These days, the clouds greyed on burial days. It was a weather change even the broadcasters couldn't predict. Rumors had it that the government was secretly seeding the clouds.But seemingly nobody ever noticed on time. Somehow, some way, it remained a rumour because they kept the people distracted.Unlike Dougle’s, the burial proceedings of Daphne Starling were short and rounded up. The priest didn't say the usual long speech, the sermon they often gave about the deceased. He skipped the longer prayers too, only offering or rather saying the shorter ones that entailed the response of the audience.Her father hadn't invited a lot of people either. Very few relatives were there and of course - though still few - some of the shareholders from Voxx. Alistair couldn't attend as a result of an urgent meeting he had with one of our partners but he most definitely had sent a large bouquet of flowers in honor and his condolence message. But perhaps there was no time for that too as it didn't

The Dala Alvon hall was by far one of the most magnificent and most beautiful halls in the city and of course the top ten in the world.Why wouldn't it be? His father had built it in honor of the man he held up so much respect.“A real mentor”, he'd often say. And to think that he and Dala Alvon had been childhood friend was crazy. Crazier than the thought of being US president.And then, it had been his father. His father had always had a thing for architecture even when he'd studied Megatronics And Global Technology. Perhaps that was where his own passion had stemmed from. Only looking at their Voxx Headquarters, one could already tell that only the architects couldn't have inculcated such an idea plan. Of course they'd brought it to life but the details and specificity of every corner, every edge, every plot and every block, could have only been prescribed from his fathers wildest of imaginations.Alistair smiled, happy and sad memories reeling in his mind in considerable slow mo.

Elara tried her best to hide from Ethan, though they weren't on good terms, she still loved him and wouldn't want him to see her here when he wasn't the one who invited her here. She found a seat at the back and she sat down, the only reason why she was doing this wasn't because of her parents.She was doing this because of what she would get if Alistair finally decided to take her back as his wife. She was going to enjoy the benefits of being the wife of the president of Voxx's Group. This means she's going to have the opportunity to shop more and live a luxurious life while maintaining her relationship with Ethan in secret.She wasn't going to treat him like she treated him a few months back, things were different now. Alistair had new people in his life, unlike before when it was just her parents and her, she was drawn back to reality as they clapped their hands.Mr. Starling mounted the stage, he exhaled as he looked towards the guests seated, who had their gaze fixed on him. "Bef

Nathan shook his head in disagreement, "I don't think you should do so, after the horrible things they did to you, no don't do it."Layla shrugged, shaking her head, "Come on Nathan, yeah we are all aware of what he did to Alistair, but we still can't deny he played a great role, by taking him in when no one decided to accommodate him.Yes, they acted unjustly towards him, because they thought he was useless. I know they are opportunists, but we can't allow what they did to him to stop us from showing them what it means to be good."Nathan shook his head, he almost mentioned the word babe, but he kept shut, "We can't do that, besides a criminal like him, shouldn't be seen in a gathering like that. Don't you think it's going to send the wrong message to people out there?"Alistair stared at Nathan and Layla, they both had good points, but it was up to him to choose which of their decisions he would go with. He exhaled, "Guys, I have listened to what you guys have to say, but I think I

He drew closer towards his daughter, gazing directly into her eyes, "I need you to help the posterity of this family, that's all I want," he replied.Fiona still didn't understand, she looked back at her brother who was also gazing at her, "What do you mean by, you need me to help the posterity of this family?"He shrugged and buried his head, before raising his head, "Don't tell me you don't understand English language or did you lose your ability to comprehend things?"Fiona felt a bit angry, but she couldn't do anything, "Dad I understand the word, family and posterity, what I don't get is what you mean by protecting the posterity of the family. Correct me if I am wrong, but I will get married into a new family, and my brother will be the face of this family. If there's anyone who's to protect the posterity of this family, he's the one, not me."Mr. Starling shook his head, "You are right, but you are also wrong, even if you get married, that doesn't mean you are no longer a member