Twisted Fate

Alex just got into his email and went through the emails his private detectives sent. It all pointed to one person, Nicolas Anderson.

Kamal’s investigation points at every illegal deed of Nicolas Anderson and the part that Jim played as his top loyalist.

While the female detective successfully got him some evidence about Nicolas Anderson sneaking into his father’s hospital ward shortly before he was announced dead.

The CCTV footage was deleted but somehow, they were able to recover it using high tech.

Nicolas needed to be interrogated why he was there at the time and who gave him the consent to. He must give an explanation and why the footage was deleted.

If he needs to exhume his father’s remains for autopsy, he would do it, just to get a medical confirmation that his father’s death was not as a result of complications from the accident but by deliberate murder.

But it was already time that he gave to Jackie Anderson to meet him in his office. And from her phone call, it appeared she was desperate.

And if that is the case, she would be in his office any moment soon. It wasn’t quite sixty seconds later, Rosa walked into his office and announced that Jackie Anderson was there to see him.

“Let her in,” Alex instructed.

By the time Jackie got in and sat on the couch, she made it clear that she wants Alex to do whatever he can to help Jerome escape prosecution.

“What makes you think I would be interested in helping your son? Besides, why should I help you?”Alex demanded, staring at Jackie, the woman Whose daughter he had once dated.

“I am not asking you to do it for nothing. I want it to be a deal. You help my son or agree to help my son while I expose a top secret in exchange” Jackie declared, glaring back at Alex.

Alex’s lips twitched.

She has cheese in her hand to give him in exchange for Jerome’s freedom. That would be great if it’s worth it.

“Fine. Wet my appetite by telling me a glimpse of what that top secret is” Alex asked, acting casual with Jackie. But in the real sense, he is interested in her so-called top secret.

Jackie had a faint smile on her lips. It would work, she hoped it worked.

“When Frederick and Charlotte got married, I was a witness. You were born and then your sister.

Your parents would have lived happy and watched their kids grow up and fulfilled. But that aspiration never came true, because Frederick died…”Jackie trailed off deliberately.

Alex’s eyes had turned cold. Frederick and Charlotte are his parents. And what Jackie said was true. If his father had not being murdered by possibly her husband, his mother was likely to still be alive.

But his father’s untimely death had shattered his mother and she eventually committed suicide. They couldn’t live to see them happy and fulfilled.

Whoever had murdered his father was the mastermind behind his parents leaving him and his sister as orphans.

His curiosity was almost at its bottle neck but he remained calm. He doesn’t want to appear desperate about it. He had to make Jackie believe he was too interested in her secret.

Meanwhile, Jackie continued “Like I said Frederick and Charlotte died. But did you for once ask yourself if Frederick Foster, your father died a natural death?” Jackie asked, now staring unblinking at Alex.

“Just spill the beans, Ms Jackie Anderson” Alex declared. Why stalling for time? She can just go straight to the point.

Jackie suddenly became serious. Here is the time she’s been waiting to make a bargain. Now or she loses the dice.

“I will expose the person who is behind your father’s death. Frederick was murdered and I have all the evidences to my claim”

Alex glared at him. He already knew what she said earlier. He also has his number one suspect to be her husband.

But if he gets hold of the evidence, it would hasten the trial and execution of the damn Bastard who killed his father.

“Fine. Let me have the evidence and authenticate it first before making a deal” Alex demanded.

“I will let you have a glance at the least of that evidence and then you will be convinced by my offer” Jackie said and got her brown envelope, got the picture of Frederick and Charlotte’s wedding.

Whe Alex saw his parents wedding picture and the bloody writing on it, he violently slammed his hands on the desk in rage.

“It’s a deal!!”

Nicolas Anderson was invited to the waiting room. He was told someone was there to see him.

He had thought he was going to meet his lawyer and conclude their discussion about the court hearing coming up in a couple of days.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

But when he saw Alex Foster standing with his hands in his pocket and his back turned to him, he looked at the young man from his head to his toes.

He would have been his son. If Charlotte had Married him, he would have been Alex’s Father. The young man would have his last name as Anderson and not Foster.

Even as he stared at Alex’s back view, he gnashed in hatred against Charlotte. He hates her more on each passing day.

Alex Foster knew Nicolas Anderson had walked into the waiting room and he gently turned and come face to face with the murderer who sent his father to his early grave.

And the only reason why he killed him was because he was married to his mother. Marrying a woman he loved was the only son he had committed.

“I have come to ask you a few questions” Alex seethed, trying to hold back his fury and not strangulate the scum before him.

“Go straight to the point, I don’t have time for silly talks”Nicolas declared, having an hostile stare towards Alex.

Alex felt like puking blood. Someone behind bars talking about not having time for silly talks. For God’s sake, what is he using his time for?

Anyways, he would ask his questions. He wants to get him entangled with his words and use his own web to trap him.

“You used to know my mom back then in your college days right?” Alex asked, acting like he was making an innocent request.

Nicolas Anderson glared at him and hissed “Yes, I used to know Charlotte. What else do you want to ask?” Nicolas answered.

“You both were friends, good friends back then. Did you have a crush on her back then?” Alex asked, being calm, trying his best to still put up with the calmness.

“Why do you want to know? And what if I had? She has eyes only for that rich brat, she doesn’t want anyone else except him.

Despite being her friend, she pretended not to notice my advances towards her. She turned blind eyes to my advances and gave her feelings and love to someone else.

But I don’t blame her. I was poor back then. The son of a nobody. I had nothing to offer her back then. Hence my crush for her was one sided…”Nicolas Anderson kept blabbing.

He had completely forgotten that the person before him was Charlotte’s own son. His obsession for her has taken over his reasoning that he continued blabbing non stop, pouring out his bottled pains.

“And after that, you let them live in peace?”Alex asked, acting like a detective, who had completely forgotten his job and sympathised with the accused.