“The anniversary party is tomorrow, and there they’ll announce the new president, and we will all be there to see exactly who it is,” he finished with a dangerous glint in his eyes.Andrew stopped his pacing and stood in place. "Farger, is that really necessary?”“Of course it is,” Stefan maintained. “Who knows? Maybe Kent is out celebrating his victory and can’t answer the phone. The presidency is only announced to the public at the anniversary parties, so there’s no other way that we can find out.” “So we will be able to confirm for ourselves if he wins,” Andrew said."Exactly,” Stefan said. “Father, what if Kent didn’t win the election?” Andrew said, feeling the anxiety rise in him.“Then we will find out who did,” Stefan simply replied, maintaining his calm expression. “I don't know about you, but I think it's high time we find out who the other man is, and if he wins, we will find out how to get rid of him.” Stefan finished, then slowly walked out of the living room while hummi

After Willam’s threat, Stefan didn’t say a word, and neither did William. The silence lasted for all of five seconds before William broke it.“What’s the matter, Stefan? You aren’t so high and mighty anymore, are you? I’ll send you the account details so you can transfer me my first payment,” William said smugly.“Go ahead,” Stefan finally said. His tone was calm and almost mocking."Yeah, I’m about to send it,” William replied, misunderstanding Stefan."No, not that. Go ahead and tell Jason,” Stefan scoffed.William huffed angrily. “You think I’m bluffing, don’t you?”"No, I don’t. Go ahead and give him what evidence you think you have; in fact, send the evidence over to me, and I’ll give it to him personally." Stefan mocked Stefan made sure to take extra precautions whenever he did any shady business. He was confident that William didn’t actually have any evidence against him and was only bluffing to extort him.“I can’t wait for you to speak with Jason. He’s an opportunistic lowl

“How do I look?” Jason asked as he stepped into his living room, his presence commanding the attention of Reuben and Timothy.The long-awaited night of the Elysiam Syndicate anniversary party had finally come.Jason was dressed in a tailored, midnight-black tuxedo that hugged his athletic frame perfectly. The crisp, white shirt beneath the jacket contrasted sharply with the dark fabric, emphasising the sleek lines of the ensemble. A classic black bow tie completed the look, and polished black dress shoes gleamed with each step he took.“Mr. Timothy, quick! Call the North Pole and tell them they're missing a penguin,” Reuben said in a playful tone as he handed Timothy his phone.The three men broke into a fit of laughter before focusing back on Jason.“You look dashing, Young Master,” Timothy said, his voice full of pride."Yeah, if you end up not liking the presidency thing, then you should take up modelling. Vogue would take you in a heartbeat,” Reuben added. Even though he was exagg

“With immense pleasure, I present to you the new President of the Elysian Syndicate, the man who has risen to the top against all odds, Mr. Jason Grey.”The reaction to the presidential announcement was nothing short of a mix of emotions.There were the people who erupted into cheers and claps, the loudest among them coming from Reuben and Timothy.There were others who were slightly confused. They were sure that the new president would be a well-known billionaire or the well-known child of a billionaire, but the name Jason Grey was new to them. Nevertheless, they clapped and anticipated his arrival on stage.Then there was the final category of people—the Sinclairs. Nothing could have prepared them for the announcement. Annette, Noah, and David all let out audible gasps, not seeming to care that they were in public.Annette looked at Diana as if she would have all the answers. “Diana, tell me she isn't talking about what we’re all thinking.”“Mom… I don't-”“There’s no way,” Andrew

Once Stefan read the last sentence of the text message, all he could see was red. He gave one last glare towards Jason, who was still speaking, the sight of him only amplifying Stefan’s rage.“You can’t let anyone see you lose control,” Stefan whispered to himself.Determined not to let his emotions show, Stefan took a deep breath and walked out of the crowded hall, concentrating on each step. Every muscle seemed to be under tight control, fighting against the urge to rush or falter. “Where are you going, dear?" Annette stuttered as Stefan walked out, but he didn’t turn back, and soon he was out of the main hall.The Grand Lumière was like a labyrinth, with its myriad rooms and hidden corners. However, Stefan was able to easily locate one of the libraries.As he walked inside the empty, quiet room, he could feel the tension in his body subside. Now that he could think somewhat clearly, he needed to come up with a plan to get rid of William for good. And he needed to do it before Jaso