a chugged down a bottle

~ETHAN WILDER~ The amusement I had over her pissed-off version disappeared as soon as we got to the more private corner I had inclined her head to. "Why did you leave without informing me?" My tone was harsh and I was sure my face matched it. "Coming here all by yourself when I was literally sitting in my office. Instead you gave ne damn shrug!" Akina jutted ger chin inward, her frown switching to a disbelieving grimace. "Miss Alina!" She nearly jumped out of her own skin, her face fell flat. She took one small step back away from , her eyes downcast. Instantly, I regretted losing my tenper. "I-i didn't tell you because you're already helping me a lot. You've given me a space in your house and food and you did not demand anything extra from me to pay up. I'm grateful for your help so far but I think I've stretched your kindness recently. " She looked up at me. The softness in her hair undid me, overwhelming and dissolving every ounce of temper I had. "I haven't even apologized

~ALINA JOHNSON~The door opened with a slow creaking sound. I walked in slowly, heels dangling from my fingers. Everything was as it was after the police arrived. My furniture upturned and messy, broken glass and ceramics. I stared at my large TV. It cost a lot yet it was still here. What could they have known that I had that was more valuable in terms of money? I didn't have real gold or diamond.All this I would have gotten an idea of if Ethan hadn't interrupted me. That burglar would have talked somehow anyway but no, Mr. I'm-the-boss-of everything wouldn't let me handle anything.I puffed air in my cheeks out of annoyance and walked to my bedroom, pushing it open and taking a peek first. Nothing has changed, my bedding were still in a chaotic disorder, everything on my table was scattered, my bedside alarm was missing. I reached for the drawer when something sharped pierced under my foot"Aaah!" I hissed sharply, stumbling backward. I limped to the wall, feeling my toes get m

~ALINA JOHNSON ~"Wow..." Maya drawled, face propped on one hand, staring dreamily through the window. "I'm jealous.""It's not my car Maya. He only allows me to use it because he won't let me leave without a bodyguard." I drew my cocktail close and sipped the chilled drink through the straw.After sleeping an extra 4 hours, I got bored and then Maya's call came in as I was reading the e-novel. She wanted to talk, to straighten things out, and I wanted to talk too. Although, I was no longer pissed at her. I just sincerely missed her but she was going to explain a lot of things to me. Like how she had a Hispanic boyfriend I didn't know existed.Maya's lips were hanging open when Ino looked up, staring at me with disbelief. "Do you not realize how you sound right now?""What do you mean?""Unbelievable." She muttered, poking at the ice in her cup."What?""You sound like you and him are together! And even look like you are." She sucked in breath, slammed her hand on the table and leane

~ALINA JOHNSON~ He was definitely Sarah's father. With the way he shamelessly yelled Ethan’s name, he had to be. Besides the smug look on Sarah's face as strutted in, hair and face identical to the woman next to her. Her mother, had to be. "I see you've been having fun." Sarah's mother spoke, her sentence raising my eyebrows and probably those of the others watching us. Ethan said nothing. Made no face. Just stared at them. Unmoved, unbothered, uninterested. Unlike me.... I was curious as to what they were doing here, why they were causing a scene, and what they meant by "fun." "Aren't you going to say anything? Huh? Not even to tou wife?" Her mother scoffed and shook her head, as if disappointed. I turned to Ethan. Wife? Ethan turned to look at me, his face as stoic as it initially was. That should have caused some reaction from him but it didn't. Instead, he turned to me. "Do you want a refill?" I looked at my glass just as a waiter was passing by. Ethan grabbed two glasses a