The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 53

Chapter 53: Chapter 53 Alexi going Berserk
“Alexi, stop!!!!” she shouted frantically, her voice filled with alarm. She was deeply shaken by the sudden turn of events, and her fears about the events in the novel seemed to loom larger than ever. She was terrified for Zhane, fearing that he might suffer the same fate as the characters in the novel who were left unrecognizable after being attacked by Alexi.

“Why is this happening now? What triggered it? Minerva isn’t even here!” Hera’s mind raced with a barrage of questions, each one adding to her mounting anxiety.

Gerald sprang into action, attempting to pry Alexi away from Zhane. However, Alexi seemed to possess an almost superhuman strength, far beyond what Gerald had expected. Despite Gerald’s efforts, Alexi remained firmly rooted in place, his resistance overwhelming. Meanwhile, Zhane’s forehead glistened with sweat as he strained to maintain his hold on Alexi, his struggle becoming increasingly apparent.

The security team, accompanying Gerald, rushed forward to intervene, joining forces to pry Alexi away from Zhane. Their classmates stood in stunned silence, perplexed by the sudden eruption of violence and unsure of what had triggered Alexi’s outburst. The transformation was alarming; Alexi typically exuded a friendly, approachable demeanor, known for his easygoing nature and good looks, resembling the quintessential “guy next door.” This drastic change in behavior was entirely unexpected, leaving them all unnerved and bewildered.

Despite four security personnel and Gerald’s presence, they found themselves unable to pry Alexi away. Despite her fear, she couldn’t shake the nagging thought of why Alexi was behaving this way. Then, a sudden realization hit her like a bolt of lightning: ‘Could it be that Alexi’s actions were driven by the storyline itself? If so, what triggered this deviation from the plot, and why did it stray so far from the narrative? Hera couldn’t help but wonder if she inadvertently assumed Minerva’s role in the story, unknowingly provoking Alexi’s reaction by getting herself involved with another character. Just as Alexi’s fury erupted in the novel when he feared losing Minerva, could his current behavior stem from a similar fear upon learning of Hera’s connection to someone else?’

With each passing thought, Hera felt her limbs tremble and her eyes widen with uncertainty. If her suspicions were correct, then the only solution to calm Alexi down would be to mimic Minerva’s actions in the novel, wouldn’t it?

Summoning her courage, Hera took a leap of faith and moved towards Alexi from behind. However, Gerald quickly noticed her intentions and firmly intervened. “No! He’s incredibly dangerous at the moment. Stay back!” His voice carried a note of urgency, fueled by his fear of Hera getting harmed.

Hera locked eyes with Gerald, her determination unwavering as she pressed on with her approach. A collective gasp hung in the air, everyone frozen in fear, yet unable to intervene for dread of Alexi’s potential reaction.

Undeterred, Hera courageously closed the distance to Alexi, her heart pounding in her chest with each step. “If my speculation is incorrect,” she thought, her mind racing with the worst-case scenario, “I might end up hospitalized.” Yet, she pushed forward, fueled by the urgency of the moment and the hope of calming the storm raging within Alexi.

It didn’t take Hera long to reach Alexi. Zhane’s grip on Alexi was weakening, his palms slippery with sweat. With determination, Hera took one final step and knelt beside them. Zhane’s reaction was a mixture of shock and anger at Hera’s risky move, but his surprise only deepened as Hera gently wrapped her arms around Alexi’s shoulders and whispered, “It’s okay, everything is fine now. I’m still here.”

Hera repeated her soothing words several times until she felt the tension drain from Alexi’s muscles, his body going limp in her arms. She caught him just before he collapsed to the floor. The onlookers could only gasp in shock as they witnessed the unfolding events before them.

Despite his surprise, Gerald didn’t hesitate to assist Hera with Alexi, swiftly taking him from her arms. Hera then instructed, “Gerald, please take Alexi to an available room and contact his assistant to arrange for his pickup. Make sure to inform them of the situation so they can handle it appropriately, ensuring there are no further conflicts with the hotel and on their end.”

As Hera attempted to rise, the tension leaving her body caused her knees to weaken, and she struggled to maintain her balance. Fortunately, Zhane swiftly moved to catch her, steadying her before she could stumble.

