Alexander rested for a while after Rita left. He didn't even think about what happened earlier on. It wasn't worth his time. He stood up from the bed and headed behind his walk in closet. On the wall was a button. He pressed it and with a rumbling sound, an underground staircase was revealed. He headed down the stairs and once he stepped down the last stair closed back up; almost as if nothing happened.
Everywhere was white; the walls and lights.
He continued walking with determined steps.
He finally stopped in front of a glass door. He scanned his thumbprint,and the door opened. He stepped into the room and smiled.
"Hey... Guess who is here to see you." Alexander said with a chuckle.The man seated in front of him was bound. He raised his head slowly.
His facial appearance was the same with Alexander.....
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The next morning, Kathleen walked into her office spiritedly. Today,she was determined to find out the identity of that lady.
"Good morning President." Her assistant greeted with a bow.
Kathleen acknowledged his greeting with a nod. "I called you yesterday, your number was switched off." Kathleen said.
"I'm sorry President, I always switch my phone off at night." He apologized.
"I need you to do something...." She explained everything.
As she was explaining,she didn't notice but her assistant's back broke in cold sweat. Wasn't this a ridiculous situation?
How could she be told to find herself?
Ridiculous indeed...
"Alright President,I will see to it right away." With a bow, 'he' scurried out of the office.
'He' was afraid 'his' facial expression would give 'him' away...
Kathleen gave a sigh. She was still hurt about what happened.
She decided that if her father didn't apologize, she wasn't going to speak to him either.
But she doubted if he would. It wasn't as if the bond between them was strong in the first place. He wouldn't be bothered by her anger...
The events that have been unfolding these past few days was giving her headache.
There was Henry, then her father of all people...
After she discovered the identity of the lady, she was going to teach her a little lesson. There was no way she would let her off...
Even though she knew her father was at fault too, she wasn't going to punish her father, was she?
The lady was going to suffer for it... A little lesson, just a little...
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Stephen glanced through the pictures on the table in front of him.
'So this was the Henry, hunhh?...'
He felt the reason why Quinn wasn't giving him a chance was because she still had feelings for Henry. He hadn't met the son of a bitch before... But he already hated him.
He was stupid... Very stupid...
Quinn didn't explain much to him, she only told him he was the father of her child. She also told him he already had a fiancee. So, he assumed the bastard forced himself on her.
Fool...
He turned to look at the photos again. He had to admit the fool was good looking...
"Maybe that's why Quinn doesn't want to take a second look at me. She already met someone better and didn't want to settle for something less." He shook his head in self disapproval.
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