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ROWLAND (From Ruin to Rule) Chapter 56: The Flamelike Confrontation
The following morning, the air was clear and full of promise as Rowland strode into Fence Emerald's company. Today was crucial because the lead investor was set to finalize their interest in the retail design project, which could strengthen the company's position as the industry leader. Rowland's mind was clear and concentrated, the tension he had experienced over Nicholas temporarily buried under the burden of his duties.A recognizable voice interrupted him in the middle of his walk to his office.“Rowland!”He turned to see Clinton, walking calmly but impatiently toward him. Clinton had on an impeccable outfit, with a fitted suit that perfectly complemented his dominant demeanor. He fixed Rowland with his piercing gaze, and his tone was unmistakably tense."Good morning, Clinton," Rowland said, his face unimpressed.Clinton crossed his arms and stood squarely in Rowland's path. "Why was I not informed of today's meeting with the investors?"Rowland expected the day to start well
ROWLAND (From Ruin to Rule) Chapter 57: Rowland's Signature
“Good morning. This is Rowland speaking.”As the meeting time drew nearer, the morning hum in Fence Emerald's office building subsided. With the earlier altercation with Clinton still fresh in his mind, Rowland sat in his office. He had to force himself to refocus.The goal of today was to secure the company's future, not to engage in small-scale power struggles. He had just started going over some last-minute project notes when his phone buzzed.He glanced at the screen and saw the lead investor's name, Mr Mark. Rowland responded right away, his tone steady even though the annoyance from his previous conversation was still there.The investor's voice on the other end was composed, yet it had a tone of regret. “Good morning, Mr. Rowland. I am calling about the meeting that is scheduled for today. Unfortunately, we will be unable to meet at the scheduled time due to unforeseen circumstances."Rowland's heart sank briefly, but he quickly adjusted his tone to remain professional. "I see.
ROWLAND (From Ruin to Rule) Chapter 58: Rowland Trapped
Nicholas bounded out of Rowland's office, his footsteps reverberating through Fence Emerald's gleaming halls. He felt a mixture of adrenaline and victory as his heart thumped in his chest. Aware of the power they now possessed, he held the signed documents close to his side. He crashed into Fatima, who was also hasty in her feet, after turning a corner too quickly."Oh! I am so sorry," Fatima said, her voice flustered as she crouched to help pick up the scattered papers. "I did not notice you coming."Nicholas quickly dropped to his knees, moving quickly as he rushed to collect the documents before Fatima had a chance to examine them closely. "It is okay," he said abruptly, hardly giving her a glance. "I have got it!"However, Fatima's sharp eyes caught something that caused her to pause. Nicholas quickly grabbed one of the papers, which had Rowland's distinct signature at the bottom. Her brow furrowed as she stood, clutching a few stray sheets she had picked up.“Wait... Is that Mr
ROWLAND (From Ruin to Rule) Chapter 59: Trouble Looming
Fatima paced tensely down the hallway, replaying in her mind what had happened when she had met Nicholas. The look on his face when she mentioned Rowland's signature had been disturbing. There was more to it than just defensiveness. Something that suggested deception.She looked at her wristwatch. The floor was unusually quiet, even though the finalized presentation with the investors should have begun by now. Fatima straightened her posture, determined to find out what was happening, and headed to Rowland's office.Fatima frequently worked on projects as the secretary, and eventually those projects found their way to Rowland's desk. Despite their sparse interactions, she appreciated his straightforward business style. Particularly when investors were involved, he was not the kind to put up with delays.---The door to Rowland's office was slightly open when she arrived. Fatima gave it a soft knock and went inside. Rowland was sitting at his desk with his phone in its cradle when sh
ROWLAND (From Ruin to Rule) Chapter 60: The Revealing Call
Rowland gripped the phone tighter as Khalid's words echoed in his ears. He was unable to believe what he was hearing. "Khalid, are you sure you do not know what I am talking about? Someone named Nicholas approached me, claiming you had approved a meeting about the Fence Emerald project. He had documents that looked genuine.""Mr. Fence," Khalid said firmly, his voice steady but concerned, "I am sure. I do not know anyone named Nicholas, and I never gave my approval for such a meeting. Whatever this is, it did not come from me."Rowland's heartbeat quickened. "Do you mean there is no record of this in your department? No directives or communications with anyone named Nicholas?""No, sir," Khalid repeated, his tone remaining unchanged. "And that is not all. While I was about to call you, I received an anonymous email.""So, what was it about Khalid?" Rowland was already contemplating the worst-case scenario."It included a soft copy of a document that is being transferred to an unverif
ROWLAND (From Ruin to Rule) Chapter 61: Panic in Rowland's Office
"Sir, please pick up the phone; it could be your father calling." Fatima said as she pondered. She was also very interested in finding out who.Rowland stared at his phone for a moment, his mind racing from the magnitude of what had just occurred. He was well aware that the caller was not his Father, but who?He was troubled by the charges, the falsified document, and the potential board meeting that was approaching. And now, as the phone buzzed in his hand, he realized he could not afford to miss any call, no matter how minor it appeared.He responded reluctantly, his voice taut with suppressed frustration. “This is Rowland speaking.”"Sir, this is Mia from the Jones Company," said a polite but slightly hurried voice on the other end. Uncertain of what this might be about amid the confusion, Rowland's brow furrowed.“Yes, Mia, what is it?” Despite not anticipating a call from Mia, he answered in the most composed manner he could."I am calling to remind you that the deadline for the
ROWLAND (From Ruin to Rule) Chapter 62: "I overheard him call Mr Fence Father."
