The Heir And The Servent Started From A Bet novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140

Alex got a call from his brother that their father was at the door of his house.

He didn’t even think. He dropped everything he was doing and started heading straight there, panic crawling under his skin.

His chest was tight, and his mind was racing. What the hell was that man doing at his house?

He told his brother not to open the door no matter what and to keep the phone on.

Through the phone, Alex could already hear the loud, angry banging.

“Fuck!” he hissed, stepping harder on the gas pedal. He didn’t even realize how fast he was going. Red lights? Ignored. Speed limits? Broken. He didn’t care. He just needed to get there before his father did something stupid. Or worse.

When he finally pulled up at his building, his hands were trembling as he jumped out of the car. He took the elevator, but it felt like the slowest ride of his life. Every second felt like an hour.

The doors opened.

There he was. Charles Blackwell. Standing in front of his apartment door, fists clenched, glaring at the entrance like he could burn it down with his eyes.

Alex stepped out, heart racing.

“What the fuck are you doing at my house?” he barked out, his voice raw.

His father turned, eyes dark and cold.

Alex walked toward him, every step heavy. He stood directly in front of him, nose to nose, holding himself back. Every part of him wanted to lash out, scream, hit, do something. But he didn’t. He kept it together.

“I came to take your mom and your brother home,” Charles said like it was the most normal thing in the world.

“What home?” Alex scoffed. “I’m not letting you take my brother back to that hellhole you call a home. Besides, didn’t you throw them out? Didn’t you tell them to never come back? Or have you suddenly developed amnesia?”

Charles raised a brow, unimpressed. “Listen, boy, I’m not here to exchange words with you.”

“Good,” Alex shot back. “Then leave. Now.”

There was a flicker in his father’s eyes. Maybe annoyance. Maybe something darker. Then, a chucklę.

‘So you think you can support your mom and brother? With what, son?” Charles tilted his head mockingly. “Oh, wait… I heard your little ring underground is getting shut down.”

Alex’s jaw clenched. Of course, he knew. He probably pulled the strings himself.

He didn’t flinch though. He wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. Yes, his underground fight club was facing heat. Yes, things were getting complicated. But no, that was not the end of Alex Blackwell.

He had money. Real money. Investments. Stocks. Quiet business ventures his father didn’t even know about. But none of

that mattered now.

He looked his father square in the eyes.

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“Is that what you came here to tell me?” Alex asked, folding his arms across his chest.

Charles narrowed his eyes.

“Let’s see if you’ll still be this cocky in a month,” he said, voice low.

We’ll see, father,” Alex replied evenly.

A long pause. The tension between them could cut steel.

Charles gave one last look. Then, he turned and walked away.

Alex stood still, his chest heaving. Not from fear. Not anymore. But from the kind of rage that settles deep in your bones.

He opens the door and walks in to see his mom and younger brother, staring at him anxiously from the couch in the living room. The moment they saw him, their tense shoulders dropped slightly, like they had been holding their breath and could finally let it out.

His mother rushed toward him, arms already outstretched. She pulled him into a tight hug without a word. Alex hugged her back just as tightly.

He didn’t say anything, didn’t need to. She held him like she had done when he was much younger and got hurt. That kind of hug that made it feel like things might be okay, even when they weren’t.

Julian stood up behind them, his eyes searching Alex’s face.

A few minutes later, they were all settled in the living room. The tension has not left the room entirely, but at least they were together and safe, for now.

“We are leaving tomorrow,” Alex said finally, breaking the silence.

Julian and their mom immediately sat up straighter. Their eyes lit up.

“What?” his mother whispered, not trusting her ears.

“I was able to push the whole thing faster,” Alex said, glancing between them. “We need to leave to avoid incidents like today.”

“So we are really leaving Willowcrest, huh?” Julian said, still trying to wrap his head around it.

Alex nodded slowly. “Except maybe you want to stay back?” he teased, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Julian’s eyes went wide. “What? Are you crazy?” he said, recoiling as if Alex had just suggested the worst thing on earth.

They laughed. For a second, it felt like old times. Before the mess. Before the pressure. Before the threats.

But the moment didn’t last.

“What about your girlfriend?” his mom asked gently.

Alex felt his smile drop instantly. His body went still.

He stood, needing to move, needing to put some distance between himself and that question. He walked a few steps away, his hand running through his hair.

“What about her?” he asked, trying hard to sound unaffected. But his voice betrayed him. It was too sharp, too defensive.

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