Chapter 221: I Desperately Need Your Help!
Chapter 221
He leaned forward, looking at Celine with an eager expression. "So what about those tickets? Do you happen to know where Marcus kept them?"
Celine tilted her head slightly, tapping her slender fingers against her chin as she pretended to ponder the question for a moment. Her eyes then flickered lightly with a sense of deep recollection as she tried to recall the exact place where that sly old fox had kept it.
"If my memory serves me right, he must have kept them hidden inside the heavy steel safe back at the main estate where his family used to stay," Celine said calmly, looking back up at Alex. "Yes, I think they should definitely be back there. But then again, you can never really be too sure when dealing with someone as incredibly crafty and paranoid as that sly old fox. He always had a habit of keeping backup locations for his most valuable items. So I think it’s much better if we head over there and check the safe ourselves."
Alex nodded thoughtfully, resting his hands flat against the surface of the dining table.
"I think you’ve got a good point there. Well then, It looks like later today we’ll head out together to go do that and see if we can find those tickets."
Celine gave a small, approving nod, and then relaxed her body back into her chair.
As soon as that conversation settled, an awkward silence suddenly descended between the two of them. With the topic of Marcus’s estate and the upcoming auction resolved, neither of them quite knew what else to say next. The quiet atmosphere in the large dining room grew noticeably thicker by the second.
To break the silence, Alex shifted his gaze toward the two glowing spheres sitting between their empty juice glasses. With a quick thought, he swept both of the genuine Ascendant Realm Primordial Cores straight back into his system’s spatial storage space.
The moment he did that, the intens pressure that had been radiating from the two cores instantly vanished without so much as a trace.
Celine watched as the glowing cores disappeared into nothingness, and raised an eyebrow in what looked like mild fascination.
"You know, that special ability of yours to make objects vanish and then reappear out of thin air is a pretty convenient ability to have. Though, I have to admit, I’m genuinely curious about something."
She leaned forward slightly, studying Alex with a deep gaze.
"You possess an instantaneous teleportation ability, a powerful lightning ability, a strange time-based ability that literally allowed you to stop my Deathfrost Blooms last time, and now this storage ability. I have to say, you’re completely unlike any Awakened I’ve ever encountered. And trust me I’ve seen plenty. Most of us only ever awaken one or two distinct abilities, yet you seem to wield a whole arsenal of them."
She paused, taking a quick glance at his calm face, before lightly waving her hand in the air with a dismissive sigh.
"Then again, don’t worry about it. I won’t pry into your private matters. Every powerful fighter is entitled to their own deep secrets."
Alex let out a low, comfortable laugh, appreciating her respect for his privacy.
"Thanks for understanding. Anyway, since we have some free time before we head out to search the estate, how about we go watch some TV for the time being? Or do you have anything in mind to do?"
Celine shrugged her shoulders indifferently.
"Sure, whatever. It’s not like I have anything better to do right now."
The two of them stood up from the dining table, with Celine picking up the empty plates to place them into the sink. Just as they were about to walk over toward the sofa in the living room, a loud buzzing sound suddenly echoed from Alex’s pants pocket. It was his phone.
Alex reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Wondering who was calling him this early in the morning, he glanced down at the caller ID and saw Olivia’s name flashing prominently across the display. He paused for a brief second, glancing sideways at Celine, who was casually leaning against the kitchen counter while watching him.
"Sorry, I need to take this real quick," Alex said smoothly, pointing a thumb toward the stairs. "It’s an important call."
Celine simply crossed her arms over her chest, giving him a careless, unbothered nod. "Go ahead. I’m not going to spy on your phone calls."
Alex turned around and walked briskly up the staircase, heading straight into his master bedroom and shutting the door behind him to ensure privacy. He then answered the call.
"Hello, Olivia?" Alex said in a soft and gentle voice that would have made several ladies heart skip a beat.
"Alex! Where on earth are you right now?" Olivia’s urgent voice came rushing out from the speaker on the other side.
"I’m currently at home right now, just finished breakfast not too long" Alex replied calmly, adjusting his posture. "What’s going on?"
"Good, you’re at home!" Olivia let out a heavy sigh over the line before her tone grew sharp and pressing. "Listen, can you please hurry up and come over to my place right now? It’s something really, really urgent, and I desperately need your help!"
