Before sending Lily to prison, Alex had one last thing to take care of—recovering the Millions of dollars she had gotten from him over the years.
Fortunately, he already had a plan.
"But to get my hands on that money," he murmured, gripping the steering wheel tightly, "I need to find soone first."
Without wasting any ti, Alex grabbed his car keys and strode out of his penthouse, his polished leather shoes clicking against the marble floors. His expression was calm, but his sharp gaze was locked on sothing important.
The person he was looking for was Liam full na Liam Jensen.
In the Novel original storyline, Liam had been one of the protagonists aka Ethan Carter's one of the rarest assets—a brilliant businessman and a visionary developer. Most of Ethan's comrcial empire had been built on Liam's talent alone in the novel.
There was no way Alex was going to let soone like that fall into Ethan's hands just like it did in the novel. More importantly, Liam was the key to draining Lily's money.
"In the original plot of the novel, Ethan only found Liam after he'd already started his own company. Right now, he should still be struggling in the slums," Alex muttered under his breath, pressing down on the accelerator.
As he drove, he pulled out his phone and made a call. "Waters, go to the city hospital, room 308," he instructed. "Speak with the hospital director and have the patient moved to a VIP room, if not have them move to one of the hospitals under our company."
A pause. Then, his voice softened just a little. "Make sure they get the best dical care available for the patient. No expenses should be spared."
"Understood, Sir," Mr. Waters didn't know what Alex was doing or why he was doing this but nonetheless he replied imdiately confirming he received the order.
Hanging up, Alex turned his focus back to the road, maneuvering his black expensive car through the winding streets.
The sleek, polished vehicle looked completely out of place as he entered one of the city's poorest neighborhoods.
The roads were cracked, the buildings old and dilapidated, their walls stained with graffiti and the crack from the ti.
The mont his car ca to a stop, dozens of curious eyes turned in his direction. So were wary, others intrigued. People in this part of the city didn't see cars like his very often—especially not one with tinted windows and a presence that exuded… charm and wealth.
Alex ignored them.
Stepping out of the car, he adjusted the cuff of his tailored suit and walked straight into a run-down apartnt building.
The air inside was thick with the scent of damp wood and old concrete. The dim hallway lights flickered, casting long shadows against the cracked walls.
Alex climbed the creaking staircase to the third floor, his footsteps echoing in the silence.
At the end of the hallway, he stopped in front of a worn-out wooden door. The faded number on it barely clung to the surface.
Knock. Knock.
The door creaked open a few inches, revealing a middle-aged man with tired eyes and a gaunt face.
He looked exhausted, his features lined with the weight of unspoken struggles. In his hands, he held a dented food container, the sll of cheap broth wafting through the doorway.
Alex t his gaze unflinchingly.
"Liam Jensen." Alex asked, confirming he really was the one he was looking for or not. Though the knowledge he have from the novel he is the one he is looking for.
The man's fingers tightened around the food container as he hesitated, his wary eyes scanning Alex's face.
"Who are you?" Liam asked, voice low and cautious. Though he confird with his actions and dialogues that he was indeed Liam Jensen he was looking for.
Alex smiled faintly. "Good. I found the right person."
Without waiting for an invitation, he took a step forward, his presence filling the small doorway.
Liam stiffened slightly. Everything about this man—the way he carried himself, the effortless confidence in his posture, the expensive fabric of his suit—scread wealth and power. He didn't belong here.
"You know ?" Liam asked, his voice edged with suspicion.
Alex smirked. "Not just know you—I know everything about you."
Liam's body tensed.
"I know your mother is gravely ill," Alex continued, his voice calm but deliberate. "I know you gave up your own company to take care of her. I know you've been working yourself to the bone just to pay her dical bills."
Liam's grip on the food container tightened until his knuckles turned white.
"How do you know all that?" His voice was sharper now, defensive. "Who the hell are you?"
Alex finally introduced himself.
"Alex Reid. CEO of Reid Industries."
Liam's eyes widened slightly.
"Reid Industries…" Of course, he had heard of it. Even in the darkest corners of the city, people knew the na.
Reid Industries was 'one' of the most powerful Industries in the city—a company built on ruthless ambition and sheer business acun.
Liam exhaled slowly, his mind racing.
Why would soone tycoon like Alex Reid co looking for him?
Liam Jensen tightened his grip on the dented food container, his mind racing. The man before him wasn't just anyone—he was Alex Reid, one of the most powerful businessman in the city. Liam had seen his na in newspapers, on television, associated with billion-dollar deals.
And yet, here he was, standing in a dimly lit hallway of a run-down apartnt building, in front of a man who had nothing.
Liam's voice was wary. "What do you want from ?" he was wary as to why soone of this stature would co to a place like this and to be more precise for him.
Alex didn't bother with small talk. His sharp gaze locked onto Liam's. "I'll make this simple." His tone was calm, precise—cutting straight to the heart of the matter. "I'm here to give you two choices."
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