The Jailbird - S01 E92

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The Jailbird - S01 E92

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 92

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SERGEI’S MANSION*

The Bratva might be in turbulence, but the top 5 still mert secretly at Sergei’s mansion, like they’re doing right now.

The five are seated at Sergei’s office, and Sergei is standing in their middle.

“I’m not sure when, but I’m sure we’re still coming back whenever Madden wakes up” he said.

“Madden who’s wanted globally? Do you know how many politicians he killed?” The second man said.

“Of course I know! We all saw the bodies on the news so stop talking like I don’t know what I’m doing! And besides, his face is different now with a different name” Sergei replied.

“That doesn’t matter, cos the moment we get back, Igor takes over. Aren’t they brothers? Let Igor run it, and we all know you’re only trying to make Madden The Pakhan because you want your daughter Zoya as the godmother” another one said.

“Does Zoya look like she’s interested in godmotherism right now? Her kids have been missing since last year and no one knows where Nazeera took them to, so any marriage plan between her and Madden is over. I even shredded the papers already! I’m not doing this for my daughter. I’m doing it for us!” Sergei argued.

His phone rang, interrupting the argument.

He fished it out and showed them the screen.

It’s Zoya calling.

He left the office and went out to pick.

“Do you know how thin I’ve gotten since the past one year? I lost my curves and everything and can’t even focus during trainings here in the camp! I almost got demoted father! Where are my kids!!” She cried.

Sergei sighed out, shutting his eyes.

“I’m trying my best, Zoya. Trust me, but Nazeera will surely not get caught unless she shows up by herself” he said.

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HONG KONG~EAST ASIA*

The lively streets of Hong Kong felt the festivities too.

Christmas is blooming in the air with different feasts and scenes in the red-decor streets.

Snow is falling massively that cold evening, and a white Lamborghini drove to a stop in front of a private restaurant.

The driver came down and opened the backdoor.

Nazeera stepped out, wearing a black long wide gown which gave her the look of a pretty rich aunt, and her hair is covered with a designer scarf too.

Her heels are loboutins, and her bag is hot Hermes. She looks so sophisticated and rich with a wide smile on her face.

The driver opened the other door, and the twins came out, wearing matching outfits which depicts the Christmas theme so much.

“Let’s go, sweethearts” she pulled their hands with her two hands, taking them into the restaurant with her.

They were served in a private room, and immediately the twins started eating, she got a call which took her out.

Aleksandr is eating with a great appetite, but Angelika is only stabbing her plate of food.

“Are you happy with grandma? Don’t you miss mum?” She suddenly asked.

“Why do you ask?” Aleksandr replied.

“You heard the story grandma told at the cathedral before taking us. Madden and Maya don’t deserve what she’s doing” she said.

“But what can we do? Not like we can fly from here in Hong Kong to Russia” Aleksandr replied, drinking some water.

Angelika got down from her chair and walked to the door.

She could see Nazeera receiving the call in front of it, and she could hear her conversation.

“I said Madden is still alive! You think that devil can die that easily? He’s probably hiding somewhere, and as for Adeline, I won’t believe she’s actually dead without seeing her corpse!” She ranted on phone.

She’s obviously speaking with her evil hitmen.

“Is she gonna strike soon again?” Angelika muttered worriedly.

“We can actually help Madden and Adeline” Aleksandr said behind her, and she turned.

“If you cooperate” he said.

“What do I have to do?” She asked.

Aleksandr smiled.

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RUSSIA, CLAN*

Madden drove straight to the compound, and when he came out of the car in front of the broken fence, his mind sank.

The compound is really in ashes, nothing left to look at.

He literally ran in, his head freezing as the falling snow became much.

A minute after he ran in, Igor drove to an halt too, running in with him.

Madden went straight to his manor, pushing the door open like a madman.

The dinner… The last dinner he gave her that she didn’t eat. It’s still on the lamp table by the door.

The house is full of cobwebs already, and it’s fuçking dusty, but he doesn’t even give a shit as he walked slowly through the memories.

He could see Adeline everywhere… He could feel her, he could smell her too, so fuçking much.

His self-hate was boundless as he walked.

He hates himself for allowing her to die. He should have protected her more. He should have done a better job

It’s his fault… He loathes himself like mad, right now.

He entered the bedroom, and he saw her balm container beside his pillow.

He picked the container and brought it to his nose. It smells like her luckily, so he inhaled hard, remembering what she said while applying it on him….

“MASTER, ARE YOU GAY?”

His legs shook on the ground as he walked into the bathroom, and her scent is everywhere too.

It was ruining his head as he walked around, inhaling madly like he could die if he doesn’t.

He entered the closet, squatting in front of the wardrobe she entered the other time.

He could imagine her inside, holding the vodka bottle and calling him a WICKED BASTARD.

Then they kissed insanely, and it was so sick…

He went on his knees in front of the wardrobe, his heart tearing to pieces as he reminisced about everything.

Igor entered slowly, hovering above him.

