Over a week had passed since the burial, yet the event continued to dominate conversations. The controversy surrounding Betty's behaviour had not subsided, but instead, it seemed to fuel her pride. She revelled in the attention, relishing in the fact that her actions were the topic of discussion among friends, family, and the public.One evening, at a social gathering held in honour of Mr Montillo by one of his business partners and closest friend, Betty couldn't resist showing off her perceived triumph to Perry.Betty sauntered over to where Perry and Alonso stood, a smug smile playing on her lips. She made sure to make her approach noticeable, her steps deliberate and confident."Well, well, if it isn't Perry and her handbag Alonso," Betty said, her tone dripping with condescension. "Quite the event we had, don't you think? I mean your father's burial"Perry forced a polite smile, though her patience was wearing thin. "It was certainly an eventful day, Betty. But I believe the focus

After the disheartening scene that unfolded before Philip's eyes, he resolved to pour all his energy into the project he was assigned to work on with Alonso, the newly appointed chairman of Homos Group. Perhaps, by focusing on the project and ensuring its success, he could turn the situation to his advantage.However, a seed of doubt crept into Philip's mind. He began to question whether the glory would solely be attributed to Alonso, now that he held the coveted position of chairman. Philip pondered the possibility of being sidelined and ultimately removed from the project. If that were to happen, he made up his mind that Alonso would not emerge unscathed; he would bring him down with him.News of Alonso's inauguration as chairman spread like wildfire, engulfing the air with anticipation. His face appeared on every blog, news outlet, and even in advertisements, further solidifying his newfound status.Two days after Alonso's appointment, Philip and Alonso had a scheduled meeting to p

Months had passed since Alonso assumed the role of Chairman, and he and Perry worked tirelessly to bring stability and innovation to the company, as they've campaigned. They focused on honoring Perry's father's legacy, emphasizing the core values that had made the company successful under his leadership.The initial tension with Betty had not dissipated, though it had taken a more subdued form. Betty couldn't hide her resentment and disappointment at her son, Philip, for losing the Chairman position to Alonso. She viewed it as a personal defeat and couldn't help but blame Perry for it.One evening, during a corporate gala, Perry found herself face-to-face with Betty once again. The room buzzed with conversations and music, but an unspoken tension hung in the air as they exchanged pleasantries."Perry, congratulations on Alonso's appointment," Betty said with a forced smile. "It's quite the achievement."Perry remained composed, knowing that Betty's words carried a bitter undertone. "T

James sat in a coffee shop, frustration etched across his face. For weeks, he had been trying to find a way to engage Philip in conversation, to extract the information he needed. He knew that this was his ticket to securing his family's social status, but Philip seemed to be elusive, always offering excuses for his unavailability, and leaving James pissed off.James had thought that their recent peace would make it easier to approach Philip, but it only seemed to complicate matters. He had hoped that their newfound and probably repaired friendship would open doors to confidential conversations, but every attempt had been met with Philip's busy schedule. It was as if he was intentionally avoiding James.He sighed and reached for the cup of coffee placed on his table, which had already gone cold, and then his phone, tapping his fingers anxiously on the desk. Just as he was about to dial Philip's number, an email notification popped up on his screen. It was from Santos, the man who held

It was a normal day for Jacob, and he began his routine with the familiar rhythm of his daily jog. The cool morning air filled his lungs as he pounded the pavement, the rhythmic thud of his sneakers providing a steady beat to accompany his thoughts.As he finished his jog, Jacob made his way to the mini gym in his neighborhood. It was a small space filled with the scent of sweat and determination. He greeted a few familiar faces, exchanged nods of acknowledgment, and set about his workout routine. Sweat glistened on his brow, The clanking of weights and the rhythmic grunts filled the air as he pushed himself to his limits. seeking solace in physical exertion.Returning home, he poured himself a refreshing cup of smoothie, relishing in the vibrant colors of the blended fruits. The fruity flavors danced on his taste buds, awakening his senses and energizing him for the day ahead.The house was so quiet as his wife and sister-in-law were not at home. Dressed in his sharp work attire, Ja