Just like Marcus had stubbornly agreed, there began a court feud between him and his father, Mr Cyrus. Marcus hurriedly hired a council and alerted his lawyer of the legal battle on ground, and they got prepared for war. One would commend Marcus for the bravery he had, to take things up with his father at court when he knew that he was in the wrong. Days passed, and the day for the first hearing came along. The two men prepared themselves and went to court. The hushed murmurings of the courtroom were abruptly silenced as the heavy wooden doors swung open. All eyes turned towards the entrance as the principals in the legal conflagration made their way inside. Leading the procession was the towering, imperious figure of Mr Cyrus, the family patriarch, corporate titan, and the implacable plaintiff bringing these proceedings against his own son. Mr Cyrus strode forwards with measured, deliberate steps, his aristocratic features set in a mask of stern determination beneath his swept back
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