Roland stood at the edge of the demolition site, the sound of machinery and destruction echoing all around him. His eyes scanned the area, taking in the rubble and debris that littered the ground.It was a horrible sight, but to Roland, it was also a beautiful sight. He was finally taking revenge on Debbie, the woman who had broken his heart and destroyed his life.For years, he had planned this moment, waiting patiently for his chance to strike back. And now, he was finally making his move.“Move that bulldozer over there,” he barked, pointing to a pile of rubble in the distance. “And make sure you clear out all the debris from that corner.”The construction workers nodded, afraid to disobey their boss. Roland had always been a stern supervisor, but today he was even more ruthless than usual. His eyes were cold and unfeeling, his voice harsh and unforgiving.He didn't care. All that mattered was the revenge he was exacting on Debbie.As the workers moved the heavy machinery, Roland
As Roland stepped out of the office building, he felt a surge of anger building inside of him. He couldn't believe that someone was trying to sabotage his efforts, especially now that he was finally on the brink of exacting his revenge on Debbie.He was so lost in thought that he didn't notice the sound of footsteps approaching him until someone spoke up."Mr. Lafayette?"Roland turned to look at the man who had addressed him, feeling slightly irritated. He didn't have time to deal with anyone else's problems right now."What is it?" he snapped. "I'm in the middle of something."The man hesitated, looking slightly intimidated by Roland's cold tone. But he seemed to steel himself and stepped forward."I'm sorry to bother you, sir," he said. "But I work for the local newspaper, and I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions about the demolition."Roland frowned, feeling slightly skeptical. He didn't trust the media, and he had a feeling that this newspaper reporter was up to so
Roland Lafayette stood atop the rubble pile, watching as the excavators tore through the last of the old shopping mall. He had been looking forward to this moment for days, ever since he had taken charge of the demolition project and it was also an opportunity for him.The mall had been a blight on the community for years, and he was determined to raze it to the ground."Bring those walls down!" he shouted over the roar of the machinery.The excavator operators nodded, revving their engines and pulling back on their controls. The metal jaws of the machines bit into the last of the walls, sending clouds of dust and debris spraying into the air. The work crew cheered as the walls crumbled, revealing the interior of the building.Roland rubbed his hands together with glee. This had been his dream job, and he had poured every ounce of his energy into it. He had spent countless hours planning and preparing for the demolition, and now it was finally happening."Mr. Lafayette!"Roland tu
Roland pulled up to the Lafayette Mansion, the tires of his car crunching against the gravel driveway as he made his way to the entrance. He was exhausted, having spent the entire day at the demolition site overseeing the destruction of the old shopping mall, but his mind was still racing with thoughts of revenge against Debbie for what she had done to him in the past.As he stepped out of his car, he handed his keys over to the manservant waiting for him and made his way inside the towering mansion, his footsteps heavy with fatigue. With barely enough energy to make it to his room, he started weaving through the corridors before coming to a sudden stop.There, standing in front of him, was Seraphina, his maid, dressed in a revealing black dress that hugged her curves. She stood there, her red lips slightly parted as she looked up at him with twinkling eyes."Good evening, sir," she said softly.Roland looked at her, feeling a twitch in his pants as he saw the way her body stretche
The next morning, Roland woke up feeling refreshed and energized, ready to face the day ahead. He got out of bed and went to the window, looking out at the beautiful view of the mansion's well-manicured lawns.He then turned to Seraphina, who was still sleeping soundly beside him, and smiled. He didn't want to disturb her peaceful slumber, but he also knew that he had to start his day soon.Roland got dressed and went to the dining room for breakfast. The servants had already laid out a sumptuous spread of fresh fruit, croissants, and coffee for him. As he ate, he mulled over the plans he had been making to bring Debbie down.Despite his exhaustion the night before, Roland had spent hours wrestling with his emotions and his need for revenge. He knew that he couldn't let Debbie get away with what she had done, but he also knew that he had to be careful, to make sure that he didn't compromise his position or his reputation.As he finished his breakfast, Seraphina appeared in the doo
It was a bright morning and the ray of sunlight flashed into Roland's room, reminding him that it was morning.Roland sat up on his bed, yawning loudly. He hasn't had a good sleep since his father died and since he had a revenge plan.But he didn't know if he should call off the demolition or not.Suddenly, his thoughts were jolted by the yawning of someone. "Good morning." She smiled brightly at it.Roland smiled back at Seraphina, how could he forget his sleeping pills? "Did you sleep well?" Roland asked raising his brow."I've never slept better." Seraphina chuckled.Roland patted her hair and kissed her forehead. He loved this soul as he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her."Thank you, Sera. Now, I can think properly about the right decision to make. Loving you wasn't a mistake." Roland smiled.Seraphina leaned it and placed a soft kiss on his lips before resting her head on his bare chest. She enjoyed the days she spent with him and they only got to talk about themsel
