Pascal barged into Donavan's office. Yet again, something was posing a threat to their plans. It was unsettling to think of what happened the last time repeating itself. It would break him.Ever since the death of his mother, reclaiming his position in the Lionheart family had been his only goal. He owed her that. He owed himself that. Pascal took a seat after Donavan's secretary told him he hadn't arrived yet. He could barely regain control over his hand. They shook uncontrollably, and he couldn't stop tapping his legs aggressively. Nothing about him was settled. He needed to hear from Donavan in person and deliberate over the next course of action.They needed to stay one step ahead of Oliver this time, or they were fucked. Everything they'd worked for would crumble if the plan went to rumbles this time around.Unable to withstand the pressure anymore, Pascal tucked his hands in his pockets and pranced the room. The tension building inside of him threatened to explode. He took the

The metallic clank of the detention room door echoed as Bill entered with a weary expression. The past few days have been quite a rollercoaster ride, and the shadows were taking constant hits from a small organization now aware of Oliver's absence."Yo, boss!" Bill announced his presence, killing the distance between them and settling on the iron chair before Oliver.Oliver looked up, his eyes reflecting the turmoil he tried to mask. This session had been the longest he'd ever experienced, and somehow, he let Pascal get to him. Over countless times, he found himself replaying Pascal's words in his head.What if he was right, and this was the final fight he ever got to witness? What if he did get defeated this time, and Pascal took over?"Boss?"Oliver snapped out of his thought, "Bill, how's everything on the outside?" He shot directly. He was really worried about the company and the state he'd left it.Bill shrugged, "It's going well, considering the circumstances. But, Oliver, we've

"Now that this hearing has begun, let me make this clear. I will not tolerate insolence in my court. I will not entertain stupidity, and I will not hesitate to kick you out if anyone falls short of etiquette. If that is understood, then we may proceed," Jacobs stated. His chest was beating heavily. That was the only case in his entire career that had stressed him as much as it did. Not even the Crabtree murder case which had skyrocketed his career had that much effect on him.Oliver kept his eyes on Jacobs, and while Jacobs noticed this, he did not look back. "Something is going on. Something fishy is happening. I can sense it. Something is not quite right." Pascal said to Donavan as he kept looking around. His instincts were telling him that there was something bad about to happen."What do you mean, Pascal? We are in control here. Nothing is wrong. You are just being paranoid because of the way Oliver riled you up. Do not let that monster into your head. You know how he is with peo

Donavan quickly rushed into his room and started packing his bags. He didn't want anything else to do with all the drama that was happening. The old man had a limit, and that limit was being crossed. He took out his passports and checked them.What Jacobs told him and him running to the far ends of the Earth kept ringing in his ear. He did not want Oliver to find him. He was not ready to die. "Fuck!" He muttered while to tossing away the passport. Donavan paced around the room. His chest was thumping while he thought, but then he took his phone and quickly dialed a number. It took forever for the person to pick up."Donna, how are you?" Donavan asked over the phone."You have some nerve calling me again, Donavan. I warned you never to contact me again, and yet, here you are," a woman said to Donavan. He sighed."Listen, I am terribly sorry for everything that has happened between us. I hope you just forgive me because right now, I am desperate for your help,""I can't help you," the

"You won't harken to my pleas. Does this mean you do not love me anymore?" Mia asked oliver who scoffed at her question. He kept pacing around while she had her eyes fixed on him."Do not be ridiculous, Mia. My love for you has nothing to do with this. Infact, I do not know how you can even plead for someone like that to be saved. You saw what he did to me. He humiliated me. He may claim to be family but I do not care. I will see to it that Pascal burns.""All I'm begging for is one last chance. Please give him one last chance to change and if he doesn't, then I will know that it is entirely on him. Please, I want to satisfy my belief and know that I did my best for him. Just give him one final chance. Please, Oliver," Mia begged. Oliver sighed as he gazed at her. He really could not refuse her anything. "Fine. Pascal gets one chance. When I find him, and I will, I won't kill him immediately. I'll give him the chance to do what's right. If he does so, I will pardon him and think of w