Roland hit the ground hard, the wind knocked out of him. For a moment, he lay there, dazed and disoriented, wondering what had happened.Then, he heard a faint voice calling his name. It was Anthony, and he sounded worried."Roland? Roland, are you okay?"Roland tried to move, but pain seared through his body, making him gasp. He felt like he had been hit by a truck. "I'm hurt," he moaned.Anthony rushed to his side, his face tense with concern. "What happened? Are you badly hurt?"Roland tried to sit up, but the pain was too much. "I don't know," he said, gritting his teeth. "I think I broke something. My leg. It hurts so much."Anthony looked around, his eyes scanning the wreckage of the building. "We have to get you out of here," he said. "But how?"Roland groaned, feeling helpless. He knew that they were in trouble, that they needed help urgently. But he didn't know how they were going to get it.Then, he heard a faint sound, the sound of sirens in the distance. "Help is coming,"
Roland stood before the staff of the Lafayette Mansion, his eyes scanning the room as he took in the faces of those who had worked tirelessly for the Lafayette Group. He could sense their tension, their anxiety, and their frustration. He knew he had a lot of work to do to gain their trust again."Good morning, everyone," Roland began, his voice calm and measured. "I know that things have been difficult lately, and I want to apologize for any stress or uncertainty that you have been feeling. I take full responsibility for what has been happening, and I want to assure you that I am doing everything in my power to make things right."He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I also want to introduce you all to someone who is very important to me. This is my sister, Sophia. She will be taking on the role of the young mistress of the Lafayette, and I know that she will do an excellent job."Sophia stepped forward, a smile on her face as she surveyed the room. "It's wonderful to m
Roland strolled through the lush green pathways of the Lafayette Mansion. He breathed in the fresh garden air and felt the warm sun on his face. He was looking for Butler Lucas, the head butler of the Lafayette family, who was known to be a man of great knowledge. Roland needed to talk to him about something important, something he couldn't talk about with anyone else.Finally, he found Butler Lucas sitting on a wooden bench, reading a book. As soon as he saw Roland, he closed the book and stood up. "Master Roland, how may I assist you today?"Roland took a seat on the bench and said, "Butler, I need to know more about Alex's mother."Butler's face turned serious, and he hesitated for a moment before replying, "I'm sorry Master Roland, but I cannot disclose information about the Lafayette family's private affairs. It wouldn't be appropriate."Roland had anticipated this response, but he wasn't going to give up that easily. "Butler, please. I need to know. Alex is my half-brother,
As he walked, Roland heard a commotion coming from the direction of the mansion's entrance. He quickened his pace and soon found himself in the middle of a heated argument between two men.One of the men was wearing a butler's uniform, while the other was well-dressed, with a haughty look on his face."You have no right to be here! This is private property," the butler said, his voice firm.The man sneered. "I have an appointment with Chairman Lafayette. He will be expecting me."Roland recognized the man as Thomas, one of his father's associates. He had never liked the man, finding him arrogant and condescending."What's going on here?" Roland asked, stepping forward.Thomas turned and sneered at Roland. "Ah, the black sheep of the Lafayette family. What are you doing here, Roland? Still trying to impress Daddy?"Roland resisted the urge to punch Thomas in the face. Instead, he folded his arms and said, "I don't have to impress anyone. Unlike you, I'm not a sycophant."Thomas chuckled
As he walked, he felt as if he was being watched, as if someone was monitoring his every move. He looked around but saw nothing out of the ordinary.He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was just being paranoid. But the feeling persisted, and he couldn't shake it off.Roland quickened his pace, hoping to get away as soon as possible. He knew that danger was lurking around him, waiting for its opportunity to strike.He remembered his father's warning, about how family secrets were dangerous things. He had never understood why until now.As he walked deeper into the forest, Roland saw something shimmering in the distance. He walked towards it, his curiosity getting the better of him.As he drew closer, he realized that it was a small pond, the water reflecting the moon's light.He sat down by the edge of the pond, lost in thought. He wondered what he was going to find out, what secrets lay hidden within his family.He knew that the truth was going to be harsh, that it would bre
Seraphina sat on a wooden bench in the Lafayette garden, staring at the vast expanse of greenery in front of her. The sun had set, and the garden was now shrouded in darkness, save for the occasional flicker of light from the tall lanterns scattered around.She had been coming to this garden for as long as she could remember. It was her place of solace, her sanctuary away from the noise and chaos of the world. But tonight was different. Tonight, she couldn't find the peace that usually came with being there.She had a lot on her mind, and all of it was weighing her down. She missed the old days, when Chairman Lafayette was still alive and there was no one threatening the business and their lives. Back then, things were simpler. There was no need to worry about who to trust or who not to trust, no need to constantly watch her back.But most of all, she missed Roland Lafayette. Her heart ached every time she thought of him, knowing that he was out there somewhere, risking everything t
Roland's vision came back to him slowly. He tried to move, but he found himself tied to a chair, unable to escape.He looked around, trying to make out his surroundings. He was in a small, dark room, with no windows and a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling.His heart raced, and his breath quickened as he realized that he had been captured. He wondered who had captured him and why.Then he heard footsteps, and a figure emerged from the darkness. At first, Roland couldn't see the figure clearly, but then the figure moved closer, revealing itself to be a man dressed in a dark suit and black gloves. His face was obscured by a black hat pulled low over his face.Roland tried to speak, but the man silenced him with a wave of his hand."Do not speak," the man commanded. His voice was deep and gravelly, sending shivers down Roland's spine."I'm going to ask you a few questions," the man continued. "And you will answer truthfully, or I will make you pay."Roland tried to protest, tried
When Roland woke up, he found himself in a dark room. He tried to move, but his hands and feet were bound securely.Panic seized him as he realized that he had been kidnapped. His mind raced as he tried to remember what had happened.Then, it all came flooding back to him. The interrogation, the drugs, the man with the syringe.Roland knew that he was in serious trouble. He had no idea where he was or who had taken him.He strained his ears, listening for any sound that might give him a clue. But all he could hear was the sound of his own breathing.Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching. He tensed up, wondering what was going to happen to him.The door creaked open, and a figure stepped into the room. It was the man who had interrogated him.Roland tried to speak, but his mouth was dry as sandpaper. The man seemed to ignore him, instead pacing around the room."I'm disappointed in you, Roland," the man said, finally breaking the silence. "I thought that you were smarter than this."