Substitute Bride For Young Master
Chapter 137: Die!

The distance between the door and the helicopter is about 7 feet. Alex's instincts gave a warning alarm when he saw the guards around Nathan disperse. The men in black uniforms ran towards the edge of the roof top and jumped simultaneously.

Alex squinted behind the reticle and aimed at the man inside the helicopter that was starting to take off. The look on his face changed rapidly when he saw the man pull out something from inside his suit, an object resembling a detonator.

A detonator?

"Detonator! Nick, it's a trap! Everybody cover!" alex shouted as he ran towards the helicopter. His heart raced with each swing of his long, fast legs.

Deg.

One.

Deg.

Two.

Deg.

Three.

Hop!

Booms!

A violent explosion was heard after Alex jumped and hung from the foot of the helicopter. At first glance he could still see Nick and some of his men throwing themselves off the roof top and rolling over the canopy. He breathed a sigh of relief.

As fast as lightning Alex lifted both of his legs and wrapped them around the transverse iron. After turning around and locking both legs on the helicopter leg, Alex took off his glasses and put them in his pants pocket. He tightened his abdominal and arm muscles to help stabilize his position, then took aim from below and fired a barrage of shots through the helicopter body.

It only stopped after almost half of the iron bird's body was filled with small circles. Blood dripped from the bullet hole, splashed onto his body and face. It seems that none of the passengers survived.

Alex rubbed his face with his sleeves, then lifted his body and re-hung.

The helicopter began to lose control, turning and swooping sharply downward. Alex scanned quickly, looking for a reasonably safe location as a landing spot. The propeller kept spinning and buzzing in the air. He waits patiently until the risk of injury from jumping from a deep height is minimized, then ....

Hop!

Bruk!

"Ughhh!"

He groaned as his back hit the roof of the people's house. He reached out to look for a grip so that his body would not continue sliding down.

The sreeet!

Cracks!

His teeth clashed with each other, his arms seemed to be released when gripping the edge of the roof.

Booms!

The helicopter hit an empty ground about 100 meters from where Alex jumped. The sound of explosions and blazing flames attracted the attention of the citizens. People started to crowd. Alex sighed and turned to look at the Andromeda Corporation warehouse that was flattened to the ground, not far from the crash site. This time it must have been harder to cover it than the public, there were too many eyewitnesses. However, that was not his priority at the moment.

Alex's jaw and temple twitched as he pulled up and pulled his body up. His chest felt tight and his eyes were twitching. Both legs are throbbing pain. Quickly remove the white bottle from the pants pocket and swallow two grains at once. Ana's doctor has warned not to do physical activity that is too heavy. However, all his madness since then must have exceeded the maximum limit that can be borne by his body.

"Damn!" he then beat his chest when the two grains got stuck in his throat. Water ... it needs water ....

Slightly staggered, Alex stumbled along the roof divider and looked for the part that had the plumbing. After finding the object, he rested with both hands and slumped down. A bitter and bitter taste permeated his throat to the base of his tongue as if it was soaked in bile. Really makes nausea.

Half-running, Alex slid towards the faucet in the front yard of the house, lowered his head and drank as much water as his stomach could hold. Then suddenly, he looked up when he realized there was a shadow covering the sunlight around him.

"Hello, Brother." Nathan ruffled his waist while smirking cunningly.

Alex was stunned for a moment when he saw the face of the man before him. He was at a loss for words when he saw the image of himself in a more cruel and cruel form.

"I don't think killing you is harder than I thought" Nathan continued, swinging his legs at Alex.

Bugh!

Alex fell down with both hands protecting his face. He had not had time to digest everything when the pain was very stinging the back of his head. His gaze darkened as his dazed body hit the ground.

"Take him to headquarters!" nathan orders while walking toward a parked car not far from there.

His right hand was outstretched and shooting at everyone who was trying to get close. Whistling, he got into the car and waited.

"Road!" his orders after Alex were placed next to him.

Three Dartz Kombat T98s soon drove off leaving all the chaos behind.

"Is my order ready?" nathan asked the driver.

