Alex Browning Cause Of Death Novels & Stories

“Yes, sure,” Alessa replied. They were all gathered in the living room, waiting for the latest update in society. “It's going to be fine,” Tyler whispered to Tracy and rubbed her shoulders. The news finally came on and everyone paid attention to it. “This is it,” Aria said as they all stared at the screen. Immediately, Bryan’s phone rang and he realized it was his mother. He ignored it and paid attention to the screen. “The popular billionaire, Mr. Hart was found dead in his study minutes ago. His cause of death was due to an overdose. Our condolences to his family and loved ones.”

Her beloved people were safe and warm and worked with full bellies under one roof. It felt like Alex indulged her deeply, and Iris knew this was only a gift bestowed by him for a short time. Alex loved his privacy and his freedom. It was only a matter of time before his patience ran out. *** They were checking out the news outlets to see the update on the trial process of Jonathan Browning, Alex's father. The prime-time news was nonstop reporting about the mogul turned convict who was accounting for the murder case several years ago back then and adding the kidnapping and shooting incident for the recent crimes.

But Paula and Zach thought it was an opportunity, so they simply became cruel and changed Alex's medicine, letting him… die. "Very likely, the truth is what you just said." Gale closed her eyes and sighed. "But...there is no evidence. "How do I look for evidence?" Alex had passed away more than two years ago, and there were not many traces of anything. The doctors and nurses in the hospital had already changed several times. "You can't find evidence, Gale. If Zach had left any clues, Shawn would have found out." "Then what should we do..." After a lot of hard work, it was finally becoming clearer.

When the time comes, I'll tell him about my illness, or better yet, I won't tell him at all and take the secret with me to the grave. I smile at him and take a proper seat on the couch, while Arthur does the same. "Arthur, Alexander's father is no longer alive. He was killed in a car accident, and…" My voice trailed off, and I sniffed. "I feel as if it's all my fault because he lives outside of my former hometown and while he was..." My voice trailed off again, and I was unable to finish my sentence. I place my hands on my brow and act as if I'm crying.

I asked , staring at him as sadness watches over him. "The question should be , How come, How did it happen,why are you with Alexa picture,She died a long ago,in a ghastly motor accident while coming from the Beach with her parents and her twin brother also lost his life after he heard the news of his parents death alongside his sister"He explains sadly. "She died? How,when,How did it happen.?I asked, terrified. "Until I answered your question,Who the fuck are you and why with Alexa picture?"He asked, finally raising his head to look at me.

"Ms. Sykes, you should go home now." I averted my gaze and got into the car. "Craig, call an ambulance for him." A while later, my car drove away. I was taken away from the area where commotion had just happened. Later, I heard that Alex didn't die. However, his legs were permanently impaired as he suffered severe bone fractures in those areas. He would have to use a wheelchair for the remainder of his life. While he had ended up getting himself in a tighter spot, my sweet, fantastic life was just beginning.

Is Alex going to be punished? "Vincent Brooks ... " he muttered to himself before looking up at me again. "So two questions? Unfortunately I can only answer one of them tonight. Which would you choose? Alex or Vincent Brooks?" "Dimitri.." He shook his head. "Now that's the rule, Caroline." I clenched my fists under the table angrily. "Alex. What happened to him?" Dimitri looked slightly disappointed when he heard my answer. 'Unfortunately Alex will not be sentenced to anything. He killed Beta Pack Silver Moon in self-defense, and at that time there were many eyewitnesses who supported him."

But he remained silent, his jaw clenched tight. In the middle of the the Chiefs' heated argument about whether I should be whipped or simply banished, the heavy double doors of the lounge burst open. The pack doctor ran in, his face white, his breath coming in short gasps. He didn't even wait to be acknowledged. He looked straight at the Chiefs and then at Ricardo. "He’s gone," the doctor whispered. The room went so silent you could hear the wind whistling through the window. "The late Alpha Alexander is dead," the doctor announced, his voice shaking. "The poison was too strong. It shut down his heart. He died of food poisoning... prepared by his son's wife."

"How dare you bite me, you stupid old man!" The wheelchair did not have any breaks on, so that kick sent the wheelchair rolling straight down the stairs. Dad fell to the ground as well, and his head crashed into a corner of the wall at the bottom of the stairwell. There was a dull thud. Blood was everywhere. Dad died in that fall. Alex had murdered him. This time, he could not weasel his way out. As killing his own father was an aggravating factor, Alex was sentenced to death.

“My cousin was so poor; I bet he couldn't even buy himself a coffin, which is why I’m here with this gift! I’m so sorry for your loss, Aunt Brittany!” Brittany’s eyes twitched slightly. She had reached her wit’s end. “Shut up, you bastard! My son is in his room right now, well and alive. My son wouldn’t die even if you did!” Mariah shook her head. “Oh Brittany, looks like you’re really oblivious about what happened, huh? Alex was involved in a car crash. He really died. It was all over the news too. How could you not know? You’re his mother, for god’s sake.”