Ted paced back and forth in his room, his mind consumed with thoughts of his recent change in behavior. He knew that his sudden transformation had caught his family off guard, but he had a reason for it – a sinister one. He didn't want them to suspect anything when Flora met her unfortunate demise. With her out of the picture, the path to inheriting the family company would be clear.A cruel smile played on Ted's lips as he imagined the day when he would finally take control of the company for good. He had been waiting for this moment for years, biding his time until the opportunity presented itself. And now, with Flora's life hanging in the balance, that opportunity was closer than ever.His thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of his phone. Ted glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Kelvin. He quickly answered the call, eager to discuss their plans."Hey, Kelvin," Ted greeted, his voice tinged with excitement."Hey, Ted," Kelvin replied, his voice low and secretive. "I'm i
Salvador sat at his desk, the weight of the accusation hanging heavily on his shoulders. He couldn't believe what he had just heard – millions of dollars from the company's funds had been transferred into a personal account under his name , and he had no idea how or why. , What even bothered him the more was that he didn’t receive any money so someone was framing him . His mind raced with thoughts of the potential consequences of such an accusation. Money laundering was a serious offense, one that could not only ruin his reputation but also land him in prison. He couldn't afford to let this slide – he had to get to the bottom of it and clear his name.Summoning his financial advisor back into his office, Salvador demanded answers. "How could this happen?" he demanded, his voice laced with frustration and disbelief. "I would never do anything to jeopardize the company, you know that!"The financial advisor shifted uncomfortably under Salvador's gaze, clearly feeling the weight of the
Salvador stepped into the boardroom, he was greeted by a somber atmosphere that seemed to hang heavily in the air. The members of the board of directors regarded him with stern expressions, their eyes scrutinizing his every move as he took his seat at the head of the table."Mr. Maroon," began the chairman, his voice laced with a hint of disapproval. "We've called this meeting to address the serious issues surrounding the company's finances."Salvador nodded, steeling himself for what was to come. He knew that this meeting would be a pivotal moment in determining the fate of both himself and the company he had worked so hard to build.As the chairman outlined the details of the financial discrepancies that had come to light, Salvador listened intently, his mind racing with a whirlwind of emotions. He felt a sense of indignation at the accusations being leveled against him, knowing full well that he was innocent of any wrongdoing.But amidst the chaos and confusion, Salvador remained r
Salvador sat in his office, his mind reeling with confusion and worry, he knew he needed to take action. He couldn't afford to waste any more time while his reputation and the company's future hung in the balance. With a determined expression, he reached for his phone and dialed Roxy's number."Hey, Roxy, can you come to my office for a minute?" Salvador asked as soon as Roxy picked up."Sure thing, boss. I'll be right there," Roxy replied, his voice filled with concern.A few minutes later, Roxy entered Salvador's office, his brow furrowed with worry. "What's going on, Salvador? You look like you've seen a ghost," he said, taking a seat across from Salvador.Salvador sighed heavily, his mind racing with thoughts of the financial debacle that had befallen the company. "It's a long story, Roxy," he began, recounting the events of the past few days and the lost the company was facing “Roxy listened intently, his expression growing more serious with each passing moment. "That's insane,"
On a bright Sunday afternoon, Salvador found himself besieged by a horde of reporters who had swarmed his home, hungry for answers about the allegations of embezzlement that had tarnished his reputation. With his son's safety weighing heavily on his mind, Salvador knew he had to address the accusations head-on.Stepping up to the podium, Salvador faced the sea of flashing cameras and eager journalists. "Ladies and gentlemen," he began, his voice steady but determined, "I want to address the recent allegations against me."A reporter raised their hand, eager to ask the first question. "Mr. Maroon, can you tell us why you've decided to step down from your position at the company?" they inquired.Salvador took a deep breath before responding. "I have temporarily stepped down from my position as a precautionary measure," he explained. "However, I want to make it clear that I am innocent of the accusations being leveled against me."Another reporter chimed in, their tone skeptical. "But Mr
The next day, Kelvin arranged to meet Leah at their usual spot, a quiet cafe tucked away from prying eyes. As they sat down, Leah wasted no time in expressing her concerns about Salvador's growing public support."Kelvin, did you see the news? The public is rallying behind Salvador, they believe he's innocent," Leah exclaimed, her voice tinged with anxiety.Kelvin leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "Don't worry, Leah. We can use this to our advantage," he reassured her, his tone filled with confidence.Leah looked at him skeptically. "How do you mean?" she asked, uncertainty creeping into her voice.Kelvin's smirk widened as he leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "It's simple," he replied. "We'll turn the public's love for Salvador against him. We'll use their trust in him to bring him down."Leah's eyes widened in realization, and she let out a sigh. "But Kelvin, we agreed not to go through with that plan," she protested, her voice ting
As the tension in the boardroom simmered, Kelvin's frustration bubbled to the surface, his voice rising in condemnation of Salvador's alleged actions. His father, Mr. Maroon, watched with a furrowed brow, clearly displeased with Kelvin's outspokenness, but Kelvin seemed undeterred."You all saw what happened," Kelvin began, his tone accusatory. "Salvador's actions have put this company in jeopardy, and we can't afford to wait around for him to clear his name. We need someone who can step up and take charge before it's too late."The board members exchanged uneasy glances, clearly taken aback by Kelvin's bold assertions. One of them, a middle-aged man with a stern expression, spoke up in response."Kelvin, while we appreciate your concern for the company's well-being, we cannot simply overlook the seriousness of the accusations against Salvador," he said, his voice measured but firm. "We must allow the investigation to run its course before making any decisions about his future with t
The news spread that Kelvin was set to take over Salvador's position, the public's reaction was swift and vocal. Social media platforms buzzed with outrage, with many expressing their dissatisfaction with the decision. Comments flooded in, demanding answers and calling for transparency from the company.Salvador sat in his home, watching the news unfold on his television screen. He felt a pang of frustration and helplessness as he listened to the reports. Switching off the TV, he reached for his phone and sent a text to Roxy, hoping for any updates on the whereabouts of the financial secretary.Roxy's response came quickly, but it was not the news Salvador had hoped for. There were no leads on the missing financial secretary, leaving Salvador feeling even more unsettled.Just then, his son Austin entered the room and approached him, wrapping his arms around his father in a tight hug. Salvador was taken aback by the unexpected display of affection but masked his worry with a smile."