Elsewhere, at the Dolan Family Mansion.A private meeting took place between Dolan Xylon, the eldest son of the family, and their father and leader, Frederick Xylon. The atmosphere was charged with tension as they sat across from each other, preparing to discuss the urgent and critical matters at hand. This conversation would shape the future of their family amidst the chaos that surrounded them.The meeting took place in Frederick's study, a spacious room characterized by its dark wooden walls, which were adorned with family portraits and an array of trophies from various hunts. A grand crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a soft, opulent glow that illuminated the room and highlighted its luxurious details.Frederick sat behind a large mahogany desk, his piercing stare fixed intently on his son. The room's opulent details seemed to fade in the presence of his commanding presence. Dolan, standing before him, bowed deeply in a gesture of respect and deference before he beg

Benjamin stepped out of his car in a dilapidated slum on the outskirts of Regal Hill. The area was a stark contrast to the opulence of the city center, with rundown buildings and narrow, litter-strewn streets that told stories of hardship and neglect. As he closed the car door behind him, the reality of his surroundings pressed in, the air thick with the scent of decay and the sounds of a community grappling with survival.This area used to be a bustling fish market, a hub of activity where vendors peddled their fresh catches to the local community. However, when the Regal Hill administrators attempted to purchase the land for redevelopment, the residents stood their ground and refused to sell. Their resistance preserved this enclave as the last remaining slum neighborhood in the city, a vestige of the past amidst the relentless march of urbanization.Dressed simply, Benjamin nevertheless stood out among the residents, who appeared malnourished and shabby in their worn-out clothes. A

They got into Benjamin's BMW X7, the luxurious interior providing a stark contrast to the dilapidated surroundings they had just left. As soon as the engine started, the soft yet powerful hum of the car filled the air, a testament to the vehicle's impressive engineering. The sound was smooth and reassuring, underscoring the sense of security and strength that the BMW represented.The luxurious leather interior enveloped them in comfort, while the advanced dashboard, dominated by a large touchscreen, added to the elegant impression. The ambient lighting cast a soft glow, highlighting the meticulous craftsmanship and sophisticated design that defined the BMW X7, making the journey feel even more refined and exclusive.As Benjamin began driving, the car glided smoothly along the road, its advanced suspension effortlessly absorbing every bump and dip. The exceptional engineering provided a ride that was both comfortable and serene, making even the roughest patches of the journey feel like

Steve's face changed dramatically, the frown on his forehead deepening into pronounced furrows as the gravity of Jane's request sank in. Leaning in close to her, he brought his lips to her ear and whispered softly yet urgently, "150,000 dollars is my entire month's salary. We can't possibly spend it on a bag."However, Jane's eyes narrowed with determination, and she hissed like a snake, her voice low and insistent. “We can use the savings, Steve. I don't want to lose my pride in front of Valerie and poor Benjamin.”Reluctantly, Steve pulled out his credit card, his face now a mask of grim determination, all traces of his earlier smiles long gone. As he handed the card to the salesperson, Jane's face lit up with a smile of pure happiness and triumph, her earlier tension dissipating as her desire to match Benjamin's extravagance was set to be fulfilled. Meanwhile, Steve's gaze shifted towards Benjamin, his eyes filled with burning hatred and resentment.For no apparent reason, Steve in

After Benjamin nonchalantly announced, with an air of confidence, that he wanted to order all the most expensive, luxurious, and extravagant dishes available on the menu at this esteemed establishment, the waiter’s facial expression transformed dramatically and entirely, shifting from one of polite attentiveness to a look of utter disdain and dismissiveness. The waiter meticulously scrutinized Benjamin from head to toe, taking in every detail of his appearance, from his modest attire to his unassuming demeanor, and came to the swift conclusion that Benjamin did not possess the refined and sophisticated look typically associated with individuals belonging to the upper echelons of society.No matter how remarkably handsome, strikingly dashing, and undeniably attractive Benjamin might have been, the undeniable reality was that he was clad in an old, worn-out suit that, despite its decent appearance, cost just over a modest $500. Furthermore, the shoes adorning his feet were from a nonde