KATE eyes glued on the news as they heard the news. She was terrified as she swiftly turned to Charles.
She spun to Charles, face pale. Charles frowned. He had met Majeek alive and well and now he was dead. Thugs got what they deserved, he thought. That was the usual end for those men.
But Kate’s fear had teeth. Charles had brought home four million in “damages” from Majeek. How? What if—what if he’d had a hand in this?
She couldn’t hold it. “Did you… do anything to Majeek?” she asked, voice small.
Alex looked at her and snorted. “Are you really thinking I killed him?”
Kate swallowed. She knew Alex, as his nature and his work as a soldier, this was highly possible.
Alex chuckled again, “I really wanted to kill him. After what his thugs did to you . But I didn’t. I only took the dam
