Billionaire’s Lost Angel

The door creaked open, and a tall figure stepped into the room. Now, George was a man who exuded power and authority. He was made of steel and he was back to his domain of underground business.  His rugged features were hardened by years of leading his criminal empire, secretly.. Today, however, he seemed even more evil and hardened than usual.

Caleb stepped forward to greet George. “Have you seen her yet, George? The girl we’ve been trailing, Lotus?”

George’s face twisted into a sneer. “No. Lotus isn’t going to be an easy catch. If she can disappear without a trace then she might as well cover all traces and make sure that we don’t find her.

Caleb’s eyes narrowed as an idea formed in his mind. “Perhaps we should consider a different approach, George. There’s another woman I’ve been keeping my eye on. She has connections, power. She could be a valuable asset to our organization.”

George’s eyes gleamed with interest. “Tell me more, Caleb. I’m listening.”

Caleb smiled confidently, grateful for the opportunity to redeem himself. “Her name is Amelia. She’s the daughter of a wealthy businessman, and rumor has it that she’s grown tired of living in her father’s shadow. She’s hungry for power and recognition.”

George leaned back against a nearby table, his gaze fixed on Caleb. “And how do you propose we approach her? We can’t afford any missteps this time.”

Caleb paused, considering his words carefully. “That’s where my charm comes into place , George. Amelia is no ordinary woman. She’s shrewd and cunning. But if we play our cards right, she could be a powerful ally.”

A flicker of anticipation flashed across George’s face. “Very well, Caleb. I like your thinking. We’ll give this Amelia a shot. But remember, failure is not an option. We can’t afford any more mistakes.”This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Caleb nodded, his mind already formulating a plan of action. “Understood, George. I won’t let you down again. We’ll find Lotus and bring her to justice, while securing Amelia’s loyalty to our cause.”

As the two men exchanged calculated glances, a sense of newfound purpose enveloped the room.

—–

Lotus sighed her eyes fixated on the figure lying motionless on the sterile white hospital bed who had narrowly escaped the clutches of a sadistic killer. Lotus had been the one to find her, to pull her out of the darkness that threatened to consume her. She couldn’t shake off the guilt that crept into her heart, knowing that she was the reason Sarah had been targeted.

Taking a deep breath, Lotus turned away from the hospital room, determined to uncover the truth behind the sinister plot that had brought them to this point. There was no time for mourning. There was work to be done. The killer was still out there, lurking in the shadows, and Lotus was determined to bring them to justice.

Returning home, Lotus couldn’t shake off the image of Sarah’s pale face from her mind. She knew that the killer would not be pleased to hear that Sarah had managed to escape. Instead, she concocted a plan. A plan that would make the killer believe that Sarah was dead. It was risky, but she knew it was the only way to protect her friend and lure the perpetrator out into the open.

With a heavy heart, Lotus contacted the authorities, informing them of Sarah’s supposed demise. A lie that felt like a betrayal. But she knew it was necessary. As she made her way to work the next morning, she couldn’t help but feel the weight of her actions pressing on her chest.

Avoiding Caleb’s inquisitive gaze, Lotus busied herself with her tasks, hoping to blend into the background. But it seemed that fate had a different plan in store for her. Just as she was starting to believe that she could disappear into the shadows, Caleb summoned her to his office.

Swallowing her anxiety, Lotus stepped into the room, her eyes meeting Caleb’s piercing gaze. There was a mix of concern and curiosity etched on his face. She knew she couldn’t hide forever, and facing him head-on was inevitable.

“Why have you been avoiding me?” Caleb asked, cutting straight to the chase. His voice was calm, but there was a hint of worry laced within it.

Lotus hesitated, searching for the right words, knowing she couldn’t reveal the truth. “I… I’ve been mourning Sarah,” she finally managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper.

Caleb’s eyebrows furrowed, his eyes scanning her face for any signs of deception. “Sarah? She was killed, wasn’t she?” he asked, his voice tinged with a bit of taunt.

“She… she was,” Lotus replied, struggling to keep her emotions in check. “I’m sorry for your loss, Caleb. She was a remarkable woman.”

