His mind wandered around the company he was going to be left to handle now. He didn’t feel ready, but sometimes life hits us when we least expect it. "Deigo" Authur snaps him out of his train of thought. Deigo drew his attention back to his master, who lay on his deathbed. Deigo didn’t need to be told twice to know that his master was going to die. The thought alone made his heart pang in fear. He wasn’t ready to lose him too. Authur extended his hands out for Deigo, which he took in a weak smile, stealing its way to his lips. Deigo wasn’t someone to get sentimental too easily, but this time he was finding it hard to die down his emotions. "Yes," he answered, his eyes softening from the tensed ones he had a while ago. “You’ll be alright, kid... I've thought you well to handle yourself, and I do not doubt that you’d do great deigo. The Authur taught him everything he needed and much more to know. Authur has made Deigo into a man even before it was time for him to grow up

It had been a week since Deigo was thrown into jail. Be hasn’t said a word or eaten a thing. He has only survived with water. It’s what he only takes. Every day felt like an eternity. Deigo's assistant, Louis, came to visit him daily. "Sir, please let me bail you out," Louis begged. "You don't belong here." But Deigo shook his head. "No, Louis. I need to stay here." Louis looked confused. "But why, sir? You're innocent." Deigo's eyes dropped. "I'm not innocent, Louis. I was blind. I trusted them." Louis frowned, looking at his master in piety. Deigo felt this was his way of punishing himself after being blinded by his feelings and breaking the rules; he needed to beat himself up and dwell on the shame he had caused himself. Deigo's voice was barely audible. "Leave Louis..." Louis's eyes widened. "I'll get you out, sir. Please, you can make them pay for it." Deigo's hand on Louis's shoulder stopped him. "No, Louis. I need to face this. I need to understand why and le

Deigo stood before the mirror, adjusting his tie. His eyes hardened. Today, he would reclaim his empire. He strode into the Blackwood Corporation, his presence commanding attention. The corridor fell silent. Employees avoided eye contact, their heads bowed down as he walked further in his presence, exuding dominance. Anyone would think twice before crossing his line. Deigo had made it clear to Louis that no one questioned his authority. He was the boss, but not for now; he is the personal assistant of Marcus. His steps came to a halt as his eyes fell upon Sophia, and Benjamin clinging to each other, stirring rage within him. Benjamin looked over his shoulder, noticing Deigo. He stopped turning to face Deigo fully while Sophia got the hint and turned too surprised to come face to face with her ex-husband. “If it isn’t the church rat,” Benjamin mocked. Deigo’s eyes were fixated on Sophia, his nose flaring with anger and despise. Deigo didn’t want to create a sc