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“Thirty-four, sir. Why?” “Just wondering.” I turned to face him. “Look into the Bryants for me. They’re out of—” “Texas. I’m aware of who they are. I attended school with Damon. Smart guy. Cocky to a fault, but he’s brilliant.” He stood. “And I’ve heard of this Alex Reid guy. He’s in the media all the time.” “For what exactly?” “Loads of things over the last few years. He’s brilliant as well but lives a bit eccentricly. I think he was the richest, most eligible bachelor in the Times a year or so ago.”

Of course, Alex couldn't ignore the message, especially since the sender mentioned Baylor, who is the son of his close friend, Russell. Alex immediately looked for information about Baylor's schedule and received information that Baylor would be shooting at one of the well-known TV stations. After getting the info, Alex hurriedly took his car keys and went to the Baylor filming location. Alex had arrived at his destination, he had entered the building to check on Baylor, but Russell's daughter was still busy with her work. So, Alex decided to wait in his car. Hours have finally passed, Baylor is finally done with her shooting schedule. Alex could see Baylor accompanied by a staff member then

Brian just asked all of a sudden with a mad voice and I saw a little grin that formed in his mouth while asking Alex about Abegail. “You know nothing, *ssh*le! Stop interfering with our own business because you don't know the whole story. You don’t have the right to judge me because you don’t know how I went through just because of that mistake in the past. That happened a long time ago and you know that it was already in the past so just move on and don’t act like a saint!” Alex exclaimed at Brian with a mad and stern voice. I was shocked with his reaction and Alexa was startled too that is why she started crying so I immediately went to attend her.

Upon reaching the basement, the third and infamous level, Alex holds Ravine's shaking hand. The girl couldn't feel more secure than in his touch. She thanks him with a small voice. "Now, where are they." "H-her parents are regis—" the other bouncer elbows him, for he was about to give away their real occupation down here. "They're in their cabin, Mr. Johnson. Would you like me to take you there?" "Certainly." Alex smirks. He fishes his phone out, Ravine looking at him with wide eyes.

After their drinks were served, Malcolm took a long drink from his beer before placing it back down on the table and looked at Zach. "How’s Mrs. Bishop?” Zach asked. “The accident resulted into amnesia,” Malcolm answered seriously. “Ashley is angry at Alex and her stepdad right now when she found out about it. Mrs. Bishop could only remember the past.” “Did he say anything about Alex?” Zach asked again. “Did he mentioned that could lead us to what does she do or why the f8ck did that accident happened?” Malcolm let out an angry hiss. “Alex. Alex is a hired contractor by the government,” Malcolm finally answered in a low voice with a grim face. “She and Buchanan met overseas and he invited he

JB said and stood up "Alright dad, thanks so much " JB began making his way out of the room. Getting to the door, he turned to Josh, "make sure to eat breakfast." "Of Course, dad, I will." JB walked out and Josh sighed, "this is not going to be any easy for me. Bianca is trouble and Alex, getting sad because of her, no way. I have got to do something about this." Someone cleared her throat behind him and he turned to see Bianca smirking at him.

Alex and Bryce were busy inside their room, they were getting dressed for the meeting. Alex was standing inside his well-furnished room that was decorated in a masculine tone of white and grey. He was dressed in a bold wine, tuxedo with an inner wine jacket on a white shirt. He tucked a blue face towel with white stripes on his breast pocket. His hair was professionally styled and a black rolex wristwatch was dangling on his left wrist and a limited version of a designer black shoes were on his feet. He was busy checking himself in front of the mirror before he turned to Bryce who was getting his feet into a pair of a designer brown shoes.

A window appeared on the screen, revealing a blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty. "It's been a while, Sliva." "Jasper Beckett from the Beckett Group just called me, requesting for Alexa to participate in their jewelry design project," Sliva Nunez said, her tone accented. "Oh? Did he? How uncharacteristic of him." "It doesn't matter who calls me. I wouldn't agree to their request either way." "What if I sought out Alexa myself? Could you help me, being her personal assistant and all?" Alyssa grinned.

No sign of Alex. "Uh, sure! So, what's up? Where's Alex?" Ben looked around again. It was a warm room, decorated in a contemporary style with white walls, dark brown, and leather furniture accented with grey coffee and end tables. The only lights on were two floor lamps at either corner on each side of a very large, flat-screen TV. "Alex is at a bachelor's party in Vegas. He flew out this morning. He should be back day after tomorrow." Ben heard the hissing pop of two bottles being uncapped. Soon after, Taylor emerged from the kitchen carrying two bottles and handed one to Ben. He accepted it and she folded her legs under her as she sat next to him, on the couch, angled toward him.

Julian asked instead in a serious voice. I cleared my throat, not wanting to tell him about Alex's job but I remembered I had told him about it before. One time, we talked about Alex and his job. "I've told you before, Julian. It's something I'm not proud of at all. Alex is a Mafia leader in Mexico, that's what he does," I replied, my voice low. There was silence, I couldn't even bring myself to look at him. My eyes were all over the bar, the soft music in the background and the blue lights gave the place a chill vibes.