Meanwhile, the onlookers were stunned by Hera’s authoritative tone in instructing Gerald, almost as if he were her subordinate, and by Gerald’s immediate compliance. Hera remained oblivious to this reaction, her mind preoccupied with other matters, while Gerald saw no issue with following her directives, as he indeed served as her subordinate.

As Alexi was being escorted out by security while still unconscious, Athena arrived, gracefully tip-toeing with her high heels in hand. Observing the distraught atmosphere, she couldn’t help but feel confused. She had assumed that the issue with Claire’s slander had been resolved, yet upon entering, she found Claire standing unharmed amidst the crowd.

Turning her gaze to Hera, Athena discovered her best friend lost in thought, with Zhane providing support by holding onto her waist. Confusion etched across Athena’s face as she watched the scene unfold, her head tilted to the side in bewilderment.

Although Hera still needed time to sort out her thoughts, she felt compelled to address the immediate issue at hand. “Now that the other matter has been resolved,” she began, “I hope we can move forward with addressing the slander. It not only tarnishes my reputation but also unfairly implicates two innocent gentlemen in this ordeal.”

Gerald stood at attention, nodding at Zhane as a signal to continue contacting Rafael regarding the matter. Meanwhile, Claire remained silent, hoping the commotion would divert attention away from her and the issue she had raised. However, her fear escalated when Hera returned to the matter at hand, casting a glare that seemed to pierce through her, leaving Claire trembling with apprehension.

This time, Hera’s anger was palpable. The fact that Zhane almost got hurt in her own domain due to a baseless slander hurled by Claire infuriated her. It appeared that Hera would need to take a firm stance against Claire to ensure she learned her lesson. If Zhane had been harmed, it could have sparked a feud between the Everetts and the Averys, as Zhane was the sole heir of their esteemed clan. Justice would be demanded, and Hera couldn’t allow such a scenario to unfold and affect her Grandfather.

Hera took a moment to collect herself, steadying her wild breathing as she reorganized her thoughts. Once she regained her composure, she turned her attention to Zhane, who remained as poised and dashing as ever, though his disheveled suit betrayed the ordeal he had just endured.

With genuine concern, Hera inquired, “Are you alright?”

Zhane’s stern expression softened into a slight smile as he reassured Hera. Then, without hesitation, he retrieved his phone and dialed Rafael’s number, which was promptly answered. As he activated the speakerphone, a hoarse and irritated voice emanated from the other end of the line.

“What’s the matter, Zhane?”

Hera could envision Rafael furrowing his brow in his office, engrossed in his tasks. Despite the tension, a small chuckle escaped Hera’s lips, offering a momentary relief from the whirlwind of thoughts consuming her mind.

Rafael detected her soft laughter and inquired, “Zhane, is Miss Ainsley with you?”

Hera took the lead and addressed Rafael directly. “Mr. Briley, there’s been an incident at my class reunion. Someone has been spreading rumors about us being involved romantically, even suggesting I’m involved with both you and Gerald Troy.” A hint of mischief sparked in her eyes as she continued, her inner determination to confront Claire evident. “It’s unclear if she’s attempting to tarnish my reputation or yours, but either way, it’s a troublesome situation.”

“Who is responsible?!” Rafael’s furious voice reverberated, its malice sending shivers down everyone’s spine except Zhane, accustomed to such intensity, and Hera, who knew what she wanted to do.

Hera pressed on. “Gerald will be following your decisions, Mr. Briley.” The silence in the room was deafening.

“Understood. I trust this will set a clear example for those considering following such a person’s leads. Now, tell me who it was,” Rafael commanded, his tone firm and unwavering.

However, Hera didn’t take it to heart; instead, she felt a sense of relief knowing that Rafael would willingly handle the situation for her. “It was Claire White, daughter of the Whites,” she disclosed. “I was concerned about any impact on your reputation, so I aimed to resolve the matter swiftly. Thankfully, Gerald and Zhane provided their support.”

Hera wasn’t one to shy away from retaliation against those who sought to harm her, especially if they persisted in their efforts. She was not a saint to keep forgiving those who wanted her harm. She remembered the “White Flower” tactic Athena had taught her years ago. While Hera initially believed she wouldn’t resort to such deceitful methods, she realized that being straightforward had its limitations. As she informed Rafael of Claire’s involvement, a wicked smile crept across Hera’s face, hinting at the brewing storm of consequences.