Nicholas ran into Brittanyâs ward and said, âMadame Brittany, youâre really awake! What a reliefâ¦â
âOh itâs you, Nicholas!â
They made small talk, catching up with each other.
Alex said, âYou came here at just the right time. Iâm going to help my mom get discharged from the
hospital. Would you please help me get the necessary paperwork?â
Nicholas pulled him aside. âAlex, when Madame Brittany is discharged, where would you guys go? Are
you going to bring her to the Asse mansion?â
Nicholas knew exactly how cruel the Assexes had been to Alex.
Alex pondered and replied, âWe might stay in a hotel first. Iâll buy a proper place later.â
Nicholasâs eyes widened, âYou have the money to buy one?â
Alex fake coughed and lied, âMy mom does!â
With this explanation, Nicholas bought his lie completely.
After all, Brittany used to be the CEO of Rockefeller Group, and everyone knew her as a strong and
independent woman. Even if she were to be stingy with her wealth, her pocket change would still be
much more than what normal people could earn.
However, Nicholas added, âI think you guys should stay in a hotel. Just come to my place! My family
doesnât have much, but we have multiple properties. Thereâs an empty one as of now, you can move in
anytime youâd like!â
âSure!â
After discharging his mother from the hospital, Alex bid Cheryl goodbye.
Knowing that they were going to stay at Nicholasâs place, Brittany didnât question anything.
She had heard about her sonâs experiences with the Assexes after waking up. She was extremely
angry about it, but she stayed silent.
In an hour, they reached the place riding Nicholasâs car.
The building was 18 floors tall, and the apartment was on the 9th. It was around 150 square miles, a
very ideal home. Alex furrowed his eyebrows upon seeing the interior of the apartment.
It wasnât because it was too rundown, but on the contraryâit just looked absolutely amazing.
The interior design was extraordinary. It had everything that they needed as well. Nicholas was right,
anyone could just move in.
âNicholas, are all the units your family rents out well furnished like this too?â
Nicholas chuckled, âAlex, you probably just didnât know that most rented apartments are well furnished.
Who would want to rent them if they werenât?â
Alex didnât question any further. He just thought the apartment was a little too well furnished.
After checking the apartment out, Alex headed downstairs to get their luggage.
Suddenly, a womanâs voice echoed from the entrance, âNicholas Hudson, are you out of your mind?
Youâre letting these people stay in your wedding apartment? Who are they to you?â
Alex turned around and saw a group of people walking in. The one yelling was a young woman. She
looked infuriated with narrowed eyes.
Nicholasâs lower lip was trembling, âSis, Brother-in-Law, you- why are you guys here?â
The ones who had barged in were Nicholasâs sister and her husband, Merida Hudson and Sean
Wellington. Following behind them were Nicholasâs parents.
The father approached Nicholas and slapped him across the face, scolding, âYou twat! Who gave you
permission to do this? I bought this so that youâd have a place to move in with your significant other
after getting married! Do you even want to marry? How could you let someone stay here this easily? Iâll
cut ties with you if you dare let them stay!â
âDad, Alex is my close friend.â
âBullsh*t! If you really were friends, he wouldnât be staying in your wedding apartment.â
Alex felt a little awkward. He really didnât expect Nicholas to offer his wedding apartment for the both of
them to stay in.
âPlease donât be mad, Mr. Hudson. Weâre not staying here. In fact, we already have somewhere else.
We just wanted to check out Nicholasâs apartment.â Alex explained.
âPfft, donât you dare lie to me. Patty from downstairs called just to inform me that my brother was going
to let you guys stay here! Besides, you claim that you have somewhere else to stay. So, where is that
then, huh?â Merida yelled, visibly annoyed.
Alex sighed, âI really do have a place to stay. Itâs at Maple Villa. Look, I have the keycard.â
Sean looked at the keycard and realized that the number 8 was engraved into it.
He smirked coldly. âYouâre such a liar. Really? Maple Villa? This keycard is obviously a fake!â
Merida turned to Sean and asked, âHow do you know that, babe?â
Sean cockily looked down on Alex and explained, âMy company did the furnishing for every property in
Maple Villa. Everyone knows that the 8th Villa is a gift from the owner of Maple Villa, Mr. Carter, to his
wife. Thereâs no way itâs yours.â