Anthony decided to dress up for the meeting, as he wanted to make a good impression. He picked out his best suit, which was a navy blue pinstripe. He paired it with a crisp white shirt, black shoes, and a matching belt. He styled his hair neatly, and put on his favorite cologne. He looked in the mirror, and was satisfied with his appearance.He made his way to the restaurant where Roland wanted to meet. It was a fancy place, and he felt a bit out of place. He walked in and saw Roland sitting at a corner table. Roland was dressed in a black suit, and he looked somber. Anthony approached him, and Roland stood up to greet him."Anthony, thank you for coming," Roland said, his voice low."Of course, Roland. You wanted to see me?" Anthony asked."Yes, please sit down," Roland gestured to the chair opposite him. "I wanted to talk to you about my father."Anthony raised an eyebrow. "Your father? I'm sorry for your loss, but what does that have to do with me?"Roland hesitated for a moment

...AA Station...Visiting Hour."The Lafayette's heir is strong-headed. I couldn't take him down but I monitored him closely, that'll do." A man whispered to the stiff-looking young man that was locked behind the prison walls."I'd take it from here." The stiff-looking man finally spoke as he gaped at the man who shared the information with him.The man gave the stiff-looking man a piece of paper containing the things he jotted down while he was monitoring the heir of the Lafayette family."You've done a good job." The stiff-looking man said with a smirk on his face.The man beside him chuckled darkly. "Indeed, I have. My money." He demanded."Let me get out of prison first, money isn't an issue." "Money is my issue and besides you're going to spend a lifetime here in prison."The stiff-looking man had a smug looked on his face and he pointed to the police officer who was heading towards their direction."Is visiting hour over?" The man asked but the stiff being still didn't move an

"Roland gave me a cold shoulder, he didn't forgive me with an open mind as he was just acting." Debbie sobbed.Simon let out a sigh after listening to her narration.He knew Debbie was greedy and would eventually leave him if Roland accepts her again but Roland wouldn't do that because the things they've both done to him in the past were unforgivable and he knew it."Was he really going to demolish all the buildings in the area because of his project?" Simon asked confused about the whole situation."I don't know, that pained me the most." She continued sobbing over the phone."Inform your father about it," Simon suggested."Don't you know who Roland is now?" She said almost yelling. "My father is in no position to stop Roland or his project."Alex, on the other hand, listened to what Debbie said and he came to realize that she must be Roland's ex-girlfriend who neglected him in the past.He didn't want to intrude so he kept his ears wide open without saying anything."It's okay, Debb

Anthony entered his apartment after a long day at work, hoping to relax and spend some quality time with his girlfriend, Sarah. However, as he walked into his room, he saw Sarah sitting on his bed, talking on the phone to someone he didn't recognize. Her back was turned to him, and he couldn't hear the conversation. As he walked closer, Sarah quickly ended the call and put her phone away."Who were you talking to?" Anthony asked, puzzled.Sarah looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise. "Oh, just a friend," she said, trying to sound casual.Anthony wasn't convinced. He had been suspicious of Sarah's behavior lately, and this only added to his concerns. He looked around the room, trying to see if anything was out of place. That's when he noticed that his laptop was missing from his desk."Where's my laptop?" he demanded.Sarah tried to play it cool. "I don't know. Maybe you left it at work or something."But Anthony knew that wasn't true. He had left the laptop on his desk before h

Roland stood outside the police station, taking in the red brick facade that loomed before him. It was a tall building, with plenty of windows and a heavy wooden door. The sun shone brightly, casting long shadows across the pavement and Roland felt a bead of sweat run down his back.He took a deep breath and stepped towards the entrance, pulling open the door. As he entered the station, he was hit with the harsh smell of disinfectant and cleaning products. His eyes scanned the room, taking in the rows of metal desks and filing cabinets. A few uniformed officers sat at their computers, typing away but none of them paying him any attention."Excuse me," Roland said, approaching the closest officer. "I'm looking for Alex Lafayette."The officer looked up, his eyebrows rising in surprise. "Are you a family member?""Half-brother," Roland confirmed, his heart beating faster in his chest. "Do you know where he is? I want to pay him a visit."The officer hesitated for a moment before sigh