Chapter 255
Alex’s POV
Alex’s Office
I was sitting alone in my office, sipping a glass of scotch.
One legal attempt had been given to me on a golden platter by God.
And the representative and the council melted it into stone.
The only legal chance to open the River vault…failed.
I re-evaluated the events.
My men were captured.
John was untouchable.
The gemstone I inherited that was inside the River vault was taken from me and given to Jonathan in return for a million dollars.
The Blue Heart was, and is still, nowhere close to me.
The failures were weighing on me.
I sighed.
“So…I’m back to where I am p>
I began to think about the Blue Heart.
Things had changed over the past year.
Before, I always thought the Blue Heart belonged to the Harmon family.
The reason I targeted Veronica.
Then I found out it was in the River vault.
The reason I targeted the River vault.
Now I found out it is kept safely in the Federal vault.
Months ago, I didn’t even know if it really was in the River vault.
Now I knew, and it was totally off limits.
I felt humiliated after facing so many failed attempts.
My biggest fear became a reality for me…the Blue Heart may never come into my grasp.
I removed the file I had all the information on Jonathan in.
There’s no doubt the River admin is a strong post, as he can decide to open the vault or not…a post held by Jonathan.
His family is now family number one in the jewelry house’s prominent families.
The Blue Heart is safe in the Federal vault.
I have absolutely no way to get inside the Federal vault.
Every attempt I did…failed.
I exhaled as I felt every attempt I made only pushed the Blue Heart farther away from me.
My gaze fell on my father’s photo.
I suddenly recalled something he always used to say.
He used to tell me, when you want something very badly, you can’t just sit around and wait for permission to take it.
Regarding this…my father had a simple philosophy.
Take what you want, when you want.
If the normal, legal way doesn’t work, find another way.
This memory woke the real son of my robber father as I recalled his last lesson to me.
He always told me if you can’t take a thing using the ordinary way, use another strategy.
And that was: if you can’t take by hook, take by crook.
I realized I had spent too many months trying to work my ways into getting Jonathan to open the vault.
I tried to get all the information that could make me force him to open the vault.
I tried using my men to get the Blue Heart.
I tried putting pressure on Jonathan.
I even tried a God-sent gift, a legal way.
All failed.
I was frustrated, but my frustration was burning and turning into determination.
I had come to terms with the fact…the legal route failed.
Jonathan refuses to open the River vault.
The council and the River representative both comply with what he said.
As for the Blue Heart…it’s in the Federal vault.
No matter what way I used…all failed.
I didn’t want to accept it, but my patience was breaking.
“Looks like I have to be like my father if I want the Blue Heart p>
I began to consider the things I valued and what I could let go of.
Or what I no longer cared about.
I no longer cared about my face.
I no longer needed Jonathan’s cooperation.
I no longer needed the Council’s permission…nor the River representatives.
I only wanted the Blue Heart, as it was a promise I gave to my father.
My determination became so cold, it sent chills down my spine.
I opened the file I had on Jonathan.
I reviewed the content again.
His family.
His allies.
His security.
His responsibility as the River treaty admin.
If I attacked Jonathan directly…it would only bring unwanted attention.
I needed something that would make Jonathan realize he cannot protect the vault unless he opens it.
I cracked my knuckles as a dangerous thought came to my mind.
My gaze fell on the copy of his family lineage list.
The list read:
Jonathan Rollings
Veronica Rollings.
Janet Rollings.
Joshua Rollings.
Then I read the next of kin list:
Daniel Staf.
Isabella Staf.
Adrian Staf.
Jenny Staf.
Vance.
John.
They were all protected under the River family security.
They were the people who mattered to him.
I realized where I should apply the pressure.
I closed the file.
Now I would no longer try to convince Jonathan to open the vault.
I would not look for a legal opportunity.
But I would find a way to get the Blue Heart.
And my father’s philosophy would be the way.
My determination was reignited.
“If I can’t get the Blue Heart in an easy way p>
I looked at my empty hand where I wanted the Blue Heart to be.
Seeing every legal way is impossible for me.
I realized my heart had turned cold…so cold now I didn’t care what the law said.
As my determination grew inside of me, a new ray of hope also ignited inside of me.
My desperation was becoming my resolve.
I tried legal ways…I tried illegal ways.
Failed in both.
The Blue Heart is in the Federal vault.
Jonathan and his family are protected.
But now I will cross his path using Father’s way.
“Enough of failures p>
“Dad, as you said, if you can’t take by hook, take by crook p>
“Crook it is p>
The next few days I spent following Jonathan’s routine.
This time I didn’t rely on my men.
I did everything on my own.
I knew where all he goes.
I knew all whom he met.
I knew the protection he had around him and his family.
I also knew his enemies.
And one of them was always willing to tag along as long as the benefits were fruitful.