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But then, I already thought that Nathan is right, and that makes rule number thirty for my manual: There are no rules at all. ---THE END---

Rather than having a few years together during our childhood, we never really know one another. However, childhood is over, we all are grown up now, and it’s well known how a person transfers into someone new when they are fully-fledged. According to my friends, who have come across this man, they describe Nathan as a psychopath. Dean worked with him on some projects. He said Nathan is the most unpredictable man he has ever met, and I trust Dean’s judgment without question. “What do you want, Nathan?” “I want nothing, old boy. I want to give you something, a wedding present, remember?”

Chapter 197 Authors POV The documents trembled in Lessie's hands as though she was emerging from its own shame and blood. She had gone through nearly all of them. Word by word, layer by layer, so that she no longer could deceive herself that the words were imagination or some wonderful fantasy from Nathan's mind to harm Alpha Duaine. Her eyes were blurred, not only from reading, but from tears which struggled to emerge from them. Nathan leaned back in his chair, his mask-like face but eyes glinting perilously close to satisfaction. "Lessie, just remain calm. It's not good for you to..."

ETA to total data loss: 6 hours, 12 minutes. Her coffee was cold. The novel was still unopened. The apartment didn’t feel clean anymore. It felt like a war room she’d tried to pretend was a home. Nathan’s last text sat on her screen: Do nothing well. The red light from her phone painted the ceiling.

"Dear Victoria, I almost died today. I know that sounds dramatic, but it's true. One minute I was standing in the garden, and the next minute I was on the ground, and I couldn't breathe. The first thing I thought was: I'm not ready. I'm not ready to leave you. I'm not ready to leave our children. I'm not ready to miss everything—the grandchildren, the garden, the mornings when you hum while you make coffee. I'm not a man of faith. You know that. But in that moment, I prayed. I prayed that I would survive. I prayed that I would get another chance. I prayed that I wouldn't be taken away from you. And I got my wish. I know I don't deserve another chance. I've made so many mistakes. I've wasted

My eyes landed on my laptop, and a thought struck me—the files Alex had sent me. I hesitated, my fingers hovering over the trackpad. Part of me didn’t want to open them, didn’t want to give Alex the satisfaction of proving himself right. But curiosity won out. I clicked on the email, opened the file, and pressed play. The screen flickered to life, and my heart sank as I saw Nathan sitting across from a woman in a dimly lit room. The sound was slightly muffled, but his words were crystal clear. “Raina thinks I follow her around because I like her,” Nathan said, his tone cold and detached. “...but that's not the case. I’m here for revenge.”

She sighed and then laid on the bed as a lone tear left her eyes. The tune of music continued to play making her curious of what was happening outside..... _______________ Nathan cheered as he drowned himself in alcohol. Tonight was the night of the celebration. He has perished his biggest enemy Aaron Maslow to nothingness. He was beyond happy. The dancers with a flimsy brazier and a thong continued to dance in the backyard with his men. He was himself enjoying. A hazel hair coloured girl caught his eye that was similar to Doctor Sophia and he called her to him by signalling.

"The Bennetts are busy mourning a daughter. The Kings are busy welcoming a wife. It’s a clean trade, don't you think?" As Elena draped her white designer coat over the velvet chair that had been Ava’s favorite reading nook, she claimed the space with a silent, terrifying finality. The trap was set. Nathan was hunting a ghost in the desert, completely unaware that his home had been occupied by the very demons he thought he had outrun.

"Tell me." "After Rachel left, Nathan had a breakdown and disappeared for six months. He told everyone he was traveling to find himself but that's not what happened." "What happened?" "Nathan went to Vegas. Gambled away two million dollars. Money he'd embezzled from his previous company, the one he ran with his business partner before Rachel left. When the company collapsed, everyone blamed market forces but it wasn't. It was Nathan stealing money to fund his gambling addiction." "That's a lie. Nathan doesn't gamble”