"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
Roland sat in the grand living room of Lafayette's Mansion, staring out of the window at the sprawling gardens that surrounded the estate. He was lost in thought, contemplating the upcoming demolition of the old shopping mall. He knew that it was the right decision, but he couldn't help feeling a twinge of sadness.Roland was sad because of the old striving people who worked there and they had to move out. He pitied them because they were old and they were also caught up in Debbie's mess as she should be the only one suffering from it.Suddenly, the door opened and Butler Lucas entered the room. "Good morning, young master," he said, his voice calm and measured. "I trust you slept well?"Roland turned to face him, offering a small smile. "Yes, thank you, Lucas. And yourself?""I slept well, thank you for asking," Lucas replied, moving to stand beside Roland. "Is there anything I can assist you with this morning?"Roland hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Actually, yes. I wan
Roland stood outside the police station, taking in the red brick facade that loomed before him. It was a tall building, with plenty of windows and a heavy wooden door. The sun shone brightly, casting long shadows across the pavement and Roland felt a bead of sweat run down his back.He took a deep breath and stepped towards the entrance, pulling open the door. As he entered the station, he was hit with the harsh smell of disinfectant and cleaning products. His eyes scanned the room, taking in the rows of metal desks and filing cabinets. A few uniformed officers sat at their computers, typing away but none of them paying him any attention."Excuse me," Roland said, approaching the closest officer. "I'm looking for Alex Lafayette."The officer looked up, his eyebrows rising in surprise. "Are you a family member?""Half-brother," Roland confirmed, his heart beating faster in his chest. "Do you know where he is? I want to pay him a visit."The officer hesitated for a moment before sigh
Roland stood in the grand foyer of the Lafayette Mansion, his eyes scanning the room as he addressed the staff and non-staff members gathered before him."Listen up, everyone," he began, his voice firm and commanding. "I have some important news to share with you all."All eyes were on him as he continued, "My half-brother, Alex, has been released from prison, and I'm afraid that he poses a significant threat to all of us."Murmurs of concern rippled through the crowd, but Roland silenced them with a wave of his hand."I want everyone to be extra vigilant and watchful," he said, his eyes flickering around the room. "If you see any strangers around the house, anyone who doesn't belong here, you must report it to me or to the security team immediately."All the staff and non-staff members nodded their head in agreement, and Roland could see the fear in their eyes. He hated to see them scared, but he knew that he had to impress upon them the seriousness of the situation."You all know
Anthony paced the room, feeling agitated. He wanted to do something, anything to help, but he couldn't think of anything except to wait."What if he can't get us out of the city?" Anthony asked, breaking the silence.Sarah looked up at him, her eyes filled with worry. "We'll figure it out," she said, trying to sound more confident than she felt.Anthony nodded, but he couldn't shake his unease. He didn't like the situation they were in, or the people they were dealing with.They sat in silence for what felt like hours before there was a knock at the door. Sarah got up and answered it, revealing the scruffy man from before."Everything is set," he said, his voice low.Anthony's heart raced as the man explained the plan. They were going to meet a contact who would help them get out of the city, but they had to be careful. The contact was notorious for double-crossing people, so they had to be ready for anything.As the man spoke, Anthony couldn't help but feel like they were in over th
As he sat there, alone, he began to reflect on everything that had happened. He realized that he had been blinded by his love for Sarah and he had ignored the warning signs.He couldn't help but feel like he had wasted so much time and energy on something that was never going to work out. He regretted not listening to his parents and others who warned him about Sarah.The more he thought about it, the more he knew that ending things with her was the right decision. He deserved better than this, and he couldn't let himself be dragged down by Sarah's problems.As the night passed, Anthony started to feel a sense of relief. He realized that he no longer had to deal with the constant drama and danger that came with being involved with Sarah.He resolved to move on with his life and focus on himself. He knew that it wasn't going to be easy, but he was ready to face the challenge.Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. Anthony threw himself into work, focusing on building h