Anthony sat in his dimly lit room, the only source of light coming from the glow of his laptop. He mindlessly scrolled through his social media feed, not really paying attention to the various posts and articles. But then, something caught his eye."Chairman Lafayette Dead at 67," the headline read. Anthony didn't really care much for politics or the rich and powerful, so he was about to scroll past it when something else caught his attention.An interview with Roland Lafayette, the Chairman's son. Anthony's eyes widened in shock as he read the title of the article. He had always heard rumors about the Lafayette family and their immense wealth and power, but he never thought he would come across something like this.As he watched the interview, Anthony's mind was spinning. He couldn't believe that Roland was the heir to the Lafayette property. The interview was so strange, with Roland seeming almost too calm and collected in the face of his father's death.Anthony sat there for wha
Anthony decided to dress up for the meeting, as he wanted to make a good impression. He picked out his best suit, which was a navy blue pinstripe. He paired it with a crisp white shirt, black shoes, and a matching belt. He styled his hair neatly, and put on his favorite cologne. He looked in the mirror, and was satisfied with his appearance.He made his way to the restaurant where Roland wanted to meet. It was a fancy place, and he felt a bit out of place. He walked in and saw Roland sitting at a corner table. Roland was dressed in a black suit, and he looked somber. Anthony approached him, and Roland stood up to greet him."Anthony, thank you for coming," Roland said, his voice low."Of course, Roland. You wanted to see me?" Anthony asked."Yes, please sit down," Roland gestured to the chair opposite him. "I wanted to talk to you about my father."Anthony raised an eyebrow. "Your father? I'm sorry for your loss, but what does that have to do with me?"Roland hesitated for a moment
Roland woke up early in the morning, his mind clear and focused. He had put his father's death behind him and was ready to face the challenges that lay ahead. As he sat up in bed, his maid, Seraphina, walked in with a tray of breakfast."Good morning, young master," she said with a smile."Good morning, Seraphina," Roland replied as he got out of bed. "I have a big day ahead of me today. I need to be at the Lafayette Group by 9 am."Seraphina nodded and helped Roland get dressed. She picked out a crisp white shirt and black pants for him, and then helped him tie his tie. As she buttoned up his shirt, she couldn't help but notice how handsome he looked. "Is everything okay, Seraphina?" Roland asked, noticing her staring at him."Yes, young master," she replied quickly. "You look very handsome today."Roland smiled and thanked her. He grabbed his briefcase and headed downstairs, where Butler Lucas was waiting for him."Good morning, young master," Lucas said, bowing slightly."Good m
...AA Station...Visiting Hour."The Lafayette's heir is strong-headed. I couldn't take him down but I monitored him closely, that'll do." A man whispered to the stiff-looking young man that was locked behind the prison walls."I'd take it from here." The stiff-looking man finally spoke as he gaped at the man who shared the information with him.The man gave the stiff-looking man a piece of paper containing the things he jotted down while he was monitoring the heir of the Lafayette family."You've done a good job." The stiff-looking man said with a smirk on his face.The man beside him chuckled darkly. "Indeed, I have. My money." He demanded."Let me get out of prison first, money isn't an issue." "Money is my issue and besides you're going to spend a lifetime here in prison."The stiff-looking man had a smug looked on his face and he pointed to the police officer who was heading towards their direction."Is visiting hour over?" The man asked but the stiff being still didn't move an
Simon didn't know what to do or say as his mouth flung open. Of course, he had ordered a man to take down Roland but it was unsuccessful and he met Alex even before Alex was imprisoned.He never knew Alex was from the Lafayette family Could this not get any worst?Simon face palmed himself and gazed at Alex as if wanting to say something but Alex wasn't bothered.The same rude and psycho Alex."What's next?" Simon asked out of tiredness as he yawned."I got to buy a house here in Candon City before I'll have other plans of moving to the Lafayette's Mansion," Alex said."But you can just get a house at the Lafayette Estate using a hidden identity, that way, you and Roland might be able to meet coincidentally," Simon suggested.Alex massaged his temple, he thought about what Simon said and it turned out to be a perfect plan. He even has other plans other than taking what he claimed to be his. His other plans were far more grave and would be later discovered as time goes on.A satisfa
"Roland gave me a cold shoulder, he didn't forgive me with an open mind as he was just acting." Debbie sobbed.Simon let out a sigh after listening to her narration.He knew Debbie was greedy and would eventually leave him if Roland accepts her again but Roland wouldn't do that because the things they've both done to him in the past were unforgivable and he knew it."Was he really going to demolish all the buildings in the area because of his project?" Simon asked confused about the whole situation."I don't know, that pained me the most." She continued sobbing over the phone."Inform your father about it," Simon suggested."Don't you know who Roland is now?" She said almost yelling. "My father is in no position to stop Roland or his project."Alex, on the other hand, listened to what Debbie said and he came to realize that she must be Roland's ex-girlfriend who neglected him in the past.He didn't want to intrude so he kept his ears wide open without saying anything."It's okay, Debb
Roland sat in the high-backed chair, his fingers tapping impatiently on the polished oak table in front of him. He was waiting for the highest agent of demolition to arrive, the man who would give him the authority he needed to bring down the old shopping estate that had been a thorn in his side for years.The room was dimly lit, with only a single lamp casting a warm glow over the table. The walls were adorned with oil paintings, all of them depicting scenes of destruction and chaos. Roland found them comforting, a reminder of the power he held in his hands.Finally, the door opened, and a man dressed in an expensive suit walked in. He was tall and thin, with slicked-back hair and a permanent scowl etched onto his face."Mr. Roland," he said, his voice deep and gravelly. "I assume you have an update for me on the shopping estate?"Roland leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving the man's face. "Yes, I do. The estate is falling apart, and it's becoming a safety hazard for
Anthony entered his apartment after a long day at work, hoping to relax and spend some quality time with his girlfriend, Sarah. However, as he walked into his room, he saw Sarah sitting on his bed, talking on the phone to someone he didn't recognize. Her back was turned to him, and he couldn't hear the conversation. As he walked closer, Sarah quickly ended the call and put her phone away."Who were you talking to?" Anthony asked, puzzled.Sarah looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise. "Oh, just a friend," she said, trying to sound casual.Anthony wasn't convinced. He had been suspicious of Sarah's behavior lately, and this only added to his concerns. He looked around the room, trying to see if anything was out of place. That's when he noticed that his laptop was missing from his desk."Where's my laptop?" he demanded.Sarah tried to play it cool. "I don't know. Maybe you left it at work or something."But Anthony knew that wasn't true. He had left the laptop on his desk before h