Chapter 23- The fall of Alexander Ross.

The whole mansion was disturbed by Emilia's screams. She ran from room to room, searching for Alex, but he was nowhere to be found. More he ran for his dear life. "Aaaaah! Alex is gone! He's gone! My Alex is gone." Emilia screamed, her voice echoing through the halls. Victoria rushed to her side, trying to calm her down. "Emilia, sweetie, please calm down. Alexander is a fraudster, let’s try and run while we can. My baby..." But Emilia pushed her away, refusing to be comforted. "No! You don't understand! He's gone! He left me! He left our child!" Victoria tried to grab Emilia's arms, but she shook her off. "Emilia, stop! You're going to hurt yourself and your child!" But Emilia was beyond reason. She ran to the phone and tried calling Alex, but it went straight to voicemail then another time it was completely dead. "Alex! Alex, please! Don't leave me! I'm pregnant with your child!" Emilia screamed into the phone, but there was only silence on the other end. Victoria tried to pry the phone out of Emilia's hand, but she refused to let go. "Emilia, stop! You're not thinking clearly! Stop this madness now." But Emilia was too far gone. She collapsed to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably, the phone still clutched in her hand. She seemed like someone who was nearly driven mad. Victoria knelt down beside her, trying to comfort her, but Emilia just pushed her away, lost in her own world of despair and betrayal. He had promised her the world and now this. She stumbled into Alex's study, her eyes scanning the room for any sign of him. That's when she saw it, it was a travel itinerary on his desk, with a flight to Japan highlighted. Emilia's heart sank. He was leaving. He was actually leaving her and their child. She felt a surge of adrenaline flowing through her and quickly she grabbed her car keys. She had to catch him. She had to stop him from leaving, from leaving them. “Emilia, stop! come back here right now!” Her mother shouted but she was long gone. She ran out of the house and jumped into her car, speeding out of the driveway and onto the road. She floored it, weaving in and out of traffic as she tried to catch up to Alex. Finally, she saw his car up ahead. She pulled up alongside him and rolled down her window. "Alex! Stop! Don't go! Dont you dare go without me." she screamed. Alex looked over at her, his face expressionless. "I have to go, Emilia. I have to get out of here." Emilia's voice was desperate. "You can't leave me! Not now! I'm pregnant with your child!" Alex's expression didn't change. "I'll take care of you and the baby from afar. But I have to leave, taking you with me will be a burden." Emilia's eyes filled with tears as she paid."You promised me you'd never leave! You promised me you'd always be here for me!" Alex's voice was cold. "I lied. If i could deceive and lie to your sister. you cant be any different. I'm sorry, Emilia. But I have to go." Emilia ran towards the plane, desperate to stop Alex from leaving. But just as she was about to reach the stairs, two airport security guards grabbed her arms and held her back. "Let me go!" Emilia struggled and kicked, but the guards were too strong. "I have to talk to him! You bastards!" But the guards didn't budge, and Emilia could only watch in despair as the plane took off, leaving her behind. She tried to run after the plane, but her legs gave out beneath her. She missed a step and fell hard on her stomach, knocking the wind out of her. Everything went black as she lost consciousness. Meanwhile, at Alex's house, a team of police officers arrived to arrest Victoria. They had received an anonymous tip that Victoria was involved in the attempted murder of Emily Johnson. They had done their own findings and had monitor her movements due to Mr Johnson who knew by the nature of the accident, it must have been planned. They had also discovered a hidden room in the basement, filled with documents and recordings that implicated Victoria in the crime. The police officers were shocked by the evidence. "Victoria Johnson, you're under arrest for the attempted murder of Emily Johnson," one of the officers said, handcuffing Victoria. Victoria's face was calm and collected, but her eyes betrayed a hint of fear. "I don't know what you're talking about," she said, but the police officers just smiled. "We have all the evidence we need," one of them said. "You're going down for this, Victoria." At the Johnson house, Justin walked into the living room, where Mr. Johnson was sitting on the couch, sipping a cup of coffee. "Sir, I have some news," Justin said, his face serious. "Alex has fled the country." Mr. Johnson's expression didn't change, but a hint of a smile played on his lips. "Ah, yes. I expected as much." Justin raised an eyebrow. "Expected, sir?" Mr. Johnson nodded. "Yes, Justin. I have connections, you know. The president has already been alerted, and the president of Japan has been notified. Alex will be arrested as soon as he steps foot in Japan." Justin's eyes widened in surprise. "That's... quite a reach, sir." Mr. Johnson chuckled. "You'd be surprised what I can do, Justin. Now, let's just sit back and wait for the news." Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, Alex stepped off the plane at Tokyo's Narita airport, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He had made it out of the country, and he was finally safe. But as he walked through the airport, he noticed a group of police officers waiting for him. They were dressed in formal attire, and their faces were stern. "Alex Johnson?" one of the officers asked, stepping forward. Alex's heart sank. "Yes... that's me." The officer smiled, a cold, calculated smile. "You're under arrest, Mr. Johnson." Alex's eyes widened in shock. "What... what are you talking about?" The officer handed him a piece of paper. "You're wanted for questioning in connection with a case of embezzlement and fraud." Alex's face went white. "That's... that's not possible." The officer shrugged. "I'm afraid it's very possible, Mr. Johnson. You see, we've been expecting you." As the officer handcuffed Alex and led him away, Alex couldn't help but wonder how he had been caught so quickly. He had thought he was safe, that he had covered his tracks. But now, as he was being dragged away by the police, he realized that he had underestimated the power of his enemies. He had thought he was above the law, but now he was facing the consequences of his actions. The police officers led Alex to a waiting car, and as they drove away from the airport, Alex couldn't help but feel a sense of despair wash over him. He had lost everything, his freedom, his reputation, his future. And as he sat in the back of the car, handcuffed and helpless, Alex couldn't help but wonder what the future held for him. Would he be able to escape the consequences of his actions, or would he be brought to justice? Only time will tell.