The Devil's Love For The Heiress

Chapter 22

Chapter 22: I’m Back

Carlos had the most tiring three days of his life From Paris, his team took a special flight to Dubai Alexander took a separate charter flight to Singapore. They went in and out of a secured hotel, only to change clothes, and then left in another vehicle.

From Dubai, they took another flight to Canada. That was the only time when he and Alexander reunited. While Carlos had an opportunity to rest in Canada, he could not sleep a wink He was so anxious about his trip to Braeton

The police’s hunt for the members of the Bonnet gang was still in progress. Thus, to keep Carlos and Alexander safe, they were flown out of Paris at the very first opportunity. Their departure was kept a secret, and with the help of the Tennis Association, the complicated flight plans were made possible.

From the very start, the goal was to create confusion as to the exact whereabouts of Carlos and Alexander After Canada, Alexander flew to his hometown while Carlos and his party left for Braeton

Carlos arrived at Braeton International Airport at three in the morning, flying via private charter. He had recently repurchased the home that previously belonged to his father and had it renovated. Now, the same home where he lived as a child was back to its original state

Arriving at the mansion, Carlos was feeling nostalgic Memories came rushing back of when his parents were alive and when his young self ran around the gardens. Finally, his eyes landed on a particular spot where he first met Kate.

Of course, it wasn’t the same. Many years had passed, and the previous owners had changed the plants around the gardens. However, Carlos had the same kind of evergreen shrub transplanted at the center of the driveway, for it was his first memory of Kate

Standing by the door, Carlos said, “Father, mother. I’m back home.” He sensed the heaviness in his chest as he hoped, “I wish you were here with me today to see what I have become and make you proud.”

“Sir, I’ve asked the housekeeper to bring your bags to your room. You should take a rest,” Oliver, Carlos’assistant, said.

Carlos merely nodded and went inside the house. He bathed and changed into a pair of comfortable clothes. He meant to go around the house, not feeling drowsy at all from all the emotions engulfing him

Suddenly, it poured outside. It started with light rain until he heard thunder rumbling in the skies The thought of Kate waking up at this time filled his thoughts. He went to the garage and found a sports car Then, he drove off three blocks away

For minutes, Carlos watched from outside the gates of the Wright mansion. His eyes were glued to the location of Kate’s room. He was so fixed on observing the home’s west wing that he failed to notice a man approach his vehicle.

Carlos heard a knock on the window of his car, and after rolling it down, the man said, “Mister Wright would like to see you, sir.”

With a sigh, Carlos answered, “Okay.” The fact that Ethan Wright knew precisely where he was did not surprise Carlos at all. His uncle, the man whom he considered his second father, probably had him tailed all along. He was that powerful, part of the reason why Carlos worked so hard to be at par with the Wrights.

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“How long were you going to wait out there?” Ethan asked, seeing Carlos walk into the dining area of their home.

Carlos smiled. He greeted, “Good morning, uncle Ethan.” He scratched his head and replied,” I was going to wait for the sun to come up. I did not want to wake you both, including Kate.” “Nonsense,” Samantha walked in, carrying a cup of hot chocolate for Carlos. “We have been waiting for you since two in the morning.”

Samantha gave Carlos the cup of hot chocolate and said, “I placed three mini marshmallows. Just like you used to like it.” Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

After finding his place in the dining area, Carlos smiled at his drink. He wasn’t a kid anymore, but the thought of his aunt recalling how he used to love this hot chocolate drink as a child thoroughly warmed his heart. He stirred it well, melting the marshmallows, and drank it all down.

The three of them chatted a while longer, but soon the rain became heavier, and the thunder became stronger. Each of them looked in every direction, assessing the strength of the winds.

“The storm was supposed to arrive in the afternoon. The winds must have pushed it early,” Ethan remarked.

“Kate will be down here soon. She sometimes finds herself awake when the thunder gets too loud. She would normally drink milk and wait for the rain to calm down. There are also nights when she just sleeps it off,” Samantha explained.

Immediately peering at Carlos, Samantha suggested, “Why don’t you go to her room and give her some comfort? You used to do that when you were younger. Go on, now. She would be happy to see you then.”

“Um.” Carlos did not know what to say. While the Wrights had always m