Inside the office of the vice-president of Fence Emerald Company, Clinton and Amaya were in a jubilant mood. As the two celebrated their apparent victory, the air in Clinton's spacious office was thick with the scent of champagne. The laughter that echoed from the walls was sharp, mocking, and full of venom for their unsuspecting target—Rowland.Amaya, dressed elegantly, sat comfortably in one of the plush chairs. She gestured enthusiastically with one hand while holding a glass of champagne in the other, her voice brimming with contempt. "Rowland? That poor thing," she rolled her eyes and sneered. "Honestly, I am glad I divorced him. I mean, just look at him! A project manager? A fool who does not even notice the walls closing in on him."Clinton swirled his own drink in a deep laugh. "A mere project manager," he repeated in a disdainful tone. He believed he could compete in the major leagues. He will eventually leave Fence Emerald completely, at which point he will understand how
ROWLAND (From Ruin to Rule) Chapter 63: The Flagged transfer
The air in Clinton's office was tense, thick with the aftermath of Clara's shocking revelation. Amaya sat stiffly on the soft chair, her thoughts racing, while Clinton paced the room, his glass of champagne left on the desk. There was a growing sense of unease in place of the earlier celebration and laughter."I do not believe it," Clinton finally stated, breaking the silence. His voice was sharp, cutting right through the tension. "Rowland cannot possibly be Mr. Fence's son. That is absurd!"Amaya frowned as she crossed her arms. "Obviously, it is absurd. When we were married, Rowland revealed that he was an orphan. His parents passed away when he was a young boy. He could not possibly be Mr. Fence's child."Clinton paused his pacing, his eyes narrowing as he reflected on what she said. "Exactly. He is an orphan. A nobody. A mere project manager. How could one of this town's wealthiest and most influential men, Mr. Fence, have a son like that? It is laughable.”Amaya leaned forward,
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Chapter 96: Say Something Amaya
Amaya's heart was beating so loudly that she was unable to think as she stood motionless. The investors' stares pressed down on her, and she could sense their doubt growing by the second.Her mind raced, desperately looking for a way out of this situation, but nothing came up. The fact that Rowland would never be able to prove his claim had given her such confidence.And yet, here he was, standing firm on undeniable evidence.Clinton clenched his fists while he remained seated next to her. He stared at the screen that displayed Rowland's creation logs and design drafts, his jaw clenched.He wanted to believe his wife, but something inside him said otherwise.Rowland had provided evidence that was too specific and detailed to be fake. Even so, he could not allow Amaya to collapse in this manner—not in front of these investors."This is ridiculous!" Clinton jerked to his feet. His anger was barely contained as he pointed at Rowland. "You think we will assume you are the legitimate owner
Chapter 95: The Design Proof
When Rowland finished speaking, the grand hall fell into a thick silence. His charge had struck like a clap of thunder, upending the foundation of what had appeared to be a successful and seamless presentation.However, instead of immediate acceptance, the reaction was far from what he had expected.The audience started whispering."He is just making this up," someone whispered."He can not take the fact that Amaya got the deal instead of him," another voice scoffed."I have heard he is been having personal problems recently. Perhaps this is just another desperate attempt to stay relevant," muttered a man in a navy blue suit to his colleague.With skeptical looks on their faces, a few heads nodded in agreement. They saw Rowland's claim as nothing more than a bitter outburst from someone who had lost the deal at first in the company.Clinton jumped out of his chair at that precise moment, his face flushed with rage. He raised a trembling finger to Rowland."Enough with this nonsense!"
Chapter 94: Another Presentation Day
The day of the final presentation at Fence Emerald Company arrived with much excitement. The venue was a grand hall that had been meticulously decorated with golden drapes and silver accents to create an elegant and formal atmosphere.The floor was lined with rows of neatly arranged tables, each reserved for a prominent figure in business. As attendees began to arrive, the room was filled with low murmurs and excited chatter.Mr. Mark and a group of prominent investors were among the invited guests from a variety of industries.Clinton, the Fence Emerald Company's vice president, was seated at a prestigious table close to the front with Mr. Fence, the company's chief executive officer, and Khalid, his personal assistant.Mr. and Mrs. Jones soon followed, their triumphant, self-assured steps announcing their arrival.Discreetly enjoying the fact that their plan appeared to be going well, they dressed immaculately and greeted other guests politely."Today is the day," Mrs. Jones muttere
Chapter 93: Rowland Got Mia Fired!