Caleb’s eyes softened, filled wlk”Thank you, Lotus. It’s been hard to accept, but knowing that she had friends like you brings some solace.”

Feeling a sudden surge of guilt, Lotus silently cursed herself for lying to Caleb. But it wasn’t the time for confession. She had a mission to complete, a killer to unmask. She couldn’t afford any distractions.

Just as Lotus was about to leave, Caleb spoke up again, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. “There’s someone I want you to meet, Lotus. He might just be the key to unraveling this mystery.”

Her curiosity piqued, Lotus turned back towards Caleb, her heart pounding with anticipation. “Who is it?” she asked, her voice filled with anticipation.

Caleb smiled, a secretive gleam dancing in his eyes. “It’s someone who knows more than they’re letting on. Someone who might hold the answers we’ve been searching for. His name is Detective Adams. He’s been investigating similar cases, and I believe he can help us.”

A spark of hope ignited within Lotus. Maybe, just maybe, Detective Adams held the key to unlocking the secrets that haunted their every step. With newfound determination, Lotus nodded, her face set in a determined expression. “I’m in, Caleb. Let’s find this killer together.”

“Sure.”

Leaving the office she couldn’t help but notice the slight relief in Caleb eyes when she confirmed of Sarah’s death. Does he truly have something to do with it? If he died, how and in what way was he involved?

—

Peter had now ascended to the heights of great wealth and success. His company, Wakefield Enterprises, had become a global powerhouse, and Peter himself had amassed a fortune beyond his wildest dreams. He owned luxurious mansions in various parts of the world, his collection of fancy cars knew no bounds, and his name was spoken with both fear and admiration in the business world.

It was amidst this opulence that Peter received a message that would shatter his carefully constructed facade of contentment. His ex-wife, Lotus, whom he had wronged in the past, was said to be in New York. The message came from an unknown number, but Peter didn’t care about its authenticity. The mere thought of Lotus being within his reach again ignited a fire within him, filling his mind with a single purpose.

Determined to confirm the news, Peter quickly made his way to his executive meeting. He entered the room with a sense of urgency, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of Lotus. The board members, unaware of his personal turmoil, greeted him with smiles and nods.

“Gentlemen,” Peter began, his voice commanding attention from every corner of the room. “I have an important announcement to make. I have decided to move the entire company to New York.”

The reaction from the room was a mix of surprise, curiosity, and mild disbelief. The board members exchanged glances, attempting to process the unexpected news.

“What about our current locations? The employees, the infrastructure?” one of the members finally spoke up.

“Our current locations have served their purpose, but it is time to make a change. We have conquered every market we aimed for, and now it’s time to conquer the Big Apple,” Peter replied with conviction.

The room erupted into a flurry of questions, concerns, and discussions, as the board members tried to comprehend the enormity of this decision. Peter listened to their voices blend together, but his thoughts remained focused on finding Lotus and resolving their past.

As the meeting started to wind down, with instructions given for the company’s move, Peter was about to exit the room when he saw Sheila.

“Peter, you think you can just walk away from me?” Sheila spat, her anger evident in her voice.

Peter turned to face her, his face revealing a mix of annoyance and impatience. “Sheila, we’ve had this conversation before. There’s nothing left to say.”

“Oh, trust me, Peter, you’re not out of my grasps just yet. I have some leverage that you might find interesting,” she threatened, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

Before Sheila could finish her sentence, Peter’s hand shot out and struck her across the face. The sound of the slap reverberated through the room, but Peter paid it no mind as he stormed out, leaving Sheila stunned and humiliated.

As he stepped into his waiting car, Peter’s mind was consumed with thoughts of Lotus. The message, the decision to relocate his company-everything paled in comparison to finding her. The wounds he had inflicted upon Lotus, the guilt that had haunted him for years, had finally resurfaced. Now, it was up to him to make amends, to seek redemption for his past transgressions.

In this moment, Peter couldn’t help but wonder, as he stared out of the car window, what twists of fate awaited him in New York. Would he truly get back with Lotus?