The Dark Side Of Fate Chapter 127

"You will use the jet," Sylvester said, and I knew if I declined, he would insist. My intention was to arrive there covertly, but it seemed that would not be possible.

"There will be a chauffeur in Gad that will drive you to Brighton. The shadow warriors will be with you, but you won't see them. They are good at hiding and trailing people, which is why they are called shadow warriors. I have instructed them to only interfere when your lives are in danger," he said, and I nodded.

As much as I wanted to tell him it wasn't necessary, I knew those were his conditions.

We got ready to leave, and Sylvester and Marcel decided to drive us to the hangar.

It was a covert mission, so no one was there except the pilot. Avery and I got into the jet.

We landed in Gad an hour later, and I realised the distance would have been torture if we had to drive through. The nausea was terrible, but I kept it together.

True to Sylvester's words, a driver was waiting for us at the airport in Gad, and we proceeded to Brighton.

As we drove through, I realised Gad was a big city. I also saw a lot of electronic billboards paying homage to Sylvester. I honestly thought the west hated the Volkovs.

"These people seem to love Lord Volkov," I said aloud, not wanting to call Sylvester by his name.

"Yes, Luna. Lord Sylvester was the one that brought development to Gad. It wasn't different from Brighton. Where others pushed back, the people of Gad welcomed him, and this was the result. There are other parts of the west like this. After the development of Gad, people accepted him, and he has been working hard ever since. The west is grateful to be under his lordship." Denis, the Chauffeur, said, and I hoped my work would be easy.

The drive was long, and I threw up twice during the journey.

When we got to Brighton, I could see the difference. It was indeed underdeveloped.

We were taken to a small hotel. It had only twenty rooms, and Avery and I decided to share.

I knew we would have to visit the Alpha, but I wanted to rest before I proceeded. I had seen the destruction the attack caused, and it broke my heart.

"How are you feeling?" Avery asked, handing me a glass of water. I sat on the bed in our room. The air conditioning was on, but I was sweating. I knew I needed to tell someone the truth.

I collected the bottle of water from her and drank the content.

She sat next to me and rubbed my back gently.

"After I threw up that day, I haven't been feeling good," I confessed.

"Does Sylvester know?" She asked, rubbing my back, and I shook my head.

"If I told him, he wouldn't let me come, and you know how important it is for us to do this ourselves," I said, and she nodded.

"Marcel knows if they come here, the people would attack. He felt we should have left the council to handle it," She said, and I rolled my eyes.

"Not when the perpetrators are nameless and faceless. We are the only people who can protect their reputation and ensure peace," I told her and further explained what we had learned from the enforcer. She was in shock.

"Poor Dominic. I know he is a douchebag, but he did not deserve that humiliation. I can understand Stephanie's grudge. Where is she, by the way?" Avery asked, and my stomach churned.

"I believe she is part of the reason I am ill, Ave," I said, and my friend frowned.

"That woman has it in for me. I know Sylvester loves me and will always side with me, but I do not want to deal with unnecessary stress, and I am afraid of the extent of the damage she might cost. I also would not want her and Sylvester to be estranged." I confessed feeling emotional about it, and she hugged me.

I let my tears fall freely, realising I had been holding so much in with no outlet. I didn't want Sylvester to know it bothered me because he had a lot on his plate.

"What about Larry?" She asked, and the thought of Larry made me giggle. I wiped away my tears, laughing.

"Sylvester knows he is innocent but wants to keep him a while longer," I said, and she laughed.

"I must agree with him on that one. The old man is obnoxious," She said, and we giggled.