Hearing the panic and urgency laced in her voice, Alex’s relaxed expression instantly vanished, replaced by genuine concern. His grip on the phone tightened slightly as his mind immediately jumped to dangerous scenarios.
"What is it?" Alex asked, his voice dropping into a serious register. "Did something bad happen to you? Are you in danger?"
"Just... just come over right away, okay?!" Olivia pleaded hastily, avoiding a direct explanation over the line. "I’ll explain everything to you in person as soon as you get here!"
CLICK! Before Alex could even ask another question, the line went dead as Olivia abruptly disconnected the call, leaving him standing in the middle of his bedroom looking thoroughly puzzled and confused.
Alex stared blankly at his phone screen for a few seconds, shaking his head to clear his confusion. Whatever was happening over at her place, she sounded genuinely distressed, and he couldn’t just ignore his woman when she asked for his help.
Snapping out of his thoughts, Alex quickly tossed his phone onto the bed and moved into the bathroom. Then he took a fast five-minute shower, washed away the faint scent of food, and dried himself off.
After coming out, he walked over to his walk-in closet, selecting a stylish yet casual outfit that felt just right.
After checking his appearance in the mirror and ensuring his hair looked okay, he grabbed his phone, and quickly came rushing back down the grand staircase.
As he reached the ground floor, he saw Celine sitting comfortably on the plush leather sofa in the living room, lazily flipping through random channels on the massive flat-screen television with the remote control in her hand.
"Hey, Celine," Alex called out as he walked past the living room toward the front entrance. "I have an urgent matter to attend to outside, so I’m going out for a bit. I’ll be back as soon as I can."
Celine didn’t even bother turning her head away from the TV screen. She merely raised her hand, giving him a careless, indifferent wave of her fingers. "Sure, whatever, stinky pervert. Take your time. Just don’t expect me to roll out a red carpet for you when you get back."
Alex chuckled under his breath, shaking his head at her typical attitude, and unlocked the front door. He stepped out of his luxury penthouse, took the private elevator straight down to the underground parking garage, and jumped into his sleek black Maybach.
After the last incident that left his prized Lamborghini Murciélago totaled, he had to buy another one. And he also bought this amazing Maybach just in case anything happened to one of his cars, he’d still have another one ready for use.
He started the powerful engine with a loud roar, smoothly navigating out of the driveway and merging straight into the bustling city traffic. Pushing the gas pedal down, Alex drove through various broad avenues at high speed, taking the most direct route toward Olivia’s residential apartment complex.
It didn’t take long at all for him to arrive. Within twenty minutes, Alex slowed down before parking his car. He then stepped out of the vehicle, locked the doors, and rapidly made his way toward her front door.
Standing before her sturdy door, Alex took a deep breath, raised his hand, and knocked firmly three times against the surface.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Olivia? It’s me, Alex. I’m here," he called out clearly.
Almost instantaneously, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard approaching from the other side of the door. And it didn’t take too long for the door to pull open.
However, the moment the door swung wide open and Alex looked at the woman standing in the doorway, every single word he was about to say instantly died in his throat. He froze on the spot, with his eyes widening in complete and utter shock.
And in case you’re wondering, it was because, standing right before him was Olivia, looking absolutely mesmerizing in a red sexy, silky nightdress that hung loosely from her delicate shoulders.
The thin, semi-translucent silk fabric she was wearing, hugged her perfect body in all the right places, barely reaching down far enough to cover the upper portion of her smooth, thick, and porcelain-white thighs.
And not to talk about the revealing cut of the dress that flawlessly accentuated her curvaceous figure, drawing immediate attention to her slim waist, shapely hips, and most especially... her towering milk juggers that pushed provocatively against the thin silk material, showing off a deep, tempting cleavage.
Her hair that was still wet, most probably from taking a bath, fell wildly over her bare shoulders in loose, messy waves, and a faint, sweet fragrance wafted out from inside the house, instantly filling Alex’s nostrils.
Alex stood completely frozen on the door step, with his mind momentarily blank for a couple of seconds as his eyes involuntarily took in the gorgeous, jaw-dropping sight right in front of him.
At first he had been expecting an urgent life-or-death emergency or something else still equally important, but now being greeted by an insanely attractive woman in revealing silk lingerie was so overwhelming that his throat instantly felt completely dry, making him swallow hard just to regain his composure.