Chapter 9 - Returning Home
Following the chaotic boardroom raid, Alexander boarded his private helicopter, flying back to the secluded Massachusetts estate.
The rotor blades thundered above the manicured lawns as the aircraft touched down near the grand iron front gates.
Alexander walked through the double oak doors into the grand foyer, where the framed American flag hung proudly above the stairs.
Little Chloe came running down the hallway in her lavender purple dress, throwing her small arms around his waist.
"Is mommy going to be okay now, Daddy?" Chloe asked softly, looking up with big, hopeful eyes.
"She's resting upstairs, sweetheart, and she's never going to be hurt ever again," Alexander promised, lifting her up into his arms.
He carried her into the master suite where Clara sat propped up against silk pillows, looking much stronger than the day before.
Clara smiled warmly, reaching out her hand to touch Alexander's face as he walked over to the bedside.
"Did you take care of Richard Sterling?" Clara asked softly, her voice carrying a deep sense of profound relief.
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"He's behind bars where he belongs, but we still need to find out who funded the entire operation," Alexander replied determinedly.
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