While the business world in the capital was in chaos, Aria had curled up in Alan's arms late in the morning. She had no strength to even move her pinky and just slept with Alan.

As soon as Alan opened his eyes, his first concern was to check on Aria. Seeing numerous marks on her fair skin, his heart ached but a murderous glint stayed in his eyes.

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He didn't expect President Steve to be naive enough to go against him without knowing. He hardly believed anybody but to give him a face and to avoid others, he had just accompanied him. Embracing the tiny body he picked the bedside telephone.

He dialed Nathan's number and spoke, "Alan here, release all the information against Steve Corporation and..."

Nathan cut in, [President Morgan, Steve Corporation CEO is under detention. The cops are searching for President Steve. The stock rates are at the lowest possible value. Morse who had invested his money lost everything overnight. You should rest, we will handle it here.]

Alan was amused knowing his assistant was right on track without waiting for him but he just hummed and hung up the call.

Aria groaned opening her eyes and realized Alan was hugging her. She involuntarily blushed and asked, "Do you have any mercy on my poor back?"

Alan was again amused hearing her playful tone instead of complaining or cries but he still apologized, "I am sorry, I was careless."

Aria looked at his somber, remorseful face and internally sighed, she changed her question glaring at him, "Are you saying sorry for making love? Say yes, I will throw you out without giving clothes."

Alan pinched her cheeks and also heard, "I can drug you every now and then. You looked so cute in the goofy face."

Alan: "Pervert."

Aria: "..."

Punching his stomach, she argued back, "Why only you are allowed to see me climax? It isn't like you have somebody else to see you."

Seeing her claiming right, "Alan... Noo, I..." he gave her the right again leaving some more fresh marks sending her back to sleep at the end.

Asking for the room cleaning service, he tenderly bathed the sleeping beauty and laid her on the bed. He was done playing hide and seek. Now he was going to finish everything before she woke up.

He didn't want to leave her alone so tucking her in the bedroom, he stayed in the suite and called others to his place. Alan got his mobile from his previous day's clothes and saw numerous missed calls from parents and brother. After calling he got to know they had received a message from Aria so he called Vince first.

Seeing President Steve's state nauseated everyone. Vince spoke, "I followed little one's order. I don't think he can ever use his manhood anymore."

Alan didn't find it surprising, he knew his wife would payback with the same but cruelly, "Throw him at the entrance, cops will pick him."

Then Isla Turner entered shivering profusely. Vince scanned her up and down, "Lids correction, Jawline, chin, breast transplant..."

"Do you want to marry her?" Alan asked without understanding why he was saying all that.

Vince felt his stomach lurch hearing it, "I am thinking is there anything natural left in her. Oh yeah, Vagina, didn't you want to sleep with Alan yesterday? Who do you want today?"

That daunting voice weakened Isla Turner's knees and she tried to run away but a fierce slap, she fell on the floor and wailed, "Ahhhh..."

"Shhhhh..." Alan silenced her because Aria was sleeping inside.

Isla had thought Aria would be a powerless girl like before, she didn't expect her to be so strong to take down three men. And now looking at men around her, she was sure, she lost everything and they weren't going to leave her like the previous time.

"How about selling her to old foreign men?" Vince suggested.

"Huh?" Isla wanted to speak but seeing the man ready to hit her, she became mute.

Alan wanted her to live in hell but not create a problem for them. Alan didn't agree with him, "Deport her. She should leave like departing to a different country but end up where she can't get to eat anything and suffer daily."

"No..."

'Pak'

Vince's bodyguard slapped her without mercy for trying to shout. Isla fainted and the bodyguard completed the plan, "We have her apartment under control. We will get her passport and deport her to deserted areas."

Vince cued him to complete the work. Alan received a tab from Vince and checked the plummeted stock rates of Steve Corporation and the residential building destroyed by the state administration due to poor quality materials. It was the same project Terrence Morse had invested.

"This Morse chapter should be closed today itself. I'm done with this play."

"Wipeout?"

Alan: "..."

Alan glanced at his friend who was ready to clean up all the problems permanently away from their life. "I have to meet President Morse and get her location..."

Vince nonchalantly cut in, "She is at her home. She has no idea what her brother and nephew are doing."

Alan knew Vince would have all the information in hand irrespective of whether it's going to be useful or not. He took the new set of clothes and went to the bedroom. He carefully helped Aria to wear the t-shirt dress and he changed quickly.

Contemplating, he gently woke up Aria who whined and hugged him to sleep. "Honey, I need to go out to meet President Morse. Do you want to come?"

Aria just wanted to rest and mumbled, "I don't have the strength... Put me to sleep... and leave. Be here when I wake up... Mwa, bye."

Alan followed it and coaxed her to sleep holding her in his embrace before leaving her under high security.

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At Morse main mansion

Initially, security didn't allow them but seeing the entourage behind two men, they had no choice and left them inside informing President Monroe.

Even though they were uninvited guests and that too so many men were a nuisance, they were treated rather well. They were served with coffee, tea, or juice with other snacks on the table. But none dared to touch the menu. Instead, that irritated them.

Alan told the mansion housekeeper, "Call your madam quickly. We don't have all day time."

The housekeeper was conflicted hearing his cold order, "Mister, Madam will take little time to reach here. Please wait."

Alan shook off his thoughts and decided to wait for a little more time. Vince was bored in five minutes and looked around the magnificent villa. He froze when he went to the dining hall.

"Alan" He grunted loudly in astonishment and shock.

Alan frowned seeing such expression on Vince's face. Vince was someone who wouldn't flutter his eyelashes while killing or seeing anybody dying. He quickly rose to his feet and reached him.

Alan's expression wasn't any different. He was in more shock than Vince.