Novel & Cerita William X Henry

We finished lunch and left towards headquarters. I will drive, Filomena reluctantly accepted, to go ahead and the X, like a true gentleman, went behind. He straightens out his beige suit and sits right in the middle, forcing me to always stay in my field of vision in the rearview mirror, a real son of a bitch. As soon as we arrived at the Villa the gaze of admiration of X upon seeing the house gives me full satisfaction, reminding me that he is the financier of all this. I turn to him to invite him to take a tour of the NGO.

After these many years of hard work there is no way we taste defeat. “Dont worry, I will take care of things here just make sure you dont get caught by someone in heaven, that nephew of William is really a sleek bastard”, he tells before ending our connection. I Sigh remembering Henry. He is really a smart guy beside being good looking. That kid always caused me trouble since his childhood. He is more intelligent than others in his age. He almost caught me sometimes but being trustworthy minister of king got me its own perks. I Know because of those incidents king William is making few decisions without letting me know. But still I wont stop until I find out everything what he is planning. I

he asked softly, “what happened to you? Are you okay?” “I think so,” I replied dully, then hesitated for a second. “But William… he’s your enemy. He wants to destroy you, and me along with you.” Xavier stopped walking and froze. “Why would you say that?” he asked patiently. Then he spoke again, his voice low and cold. “William has been a corrupt brother since birth. Greedy. Ruthless. I’ve always had to stay one step ahead of him.” I didn’t reply, like I didn’t hear. We continued walking side by side, but my mind was no longer with him.

Henry buts in trying to keep his boss calm but William doesn’t say anything. “Even if they’re just here to flaunt their wealth, it is going to benefit the kids, that money they are flaunting is going to help and make an impact in their lives. So let them continue flaunting their wealth.” I say and Henry nods but William doesn’t say anything as he brings out his phone going through his email ignoring Henry and I. “Classic, William.” I thought to myself.

And I freeze. "William Harrison." William. The Humanitarian. I haven't done much research on him. All I know is that he is partnered with UNICEF and has spent most of his life helping third-world countries and funding education efforts in places such as South America and Africa. A good man. A great man. No wonder there's obvious dislike towards him from Sebastian. "Mind if I walk you back to the house? I'm assuming that's where you were walking to," he says. He is still. Holding. My hand.

Henry crashed heavily onto the dirt, coughing up a mouthful of blood as his body slid to a halt. Realizing with absolute certainty that he was outmatched and outmaneuvered, Henry finally abandoned all thoughts of fighting back. He glared up at Xavier, his voice raspy. "President Grayson... what on earth is the meaning of this?" Xavier paced forward, stopping right beside the fallen man to look down at him from a terrifying height. "I am simply using my physical actions to demonstrate a fundamental truth to you, Mr. Henry. This is exactly how we handle hospitality here in Sea City."

Silence descended upon the room, leaving only the sounds of William's sobbing. A long time passed before Gloria asked, "Who beat you?" "Henry," William answered. "When?" she asked. "Half an hour ago." William couldn't shake the feeling that Gloria was acting strangely that day. "Do you know where the other Moms are? Can you come back home soon? I'm so scared." Gloria massaged her brow as she listened to his teary voice. "Henry's dead, William."

"William. Let's head back for the day. I'm sure you must be tired. ... Also... I'll be bringing in the royal doctor... to get your hand treated." "... Huh... okay..." William muttered beneath his breath, confused by what Xander said before his gaze fell to his palms. They were bleeding. "William. Don't think too much of it. You're you." Xander said as he got onto the saddle of a black steed that Louis had prepared whilst William was lost in thought. "..." William stayed silent as he stared at the back of his father which was receding into the distance. He then went up to Moonshine as he got onto him, riding after his father, not turning back once, even though he wanted to so badly.

Who had the guts to cause trouble at his home? “I’m someone who wants your life.” The cold voice cut through the space. With the black ghost mask on his face, James stalked over to Warren. “Not today.” A man in his twenties walked over and pointed at James. “I don’t care who you are. When you’re at the Xaviers, we’re in charge.” That was William Xavier. Still pointing at James, William attempted to remove his mask. Coldly, he said, “You’re a coward for hiding behind a mask. Let’s see who you are.”

“Who lives there?” “His name is Xander,” Henry tells me, his voice grim. “He was…a Duke, when his brother – your father, Xavier – was King on the throne.”