“You should leave Russia for sometime. All your memories of her were made here so leave for a while” he said.

Madden couldn’t even talk back.

“When you were in coma, I created an IG account with your new name, and I posted most of your works from your Archive room. They’re all receiving lots of love, and billionaires are willing to pay anything to book you. You can choose one of the countries” Igor continued, getting his phone to read the list.

“China, Dubai, Japan, India, Italy, Colorado in America…

“Colorado” Madden finally spoke up, standing to his feet.

He needs to go there and see her body for himself. Even if it means uprooting it from the ground… He just has to see her for one last time.

“Cool, I’ll tell Baron Douglas that you’re coming over” Igor replied.

Madden shut his eyes.

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COLORADO, APEX SYNDICATE EMPIRE~ BARON’S OFFICE*

“My goodness!” Baron squealed immediately he received the mail from Vernon.

He removed his glasses, reading the mail again to be sure.

To think that he has been queuing on his comments section since last year, and now he got chosen as the first person he’d work for?

“Fatima!” He stood, rushing out of the office with the intention of breaking the news to her, but then he saw a commotion happening at the west wing.

“Miss Tessa is awake” the guards broke the news to him, and he slowly blinked his grey lashes as he was led to the room where Adeline is standing in front of a mirror, looking at her face in utter shock.

“So… You’re telling me that a contract was signed with this family to save my face?” She said, turning to face everyone.

“Yes. Calm down and hear everything” Trixie replied cautiously.

“Calm down? I don’t wanna do that! Get married to another man? I’m not doing that” Adeline shook her head.

“You’re already married to me, actually” Dominic said.

“You’re delusional. Your wife married you, not me, and I only have her face. I’m not her, I’m not Tessa! I’m Adeline! I didn’t even ask for a change of face in the first place cos what the hell is this face? Where are my thirty friggin fade freckles? What’s with the caterpillar eyebrows!!” She yelled.

“You don’t expect a normal eyebrow after being in coma for a year. Of course it grew, and you still have freckles, they’re just not much” Fatima said.

“And stop saying you didn’t ask for the face. Do you know what your face looked like after the bombing?” Dominic said, showing Adeline a picture of her before the surgery.

Shock crossed Adeline’s face for a minute, but then it disappeared.

“Still… I didn’t ask for it, so let me and my sister go! I have my parents investment money and I’ll pay you that in advance, then I can work hard and pay the rest bit by bit” she said, pulling Trixie to her side.

“You’re going nowhere, Tessa. You’re my wife!” Dominic gnarled.

“And I said I’m not Tessa! I’m Adeline!” Adeline snarled back, and the next thing she felt was a daze in her face.

He slapped her!

“Dom!” Fatima gasped.

“Dominic!” Baron finally came in.

“How dare you!!!” Trixie yelled and almost attacked Dominic, but he stepped back.

“You dared to raise your hands on me? Is that how you treated your wife? Is that how she died? Huh? Are you a woman beater? Huh!!” Adeline yelled, and it seems that statement touched him cos he slapped her again.

“Dominic stop!!!” Baron got between them.

“Tell her to stop being an uncultured, ungrateful swine! The moment I open my mouth and tell the whole world that she’s actually Adeline, do you know how many people will come for her? She’s a big part of why The Bratva scattered so she’d be dead!” Dominic shouted.

“What did you just say? The Bratva scattered?” Adeline’s eyes widened.

“Not only that, but your precious Madden has been missing since then” Dominic scoffed, and tears fell out of Adeline’s eyes.

“It’s not true… Right Trixie?” She faced her, but Trixie couldn’t even speak.

“Tell me it’s a lie!!!” She cried.

Trixie just started crying too.

“If you know what’s good for you, just lay back down and rest then follow me to my personal suite where you belong as my wife!” Dominic ordered.

Adeline suddenly removed the hairpin in Fatima’s hair, bringing it to her own neck and choking everyone with the move.

“Adeline!” Trixie’s eyes widened.

“You dare not kill yourself!” Dominic shouted.

“Young lady, please calm down” Baron said carefully.

“Don’t do it… Your sister worked so hard till this stage” Fatima muttered.

“Adeline… Please ” Trixie begged.

Adeline was even powerless as she held the pin to her neck.

She really really needs the rest cos her eyes are turning, but how would she rest with the news she just received.

So she just left Russia for nothing? She broke Madden’s trust for nothing?

“Drop that, Tessa!” Dominic ordered, coming closer.

“I said stop calling me Tessa! I’m not your wife and I don’t want you! You don’t have the snowy scent and you don’t even wear a cross necklace, your tattoos are not fine and you don’t have a faded scar on your chin… Your voice is not even deep and you’re not as tall as him! You’re wearing suit but he hates it! You’re nothing like him!!!” She yelled, tears rushing out of her eyes as she spoke with the pin pressed to her neck.

“I can generate every quality you mentioned within a day” Dominic scoffed arrogantly.

“Can you generate 9 inches too?” Adeline muttered.