"Already, Sir. They're at the base."

"Good." The grin on Nathan's face grew wider. "Let's have fun, Brother."

***

The machine sounds, faint cries, pleas and apologies were repeated many times, all faintly heard and mixed in Alex's eardrum. He frowned when the pain seemed to crush his bones. Nathan's kick in his heart still hurts. His head was like it was about to break. Unclear buzzes from around aggravated the pain. How long has he been unconscious? His forehead frowned as he tried to open his eyes.

"Alex?"

The frown on Alex's forehead deepened. Wasn't the voice of her mother just now?

"Alex! You all right? Open your eyes, get up quickly."

Dad?

Alex's eyelids shook slowly. It felt like he was dreaming, but it also felt very real. Slowly the eyes open, then narrow when the light captured by the retina hurts the eyeball. He blinked a few times before finally opening his eyes comfortably.

"Alex?"

"Mom's? Dad?" call Alex in a daze when he sees his parents sitting in front of him.

Am I home already? Isn't the last time Nathan .. where is Nathan?

Alex wants to get up and approach his parents, but then he realizes that his body cannot be moved. He looked down and found his hands and feet tied in a dead knot. Even so, he was still able to breathe a sigh of relief when he realized his glasses were still safe in his pants pocket.

"How did you guys get here?" he asked again when he realized they were prisoners.

Beatrice and Jonathan just stared at each other without answering Alex's question. They did not know how to explain to their son that all this mess was caused by their mistakes in the past.

Alex did not force his father and mother to answer. Seeing Nathan's appearance alone had made him able to guess what happened. But for now, he did not want to judge anyone.

He spread his gaze and scanned quickly. The room felt foreign to him. It looks like a building from medieval Europe. The interior is similar to the castle of the nobles. Alex had never seen a building similar to The Spring Mountains in Brooklyn before, and it was enough to make him feel amazed for a moment. Just a moment because a few seconds later, the masked face that lined up neatly on the right and left sides with a long barrel gun made Alex again alert.

"Searching, Brother?"

A strange and cold voice from behind his body made Alex turn around reflexively. He then looked at his parents who looked down with a guilty and regretful face.

"What does all this mean?" alex asked after failing to figure out what was really going on.

"Well, forgive my mistake of not introducing myself well."

"Meet me, I am your father's son, which means we are brothers" Nathan said with a big smile. So wide that the smile became so terrifying.

"What?" Despite guessing it, Alex is still surprised to only be able to look at his father and Nathan alternately.

"Your mother .. of course she's not my mother. But still .. It doesn't change the situation if we're brothers. And I hate that!"

The smile on Nathan's face disappeared, just as quickly as when the smile was present on his handsome face.

"Stop, Nathan," Jonathan scolds, "Alex is innocent."

"Who is guilty?!" raung Nathan to the veins on his neck, "Wrong is my mother for loving you? Or was I born an illegitimate child?!"

A gripping silence ruled the air. No one is making a sound. Jonathan Smith did not utter a sentence of denial or self-defense, while Beatrice could only bow without daring to stare at anyone.

"You can't answer that, Old Bedeb*ah?" nathan sneered as he looked at his father and chuckled, "My mom loves you like crazy. He even gave your name to me, making me feel sick and disgusted for life!"

Jonathan returned his son's gaze with tightly clenched hands and said, "But I give you whatever you ask. I gave you the same money I gave Alex. I'm following all your requests, including Jessica-"

"What do you mean by Jessica?" ask Alex. He was shocked to hear his father's confession. Body stiffens. He did not believe his hearing at all. So the guy who gave Jessica to Nathan was his own father? How could? How-to?

Jonathan remained silent. He turned his face away without saying another word.

Watching that, Nathan looked like a madman.

"He gave Jessica to me so I could stop bothering you. But that's not enough! It will never be enough! Can't bring my mom back! Can't return my leg, can't return Kimmy's leg! Youunderstand?" nathan snapped while pushing his father's body up from the chair.

"Stop!" alex Hardik. He tried to get up and wanted to help his father, but the bond in his hands and feet was too strong.

