In the early hours of the morning, a palpable stillness enveloped the main mansion of the esteemed Scott family, yet beneath the facade of tranquility, an undercurrent of tumultuous panic lingered in the air, casting a shadow over the otherwise serene atmosphere.The mansion itself, a resplendent testament to the opulence and affluence of the Scott dynasty, sprawled majestically across the landscape, its sprawling edifice comprised of an intricate network of wings and expansive chambers. Adorned with lush and meticulously manicured gardens, the estate boasted a picturesque vista that unfolded in breathtaking splendor with the dawn's first light, rendering it a sight to behold in the early hours of the day.Within the confines of the mansion, an atmosphere of tension and anxiety permeated every corner, suffusing the once-serene halls with an ominous aura of apprehension. Johan Scott, patriarch and head of the illustrious family was suddenly stricken by a heart attack upon viewing a vid
As the Scott siblings grappled with their uncertainties, a maid hurried over, her face etched with concern. "Master," she said in a rush, "the eldest son of the Xylon family is here and insists on seeing you at once!" Adam, his features frozen in a mask of shock and apprehension, rose from the sofa. His movements were rigid, his complexion drained of color, a blend of surprise and anxiety rippling through him."What might Mr. Xylon's sudden visit signify?" Adam asked anyone in the room, but no one was confident enough to offer an opinion. Adam, massaging his temples as if nails had been driven into his forehead, swiftly reached a decision. "Please escort Mr. Xylon in and have him wait in the living room," he instructed his maid. "Inform him that I will only receive him after I have finished dressing."Adam's seemingly innocuous procrastination masked a deeper truth. Since dawn's first light, his attire had been meticulously groomed, a testament to his unwavering commitment. Accomp
Adam found himself struck silent by the uncanny accuracy of Dolan's inference; indeed, the very question plaguing his mind was now laid bare before him. Benjamin Frost, purportedly the scion of a prestigious lineage, seemed incongruously at ease in the face of his purported misfortune. How could someone of such esteemed pedigree maintain a facade of contentment amidst what appeared to be a life steeped in adversity? This perplexing contradiction gnawed at Adam's thoughts, shattering his preconceptions and plunging him into a maelstrom of doubt and intrigue."So, Mr. Xylon, you're suggesting that you can read my thoughts," Adam interjected swiftly, his tone incredulous. "But someone like Benjamin being the eldest son of the nation's top family? That's utterly preposterous. You can't possibly expect me to—""If you assume I share your perspective, you're sorely mistaken," Dolan Xylon interjected before Adam could conclude his sentence. "I hold a viewpoint that defies the notion of impo
Beneath Dolan Xylon's piercing stare, Ethan lunged forward, his unguarded fist hurtling toward Adam's visage.SMACK!Despite Adam's attempts to evade, he couldn't entirely avoid the blow from his older brother. Ethan's strike landed squarely on Adam's nose, the impact sending a jolt of pain through his body as blood gushed forth instantly. The sudden violence of the altercation added a new layer of chaos to the already tense atmosphere, casting a shadow over the room as Adam reeled from the force of the blow."Bastard!"In a swift and unexpected turn of events, Adam retaliated with a lightning-fast punch, catching Ethan off guard. The force of Adam's blow landed squarely on Ethan's lips, the impact so powerful that several teeth were instantly knocked out, and his lip split open. The room fell into stunned silence as the repercussions of Adam's retaliation reverberated through the air, the sudden escalation of violence leaving both brothers reeling from the shock of the altercation.A
Adam fell into a heavy silence, his gaze locked with Dolan's as if searching for answers within the depths of his adversary's eyes. In that tense moment, a palpable sense of foreboding settled over him, a premonition of impending conflict and dire consequences. He understood all too well that if this confrontation were to persist, the outcome would be anything but favorable.Releasing his clenched fist, Adam drew in a deep breath and stepped back, his expression hardened with resolve."You should depart now, Mr. Xylon. I have no further time to entertain you," Adam declared firmly, turning his gaze away to shield himself from Dolan Xylon's potential provocations, his face contorted with resentment.Dolan let out a triumphant snort before pivoting on his heel and striding away. With a dismissive wave of his hand, he uttered, "Farewell, Adam. It's been a pleasure encountering a loser like you."***That morning, Benjamin indulged in the ritual of brewing a cup of coffee with the sleek n
As Benjamin and Valerie stepped onto the terrace, their attention was drawn to the sight of their BMW X7 being unloaded by car transporters from the car dealership company. The sleek vehicle gleamed in the sunlight, a symbol of luxury and sophistication. Meanwhile, another staff member approached them, carrying a clipboard in hand. With a professional demeanor, they greeted Benjamin and Valerie, ready to assist with any necessary paperwork or inquiries regarding their new acquisition."Excuse me," he greeted with a friendly smile. "Could you please inform me which one of you is Benjamin Frost?""Of course, that would be me," Benjamin replied immediately, puzzled why such a question came up.Still wearing a smile, the staff member reiterated, "Could you kindly assist me in filling out this paperwork?"After addressing a few inquiries and completing the necessary paperwork, the receipt process was successfully concluded. With efficient precision, the personnel from the car dealership c
"And you know, Lebron," Benjamin's voice was solemn, carrying a weight of seriousness, "that I have zero tolerance for any hint of disloyalty within the Frost family." He paused, his gaze unwavering. "If the situation ever arises where Claire's dismissal becomes necessary, don't hesitate to consult with Joshua. His guidance will be invaluable in such matters."Lebron nodded in acknowledgment of Benjamin's stance. "I share your disdain for betrayal," he responded evenly. "Yet, after careful consideration, I've come to the conclusion that letting go of Claire would potentially inflict more harm than good upon our endeavors."Lebron elaborated, his tone grave as he spoke of Claire's indispensable role within the Frost family's household. "Claire's tenure as a dedicated servant has afforded her access to certain sensitive information, knowledge that could prove to be invaluable to our operations," he explained. "Dismissing her abruptly would risk exposing these crucial secrets, potentiall
"Alright, I'll dispatch the container truck we've utilized for car transport in the past," said Joshua, his tone pragmatic. "By the way, didn't you suggest to Master Frost to acquire a new car of the same model? Instead of repairing the compromised vehicle, perhaps it's wiser to simply part ways with it."Understood," Lebron acknowledged, his voice tinged with a hint of resignation. "As for the suggestion, yes, I did propose the idea to Master Frost. However, he seemed adamant about retaining this particular car despite its current state. I'll proceed with the transport arrangements as planned."Joshua fell momentarily silent, his thoughts weaving through potential implications before a soft chuckle escaped him. "Lebron," he inquired once more, "do you happen to know whether the car was purchased by Master Frost himself or if it was bestowed upon him as a gift?"=Lebron remained puzzled by Joshua's inquiry, yet he maintained his composure and responded politely, "Mr. Wilson, Master Fr