That same day, the atmosphere at the Jones Company was tense. Rowland sat at his desk, looking composed but determined.He had just signed off on a letter that he knew would cause a stir throughout the company—a termination letter for Mia.He put the letter in a folder and a few seconds later Beauty, the secretary, came into the room. She noted his unusual stillness and furrowed brow as he slid the document across the desk toward her."Sir, Is there anything urgent?" Beauty inquired cautiously."Yes," Rowland responded, his tone even yet firm. "This is Mia's termination notice. I would like you to personally deliver it to Mr. and Mrs. Jones. I want them to sign it too."Beauty stood stunned, her eyes widening in disbelief. "Sir... Mia? Are you certain?”Rowland responded with a nod. "It has been authorized. Please ensure that it gets to them as soon as possible."Beauty paused, searching his face for an explanation, but his expression was unreadable. Knowing better than to inquire fur
Chapter 92: Rowland's Plan
The next morning at Jones Company, the atmosphere was alive with activity as employees shuffled around, getting ready for another busy day. However, behind the pristine façade of the company's operations, Mr. and Mrs. Jones were deep in conversation, their voices hushed but charged with malice. They sat across from each other in Mr. Jones' large office, with the blinds drawn to ensure privacy. Mrs. Jones leaned forward, tapping the table with her neatly manicured nails. "It is no surprise that Mia has been assisting Rowland behind our backs. That girl has created her own obstacle, and you know how I feel about obstacles." Mr. Jones smirked, his expression darkened. "She has no idea what is going to happen. You are right, though. If we are going to deal with Rowland properly, we need to first neutralize Mia.” Mrs. Jones gave a nod, her eyes narrowing. "Exactly. And, after hearing how Rowland lost the deal at Fence Emerald Company, I am confident we can replicate his success
Chapter 91: Gladness in Amaya's Eyes
Amaya moved quickly down the hallway of Fence Emerald Company, her heels clicking sharply against the polished tiles. Her confidence radiated as she approached the Vice President's office.She had always considered Clinton to be not only her husband, but also her strongest ally in the company, and she felt vindicated today.She could still remember Mr. Mark's gleeful compliments, and she felt even more triumphant after witnessing Rowland's subdued response.She knocked lightly and went inside without waiting for a response. Clinton looked up from his desk, his sharp features softening into a happy smile."Amaya," he replied, leaning back in his chair. "Just on time. I assume everything went according to plan?"Amaya returned the smile, setting her handbag on one of the chairs before taking a seat. "It was better than I expected. Mr. Mark was completely impressed. He’s reinstating the deal and even praised the design to Rowland’s face.”Clinton chuckled and shook his head. "I promised
Chapter 90: The Deal is Back!
Rowland stepped out of the taxi as it approached Fence Emerald Company, his mind racing with memories of the old man's revelations. He had promised to help, but there was still much he did not know. The old man remained in the taxi, reluctant to draw attention to himself. "I will handle this for the time being," Rowland said, looking back at him. "The taxi driver will transport you back from here." The old man nodded reluctantly and clutched his photograph tightly. Rowland adjusted his tie before entering the company's sleek glass doors. The air was filled with activity, with employees rushing back and forth with files and tablets in hand. Rowland came to a halt as he approached his office, recognizing Mr. Mark, standing near the main lobby. Mr Mark was shaking hands with Amaya Clinton. The sight was unusual enough to make him pause. "Thank you, Mrs. Clinton," Mr. Mark replied warmly, his tone full of gratitude. "Your design is precisely what we needed to persuade the board
Chapter 89: The Stunning Encounter
The next morning, the old man sat in the lobby of a small hospital, his mind clouded with memories of a life full of mistakes and regrets.His hands trembled as he clutched a photograph of his late wife, Isabella Dwin, whom he had not seen in decades.He had spent the night before piecing together fragments of his past, haunted by the possibility that he had mistakenly assumed his daughter had died with her mother during childbirth.When the nurse called his name, he stood up and determinedly followed her into the doctor's office. The doctor, an older man with a friendly but inquisitive expression, motioned for him to sit."How can I assist you today?" the doctor inquired, folding his hands over a stack of files.The old man leaned forward, his voice full of emotion. "I need to look into the records of a woman named Isabella Dwin. She was admitted to this facility several years ago. She... died while giving birth."“Who was she to you?”"She was my wife."The doctor furrowed his brow
Chapter 88: The Striking Resemblance
The room at Fence Maison was unusually tense. The aftermath of the previous incident during the presentation lingered like a shadow, casting doubt and confusion over those present. Rowland sat at the far end of the table, his fingers drumming on the polished surface. His father, Mr. Fence, stood by the tall windows, his posture rigid as he looked out at the sprawling cityscape. Khalid, ever perceptive and meticulous, took a seat to Rowland's left, his sharp gaze darting between the father and son.Mr. Fence broke the silence, turning to face them with a grim expression."Son," he began, his voice low and controlled, "I want to know everything you know about the old man who interrupted the presentation that day. Who exactly is he? And why would he claim to be your father?"Rowland shook his head, his brow furrowed in genuine puzzlement. "Father, I have never seen that man before in my life. His face does not ring any bells. I was as surprised as you were when he walked in and began m
