Butler Lucas walked briskly towards Roland's room, his mind racing with thoughts of how to handle the situation that had arisen. The young master was in a state of shock and grief after the sudden death of his father, Chairman Lafayette. Butler Lucas knew that this would be a difficult time for him and that he would need all the support he could get.As he entered the room, he found Seraphina, Roland's maid, already there. She was tidying up the room and placing fresh flowers in a vase on the bedside table. Butler Lucas knew that Seraphina had a special place in her heart for Roland, and he trusted her to take care of him during this difficult time."Good morning, Seraphina," he said, his voice calm and reassuring. "I need to speak with you about the young master."Seraphina turned to face him, her eyes filled with concern. "Is everything alright, Butler Lucas?" she asked."No, I'm afraid it's not," he said, taking a seat on the edge of Roland's bed. "As you know, the young master
The day of Chairman Lafayette's funeral had arrived, and Roland felt a deep sense of sadness and grief as he prepared for the solemn occasion. He dressed in a black suit and tie, his face somber and serious as he looked at himself in the mirror.Butler Lucas entered the room, his expression grave as he approached Roland."Young master, it's time to go," he said, his voice low and mournful.Roland nodded, his eyes filled with tears. He had loved his father deeply, and the thought of his loss was almost too much to bear.As they made their way to the funeral site, they were surrounded by a sea of highclasi mourners, all dressed in black and weeping openly. The media was also present, capturing every moment of the tragic event.Roland could feel their eyes on him, and he knew that he was expected to show strength and courage during this difficult time. But he felt as though he had lost a part of himself, and he struggled to keep his emotions in check.As they arrived at the funeral si
Roland stood alone in the vast empty space of his father's mansion. The air was thick with the scent of flowers and the sound of his father's favorite hymn playing softly in the background. The funeral had been a grand affair, attended by all the top dignitaries from around the world, but now, it was just him and the memories of his father.He looked around the room, taking in the somber atmosphere, the walls adorned with his father's portraits and the many awards he had won over the years. Roland's eyes rested on one particular picture, the one where his father had received the Nobel Peace Prize. It was a picture that had always filled him with pride, but now it only served to remind him of what he had lost.The sound of footsteps pulled his attention away from the photograph, and he turned to see his father's closest friend and business partner, Mr. Wilson, approaching him."Roland, I am so sorry for your loss," Mr. Wilson said, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.Roland
The next morning, Roland woke up feeling a sense of purpose. He knew that he had to step up and take charge of his father's company, the Lafayette Group. He got dressed and headed to the office, feeling a sense of pride as he walked through the hallways, knowing that he was carrying on his father's legacy.As he entered the conference room, he saw that all the top executives of the company were present. They all stood up as he walked in, and he felt a surge of confidence as he took his seat at the head of the table."Good morning, everyone," he said, his voice steady and firm. "I know that we are all still grieving the loss of my father, Chairman Lafayette, but we have a company to run, and I intend to carry on his legacy."There was a murmur of agreement around the table, and Roland felt a sense of relief knowing that he had the support of his father's top executives."I want to thank all of you for your hard work and dedication to this company. I know that my father held each and
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
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