Debbie?Wrong timing!"What does she want now? And I probably need to change my number." Roland groaned before answering the phone."Roland?" Debbie called over the phone.Roland could hear her sobbing, but he didn't care about it. He had to maintain a cold tone."What do you want from me, Miss Debbie you should address me informally," Roland said with a harsh tone."Please, Roland...I mean...Mr. Lafayette. Can we meet up, please?" Debbie pleaded."And why do you want me to meet you?" Roland asked with an unconcerned tone."I'll tell you if we meet up. At the cafe where we met before..." She said before hanging up hastily.Roland dropped his phone and let out a sigh. "What's she up to this time? She already had my forgiveness, now what does she want?"About the conference meeting, he placed a call to the HOD. "Roland Lafayette speaking.""Mr. Lafayette, I was about to call you.""About what?" Roland asked."I was thinking if we could arrange a meeting at the conference room about the
"You think you're a changed person?" Roland asked glaring at her.If looks could kill, Debbie would have been long dead.She was too ashamed to meet Roland's gaze. But somehow she managed to speak. "You might not believe me, but I have changed for the better.""So, you haven't still told me why you called me out here. I'm a busy person and you know that." Roland sneered.Roland seemed to be intimidating and unlike before when she used to intimidate him.Why is life so unfair? She gritted her teeth."Roland, please cancel the demolition...my..fa..." Tears threatened to fall from her eyes but she couldn't bring herself to tell him the fact that the bar was her only source of income.This is a win-win situation, now she was at his mercy."You think it'll be easy for me to cancel the demolition? Do you know how much I've spent so far? Of course, you wouldn't know." Roland yelled.Debbie couldn't believe that this day will come. Roland the very own son of Chairman Lafayette and she never k
Alex Lafayette, a beacon of tenacity, determination, and unwavering conviction, possessed a presence that commanded attention and respect. With a lean and athletic build, he carried himself with an air of confidence and purpose. His eyes, sharp and focused, held a fiery determination that mirrored the passion burning within his soul.Alex's face bore the marks of his struggles and triumphs, reflecting the resilience and strength that lay deep within him. His strong jawline, a testament to his unwavering resolve, spoke of his unyielding pursuit of justice. The lines etched across his forehead told the story of a mind constantly at work, strategizing and formulating plans to overcome the obstacles in his path.His unruly dark hair, with a few strands of gray, symbolized the wisdom and experience he had gained through his journey. It seemed to mirror the untamed spirit within him—a spirit that refused to be subdued or broken.But it was Alex's heart that truly defined him. A flame of rig
Roland Lafayette, the embodiment of resilience, determination, and love, was a man of noble character and unwavering integrity. Standing tall with broad shoulders, his presence commanded attention and respect. His piercing eyes held a gentle warmth, reflecting the depths of his soul and the wisdom he had acquired through life's trials.Roland's face was etched with the marks of a life well-lived—a strong jawline, evidence of his unwavering resolve, and laugh lines that spoke of the joy he found in even the simplest of moments. His raven-black hair, peppered with streaks of silver, added an air of distinction to his appearance, a testament to the wisdom and maturity he had gained over the years.But it was his heart that truly defined Roland Lafayette. Compassion and empathy radiated from within him, shaping his interactions with others and guiding his actions. He possessed a genuine desire to uplift and inspire those around him, leaving an indelible mark on the lives he touched.Throu
Months passed since Roland and Seraphina's enchanting wedding, marking the start of a new chapter in their lives. The Lafayette mansion, once again filled with joy and laughter, became a haven of love and harmony.Roland, now fully committed to being a devoted husband, made it his mission to create a life of happiness and fulfillment for Seraphina. Their days were filled with shared adventures, passionate conversations, and a deepening bond that seemed to grow stronger with each passing moment.As they strolled through the mansion's magnificent garden, hand in hand, Roland turned to Seraphina with a mischievous grin. "My love, how would you feel about embarking on a journey together? A journey beyond these walls, where we can explore the world and create unforgettable memories?"Seraphina's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Oh, Roland, that sounds absolutely incredible! I've always dreamed of experiencing new places, cultures, and adventures with you by my side."With their hearts set o
