Roland walked back into the living room feeling deflated. The happy and lively atmosphere of the party was gone, replaced with a sense of foreboding.He tried to shake it off and immerse himself in the festivities again, but it was hard.Seraphina sensed his mood. "Are you alright?" she asked him.He gave her a weak smile, "I’ll be fine."The rest of the partygoers had left, leaving behind a small group of close friends and family, chatting and drinking eggnog by the fireplace. Roland's aunt was still playing the piano softly in the background, but the mood had changed. It was no longer a joyous affair.Just then, the doorbell rang, interrupting the stillness of the room.Butler Lucas, Roland's trusted advisor, opened the door to reveal a man standing on the porch laden with gifts."Hello, I have a delivery for the Lafayette family," the man said, smiling.Lucas nodded, "Please come in."The man entered the room and handed the packages to Lucas.Roland walked over to him. "Thank you,
Alex's phone rang again, and he hesitated before answering it.He knew who it was, and he knew he'd have to make a choice soon."Hello?" he said, his voice barely above a whisper.The woman on the other end of the line was a secret he'd been keeping from everyone, including his fiancé, and he knew that if Olivia found out, it would be the end of their relationship.But he couldn't resist his attraction to her, and this made him feel guilty and unsure of what to do."Alex, we need to talk. Now is the time to choose between me or your so-called love," the woman said, her voice husky and full of anger."I can't do this right now, and you know it," Alex replied, feeling trapped."Then when can you?" the woman demanded."I don't know, but I'll figure it out," he said, sounding defeated.The woman on the other end of the line hung up without another word, leaving Alex standing there, staring at his phone.He knew he was in deep trouble, and he didn't know what to do.Alex had worked hard to
As the ambulance sped towards the hospital, Roland’s life hung in the balance, and the future of the Lafayette family was at stake.It was as if the events of the previous night had been orchestrated to lead up to this moment, and everything had come crashing down.Alex stood on the side of the road, watching as the ambulance sped away with his half-brother, Roland, inside. The sirens blared in the distance, growing fainter as the vehicle disappeared from view. He couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the thought of Roland's misfortune. After all, he had always been jealous of his half-brother's success.As he watched the ambulance disappear, he began to pace back and forth, muttering to himself. The adrenaline rush was palpable, and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He knew that this was his chance to seize control of the Lafayette fortune, and he wasn't going to let it slip away.For a moment, he felt a pang of guilt. After all, Roland's life was at stake
Roland lay on the hospital bed, his chest heaving with each labored breath. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead, his body twitching with pain. The doctors worked frantically around him, their faces etched with worry."His blood pressure is through the roof," muttered a doctor, peering at his vitals. "We need to bring it down, fast.""His potassium levels are dangerously low," chimed in another, frowning at the results on the screen. "It's affecting his heart rate."They exchanged knowing glances. It didn't take a genius to figure out what had caused this sudden breakdown. Alex was really a pain on a neck and besides they agreed to be allies, after donating blood for their father, then he changed.His constant attack for power was really stressful for Roland and running the Lafayette Group as the CEO wasn't easy as well.He had neglected his health condition again.At some point, his body had simply given up."We've got to get him stabilized," said the lead doctor, barking orders to t
The doctors were hesitant, but Roland was determined. He knew the risks, but he couldn't sit by and watch his life's work be destroyed.Maria made arrangements for his release, and within hours, Roland was back in his office, the familiar hum of the Lafayette Group filling him with a sense of purpose.But he was weak, and he knew it. The mere act of walking across the room left him winded and trembling.He made his way to his desk and sat down heavily, his mind racing as he surveyed the reports and memos piled high on his desk.He had a lot of catching up to do.But as he started to pore over the documents, something felt off. There was a sense of tension in the air, a feeling that something was about to break.Roland knew he had to act quickly.He called a meeting with his executives, determined to get to the bottom of the matter once and for all.They filed into his office, their faces inscrutable. Roland nodded curtly to each of them, taking a deep breath before launching into the
Roland's grip on the phone tightened. He didn't want to talk to Alex. He wanted to put an end to this once and for all."What do you want, Alex?" he asked, his voice sounding more steely than he felt."I'm coming to town," Alex said, his voice almost a growl. "And I suggest you meet me. We have some unfinished business to attend to."Roland's mind raced. He knew that meeting Alex would be dangerous, but he also knew that he couldn't just sit back and wait for things to happen."Fine," he said through gritted teeth. "But it's going to be on my terms. Meet me at the Lafayette headquarters tomorrow morning."There was a long pause on the other end of the line."Very well," Alex finally said. "But I warn you, Roland. This will not end well for you."With that, he hung up, leaving Roland feeling even more uneasy than before.He knew that the next day was going to be critical. He had to come up with a plan, something that would give him the upper hand in this deadly game of power.Roland sp
Roland walked through the cemetery gates with a heavy heart and a flower bouquet in his hand. It had been months since he last visited his father's grave, and it had become a routine for him to visit every time he had the chance. The cemetery was quiet and peaceful, something that he always appreciated. As he walked along the winding path, he couldn't help but feel the pang of guilt in his chest. Why hadn't he taken better care of his father when he was alive? Why had he allowed the weight of the Lafayette Group to consume him entirely? These were questions that plagued his mind with each passing day, and he needed some form of solace. Finally, Roland arrived at his father's grave, and the sight of the headstone tugged at his emotions. Chairman Lafayette, it read in bold letters, with the dates of his birth and death etched beneath it. It felt like it had been decades since he last saw his father's face, his voice, and even his touch. Roland placed the flower bouquet on the g
Roland's eyes widened in shock. "What? Why would I do that?"Butler Lucas sighed. "Think about it, young master. The stress of running the company has caused you nothing but pain and grief. Perhaps it's time to let go and move on with your life. Give the company up to Alex and start fresh, find a new purpose in life."Roland shook his head vehemently. "No, I can't do that. The Lafayette Group is my father's legacy, it's my legacy too. I can't just hand it over to someone who wants to tear it all down."Butler Lucas put a hand on Roland's shoulder. "I understand that, young master. But what good is the legacy if it's causing you more harm than good? You're suffering, physically and mentally, don't you think it's time to put your own wellbeing first?"Roland thought about it, and he knew Butler Lucas was right. He couldn't keep running himself into the ground for the sake of the company. He needed to take care of himself first, even if it meant giving up the company.But the thought o