Chapter 155 You can never escape my sight


    ire''s frown deepened as she stared at Alex. "What are you talking about, Alex?"


    Alex, feeling his frustration bubble over, snapped, "Why didn''t you want to have dinner with me?"


    ire sighed, a wave of exhaustion washing over her.


    This again.


    "This is a never-ending situation, Alex. I''m getting tired of it. I''m not bound to say yes to every word you say,"


    Alex''s expression darkened. "Back in London, when I asked you out for dinner, you declined, saying you were busy. But then I saw you with Adrian at a restaurant."


    ire crossed her arms over her chest, meeting his gaze steadily. "So?"


    Alex felt a fresh wave of frustration. "Why do you never want to have dinner with me? Is it because you feel embarrassed that I know about your past?"


    In an instant, ire''s eyes turned cold. She pointed a finger at his chest in a threatening way. "Just because you know about my past doesn''t mean we''re friends, Alex. We''re only business partners and nothing more." Alex took a deep breath, trying to keep his temper in check. "Do you like Adrian?"


    ire scoffed, shaking her head. "It''s my business who I like, and you don''t need to know."


    Alex took a step closer, catching her off guard. He ced a hand on her bare back, leaning in so their breaths mingled.


    "It is my business because I was once your husband."


    ire chuckled sarcastically and grabbed his tie, pulling him closer until their faces were only inches apart. "Ex-husband," she sneered before pushing him away and walking off.


    ire took a deep breath to calm herself before taking a seat next to Adrian.


    She smiled apologetically. "Sorry for taking so long."


    Adrian smiled back, reassuring her. "It''s fine, ire."


    Feeling relieved, ire suggested, "We should leave once we''re finished here."


    Adrian nodded in agreement and proceeded to pay the bill. As they stood up and ire looped her arm through Adrian''s elbow, she noticed Alex from the corner of her eye. He was frowning, but she chose to ignore him and turned her attention forward.


    It was finally theirst day in Vegas, and ire and her team had finished their work. They were ready to go home. Alexander offered them the use of his private jet, but ire declined politely.


    With the incident yesterday, ire told Alex that her team will use her jet instead. ire knew the situation will be awkward inside Alex private jet and she doesn''t want the employees to suspect anything between Alex and ire.


    What ire couldn''t believe is Alex bravery for still offered her to use his jet on the way home. After what he did to irest night, she is in disbelief with Alex. He should at least apologize for his behavior. The audacity of him!


    ire can''t help but wonder Alex change in behavior. He seems to be more...jealousy, clingy and protective? If that even the word to describe him.


    Once irended in London, her driver dropped her off at her penthouse. As she headed inside, the receptionist greeted her with a message. "Ms. Peterson, you have a package."


    ire raised an eyebrow. "Who is it from?"


    The receptionist shook her head. "I''m sorry, miss but I don''t know."


    Frowning, ire thanked her and took the package upstairs. It seemed to contain documents, she thought. After settling herself in the living room, she tore open the paper and took out the contents.


    ire was beyond shocked at what she found. It was a series of photographs taken during her stay in Las Vegas. They were incredibly detailed, capturing the ces she visited, the people she talked to, and even the hotel she stayed in. She dropped the photos on the coffee table, her eyebrows scrunched in concern.


    "This is getting out of control," she muttered to herself. She quickly pulled her phone from her bag and dialed Matthew''s number.


    Matthew answered after a few rings. "Hey, ire. Everything okay?"


    "Matthew, we have a problem," ire said, trying to keep her voice steady.


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    "What''s wrong?" Matthew''s tone immediately became serious.


    "I need you toe to the penthouse. You need to see this." ire told him with urgency in her voice.


    Matthew taken notice of ire urgency, scrunched his brows in concern as he stood up from his seat and made his way out of ire office. "Of course, ire I will be there."


    The call ended and ire was still staring at each one of the photos.


    She couldn''t believe someone is crazy enough to stalk her to Las Vegas. Her mind drifted to Eligos and put her suspicion on him.


    Is this Eligos doing or is there someone else''s doing it?


    Thirty minutester, Matthew arrived at her penthouse with ire still sitting on the living room couch. The sound of her front door opening alert ire.


    "ire?" Matthew called her out.


    "In the living room, Matt."


    "Sorry for arrivingte, the traffic was crazy." Matthew said as he walked to the living room. ire nodded. "It''s fine." She then gestured to the photos on the coffee table and Matthew expression is mirroring ire earlier. He took the photo in his hands and looked at each one of the pictures.


    "Is this you?" asked Matthew with scrunched eyebrows.


    "Yes, it is me. Apparently."


    "This picture... it looks like someone stalked you not just one day but every other day. This is crazy."


    "I don''t understand it either. I just got off my flight and I received this package. When I open it, it''s filled with photos of me from my time in Las Vegas. Someone was following me, documenting everything."


    Matthew was silent for a moment, processing the information. "Do you have any idea who might have done this? Or is this the same guy we are chasing?"


    ire shrugged as she took a seat on the couch. "Well, I was thinking that too seemstely this Eligos person was the one who send me message using weird form."


    Matthew agree. "First it was the system hacked at Metacortex, second a paper in your sandwich and third this photo. We really need to find this Eligos person."


    "That''s the thing! We tried; I tried but I couldn''t find him. His name isn''t even real, and we both don''t even know his face."


    They were silent for a second until Matthew spoke again. "What''s the reason for this Eligos person to stalk you? I wonder about that."Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.


    "We''re on the same page. I just don''t get it either. I must say he was smart at sending these pictures on paper instead of files. He knows that we can track him, so I bet he is ying for the long run." He nodded. "He doesn''t want to be found just yet, but this isn''t safe for


    you ire."


    "I know, I just have to be more alert. He could be anyone around me. He can even be my housecleaning or maybe one of my employees."


    Matthew eyes shifted to the paper package on the table and take a look inside. "Wait, what''s this?" he pulled out another piece of paper. As he opened it, ire sighed heavily.


    ""You can never escape my sight