Alex's POV
Alex's Office - a few moments later
I was busy checking some drafts when my phone buzzed.
A message popped up:
Jonathan refuses to open the vault.
"Damn!" I said as I banged my hand on the table.
The old house representatives pressured him…yet he is not breaking.
I ran my hand through my hair in frustration.
A slow smile crept on my lips.
"You're more stubborn than I thought,"
"No problem, I'll just wait."
I realized if I push him too much, I may cause a problem for myself.
And the more pressure I put on him the more eager he'll be in keeping the Blue Heart closer to him.
That's exactly what I need…as now…I don't know where the Blue Heart is.
"Patience Alex," I said to myself. "Patience is what you need."
I glanced on a photo of my father on my desk and recalled his obsession for the Blue Heart.
After my father's arrest, I was sent to an orphanage.
I had a few things left to me…one was a letter from my father for me.