Two months had passed since the Lafayette brothers, Roland and Alex, had reconciled their differences. The tension that had once loomed over their relationship had dissipated, and a newfound bond had formed between them. Roland, now aware of the importance of love and family, had decided to take a significant step in his life by proposing to Seraphina, his devoted maid turned love interest.It was a sunny afternoon when Roland finalized his plans to surprise Seraphina. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he sought the help of his brother Alex, who was more than willing to assist him in his endeavor. The brothers had grown close over the past two months, and Alex had become a confidant and a source of wisdom for Roland."Alex, I need your help," Roland said, pacing back and forth in his study. "I want to propose to Seraphina, but I want it to be special. I want her to remember this moment for the rest of our lives."Alex leaned back in his chair, pondering the situation. "Brother, y
Seraphina's words lingered in Roland's mind, her plea for him to make peace with Alex echoing in his thoughts. As he sat in his study, contemplating the path forward, he realized that her words held a profound truth. The pursuit of the will had consumed him, clouding his judgment and overshadowing the importance of family.He took a deep breath, his decision crystallizing within him. Seraphina was right. Blood ran deep, and no matter the past, Alex was still his brother. It was time to put aside the bitter rivalry and find a way to coexist, if not as allies, then at least as family.With a renewed sense of purpose, Roland reached for his phone and dialed Alex's number. The line rang for a moment before Alex's voice came through, tinged with a hint of indifference."What do you want, brother?" Alex's tone carried a mix of annoyance and curiosity.Roland took a steadying breath. "Alex, I want to meet with you," he said, his voice firm but calm. "I think it's time we put our differences
As Roland approached his room, a sense of unease washed over him. The air felt heavy, charged with anticipation. Seraphina's words echoed in his mind, reminding him that there might be more to Alex than met the eye. Could it be possible that Alex's true heritage held the answers to his behavior?With a mix of reluctance and curiosity, Roland entered his room to find Seraphina still waiting there. Her eyes were puffy, hinting at tears she had shed in his absence. She looked up, her gaze filled with concern and compassion."Roland, I'm so sorry for everything," Seraphina said softly, her voice trembling. "I never wanted this to happen. I never meant to hurt you."Roland sighed, the turmoil within him evident in his weary expression. "Seraphina, I... I don't know what to believe anymore," he admitted, his voice laced with a tinge of vulnerability. "Butler Lucas told me the truth about Alex, about his origins. It's hard to fathom."Seraphina reached out, her hand gently touching Roland's
Roland paced back and forth in his room, his anger simmering beneath the surface. The revelation of the will had shaken him to the core, and he couldn't shake off the feeling of betrayal. Seraphina, sensing his distress, approached him cautiously."Roland, please," she implored, reaching out to touch his arm gently. "There's more to this than meets the eye. Perhaps there's a reason why Alex was named as the heir. We should consider all possibilities before jumping to conclusions."Her words only fueled Roland's frustration. "How can you say that, Seraphina?" he snapped, pulling away from her touch. "After everything we've been through, all the evidence of his true nature, you expect me to believe he's the rightful heir? It's preposterous!"Seraphina's eyes filled with concern as she watched Roland struggle with his emotions. She knew the depths of his convictions, but she also believed in looking at the situation from all angles."Roland, I understand your anger, but we must keep an o
A stunned silence engulfed the room, the weight of the words hanging in the air like a dark cloud. Roland's world seemed to collapse around him, the walls of the study closing in. It was as if everything he had fought for, everything he had hoped to achieve, had been cruelly snatched away in an instant."No," Roland gasped, his voice trembling with a mix of disbelief and devastation. The room spun around him, his vision blurred by unshed tears. It felt like a nightmare, an unfathomable twist of fate that threatened to suffocate him.Alex, his face contorted with a mix of triumph and malice, stepped forward, relishing in Roland's anguish. "You see, dear brother," he hissed, "I always knew I would inherit what was rightfully mine. This empire was built for me, and now it shall finally be mine to command."Butler Lucas, his usually composed demeanor cracking, shot a disapproving glare at Alex. "This is not the time for gloating, Mr. Lafayette," he snapped, his voice edged with barely con
The lawyer cleared his throat, his hands trembling ever so slightly as he held the sealed envelope containing Chairman Lafayette's will. The weight of the moment hung heavily in the air, as everyone in the study held their breath, their eyes fixed on the lawyer, waiting for the revelations that would shape their futures."Can you read out the will, now!?" Alex ordered with a commanding tone.The lawyer nodded in response as fear gripped him. With a steady hand, the lawyer carefully opened the envelope and extracted the document within. He unfolded it slowly, deliberately, as if prolonging the suspense. His gaze flickered across the words before him, ensuring that he had a firm grasp of its contents before he began."Before I proceed," the lawyer began, his voice resonating with a mix of formality and gravity, "I must emphasize that the final will of Chairman Lafayette contains several clauses, each pertaining to different aspects of the estate and its businesses."Roland's heart rac