Nathan laughed contentedly seeing Alex glaring and growling at him.

"You still think your mom and dad are angels?" his hiss, "Your father made Jessica an orphan to be easily controlled. Killed his cousin to take control of Jotuns Corps stock. You don't know how much rot he's done"

"It wasn't an accident?" alex asked as he stared fixedly at his father, "Say, Dad, it wasn't an accident?"

"Sorry, Alex ... I let you down" Jonathan replied without daring to return his son's gaze.

Nathan walks over to Alex and puts Glock to his forehead.

"Nathan! Just kill me! Release Alex!" jonathan shouted with a gasp of breath, "He knows nothing!"

Nathan's hand shook at his father's cry. His eyes were as red as blood when he turned around and stood up to challenge Jonathan. His outstretched right hand pulled the trigger.

Dor's!

"Aragh!"

"No!"

"Dad!"

All those calls and sounds echoed in one moment, leaving Nathan dissolved in his terrible laughter.

Jonathan Smith bowed, holding his bloodied thigh. Other than pressing his wound with his hand to reduce the bleeding, he could do nothing more. Only tears of regret continued to drip endlessly.

"See. You're so worried about Alex. Have you ever thought of me, Dad?" muttered Nathan as he twisted the gun in his hand, "Year-old mother took me and Kimmy by the side. Just one time we came to ask for a meal, ending with ... ah, did you know mom kept calling you until her last breath?"

Jonathan Smith looked at his son with an incomprehensible look. "When did you come to ask for food? I'm not-"

"Why don't you ask your perfect wife?" nathan sidelines while staring hatefully at Beatrice.

"What do you mean?" ask Jonathan and Alex at the same time.

"You don't want to explain, ma'am?" Nathan turned around and looked at Beatrice who was crying silently.

"That was an accident. I-I misunderstood." Beatrice covered her face and cried louder and louder. "I'm sorry ...," he said.

"Accident?" Nathan walked up to Beatrice and pulled her hair until she looked up. "You told us to go home in a car whose brakes didn't work properly. You call that an accident?"

"What have you done, Beatrice?" jonathan asked in a trembling voice, "You killed Kimberly? You did it on purpose?"

Jonathan's face was filled with pain and disbelief.

"I've told you many times, Beatrice, my relationship with her is over. It was just a mistake .. oh, God, why did you kill him?"

The old man turned to Nathan and asked, "Why not tell me?"

"Then what? You're gonna kill your wife too?" nathan replied with a cynical smile.

Very slowly, he walked back to Alex's side and pointed a gun at his temple.

"The only proper revenge for you two is to watch your beloved son die before you. Didn't they? I will be very satisfied to see you dying and dying slowly" Nathan said, grinning like a demon rising from hell.

Jonathan was at a loss for words. In such a position, his two sons looked completely similar. It is so similar that people might think they were born from the same womb.

Beatrice got up from the chair and knelt down. "Nathan-"

"Shut up! You don't deserve to say my name!"

"Please, let go of my son" Beatrice sobbed, "Kill me. I deserve more to die. But my son .. no, please .. not Alex."

Beatrice beat her chest hard while shaking her head repeatedly.

Seeing the behavior of both parents and knowing their dark secrets makes Alex nauseous. Suddenly he feels Nathan has the right to retaliate. He felt sad for the man he had a blood relationship with. It is inconceivable what kind of life it should lead.

"Nathan, stop everything now. I'll make sure they both get the punishment they deserve" Alex said in a hoarse voice, "You don't have to end up like this."

Hearing Alex's words made Nathan back up until tears dripped down his cheeks.

"Who do you think you are?" his teasing in between his laughter.

Alex's earlobes moved slowly hearing the roar of the helicopter from a distance, as well as the roar of the engine that was faintly carried by the wind.

"Before it's too late, Nathan. You still have a chance."

Nathan's laughter stopped suddenly.

"I built all this up over the years not to gain your mercy."

His right hand went straight to Alex's head.

"Death!" his hissing while pulling the trigger.

Dor's!

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