Dexter sat at his desk, his mind racing with thoughts of the recent meeting showdown. He couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled over him since the meeting.As he pondered the events of the day, there was a knock on his office door. "Come in," he called out, and Richard entered, his expression a mix of frustration and disappointment.“Dexter, I need to talk to you," Richard began, his tone tense. "I just don't understand why you were so dead set on letting them talk to you in that manner, you seem to have forgotten that you're more powerful than them but it's just you not wanting to brag but remain humble.”Dexter looked up, meeting Richard’s gaze with a cool composure. "I assure you, Jack, my intentions are to lead this company to success. I've worked hard for this position, and I won't let it go without a fight."Richard's eyes narrowed as he leaned against the doorframe. "But why? You've let a lot of people cross you, but you still choose to be humble? You know as wel
Sandy watched in shock as her mother's composed demeanor shattered. Priscilla's eyes widened, and her hands trembled as she clutched the edge of the couch."Ryan owns what? How could this happen? What do you mean Sandy? Why's he in possession of your father's property?” Priscilla's voice rose in panic, her tone laced with disbelief.Sandy reached out to touch her mother's hand, trying to calm her. "Mom, I told you he had a showdown with Dexter yesterday, this was also part of what he fought for Mum. But we need to stay calm and figure this out together. Ryan will be here tonight, and we can talk to him then."Priscilla's panic turned into anger as she stood up abruptly, her voice now filled with determination. "No, you need to bring him here right now. I need to speak with him immediately."Sandy hesitated, unsure of how to handle her mother's sudden urgency. "But Mom, let's wait until tonight. We can't just—"Priscilla cut her off, her voice resolute. "No, Sandy. Call Ryan and tell h
Alex and Jack sat in Alex's room, the tension choking in the air. Jack's frustration was evident as he slammed his hand on the desk, expressing his anger over not being appointed chairman."I can't believe this! How could they overlook me for the chairman position? I've worked so hard for this company, and they just brush me aside like that!"Alex tried to calm his brother down, speaking in a soothing tone. "I understand you're upset, Jack, but getting angry won't solve anything. We need to figure out our next steps and move forward from here. Now we know that Dexter would be wary of us, we need to be cautious.”Just then, Sonia, their sister, entered the room. Sensing the tense atmosphere, she inquired about the problem."What's going on, gentlemen? Why the long faces?"Jack quickly filled her in on the disappointing outcome of the meeting, his frustration evident in his voice.“It's your god forsaken cousin Dexter, he bribed the executives to vote for him in his favor, tossing me t
Dexter looked at Raphael, his eyes wide with disbelief. "How... how are you alive?" he stammered, unable to comprehend what he was seeing.Raphael smirked, avoiding the question entirely. "Well, well, well, look who we have here," he said, his voice dripping with a mix of amusement and triumph. “You've finally found me, Dexter."Dexter's heart raced as he tried to process Raphael's words. "Found you? What are you talking about?" he asked, his voice filled with a mixture of confusion and apprehension.“Yes you have, you found a dead man.” Raphael said, a grin across his face. Raphael's gaze hardened, and he took a step closer to Dexter. "You think you can just come out of nowhere, take everything I have labored for all my years?" he spat, his voice laced with bitterness. "I'm the mystery man, Dexter. I am the one behind everything that has befallen you, behind Ivy's gunshot, the rumors surrounding the Richmond empire, and those cryptic messages you’ve been receiving."Dexter's eyes wi
Ivy sat anxiously by her mother's side at the hospital, relieved that she had regained consciousness. Wanting answers, Ivy mustered the courage to ask her mother the burning question that had been haunting her. Why had she heard her dad's voice on her phone?With a mix of concern and confusion, Ivy looked into her mother's eyes, waiting for an explanation. The room fell silent, the air heavy with anticipation, as her mother took a deep breath and began to speak.“I had only found out a week ago, Sandy. I got a strange call from a number and it turned out to be your dad, I was surprised but then he asked me not to reveal this to anyone. He didn't tell me anything about his plan Sandy, trust me.” She said her eyes teary, her voice cracked as she talked.Sandy paced back and forth, her mind racing to process the shocking revelations. As she tried to gather her thoughts, her ringtone pierced through the air, snapping her back to reality. Startled, she quickly rummaged through her bag, ret
Dexter parked his car in front of his house, feeling a mix of anticipation and curiosity. As he entered his home, he was greeted by his cousin brothers, who seemed to be engrossed in their own conversation. However, the presence of the strange man caught Dexter's attention.“Hey, guys. What's going on here.”His cousin brothers glanced at Dexter briefly before returning to their conversation, seemingly uninterested in his arrival. The strange man, with a mocking tone in his voice, beckoned Dexter to join him.“Well, well, well. Look who decided to grace us with his presence. Why don't you have a seat, Dexter?”Dexter, slightly taken aback by the strange man's demeanor, cautiously took a seat opposite him. “Alright, what's this about? Why are you here?”The strange man smirked, relishing in the discomfort he was causing Dexter.“Oh, Dexter, you always were one to think you're better than the rest of your cousins, I just thought it would be amusing to remind you of your place.”Dexter'
Sandy and her mother sat in the living room, their faces filled with sadness and disappointment as they watched the news unfold. The weight of the situation hung heavy in the air, casting a shadow over their once peaceful home. Feeling overwhelmed by the emotions swirling inside her, Sandy reached over and switched off the TV. She turned to her mother, her voice tinged with frustration and hurt. “I hope you're happy sending Dad to jail! All because of greed!”Before her mother could respond, the sound of a doorbell interrupted their conversation. Sandy's eyes widened in surprise, wondering who could be at the door at such a tense moment.Curiosity piqued, Sandy and her mother exchanged glances, Sandy made her way to the front door. As Sandy opened the door, she was greeted by a dispatch rider, her expressions shifting from anger to curiosity, holding out a document for her to sign. She quickly scribbled her signature, accepting the delivery, and watched as the rider left, closing
James Richmond sat in the family living room with his two sons, discussing their plan to manipulate Dexter, their main target. "I've been thinking about how to gain Dexter's trust," James said, leaning back in his chair. "I believe the best approach is to appear as a friend, uncle and mentor to him, someone he can rely on."His older son, Jack, raised an eyebrow. "But Dexter is no fool, Father. He's smart and suspicious of everyone around him. How do you plan to sway him without raising his suspicions?"James smirked confidently. "I may be the main villain in this game, but I assure you, I am no amateur. I know how to play the long game and manipulate people without them even realizing it."His younger son, Alex, nodded in agreement. "He's right, Marcus. We need to trust Father's expertise in this matter. He's gotten us out of sticky situations before."James looked at his sons with a steely gaze. "We need to be patient and strategic. Dexter won't see us coming until it's too late."