"Tell me when you are going to pay the money you borrowed from us with interest?" A dark blurry man asked.The man was Vincent, a ruthless mafia in Candon city.A few days ago, Roland's girlfriend; Debbie collapsed and he needed money to send her to the hospital.Even though Debbie's family was rich, Roland didn't know her password so he was left with no option rather than borrowing an amount from Vincent, even though the interest rate was high.Roland sighed in frustration and anger. He r wasn't expecting them to ask for their money so fast.He glared at the mafia members angrily but they threw a death glare back after him.Only if he had known his girlfriend's password."You need to calm down man...I'm not gonna run away!" Roland said as calmly as possible.He didn't want to go say anything to anger these men. They would pull the trigger without hesitation."You lazy asshole, it is ten days now since you borrowed the money." One of the mafia members said, throwing the small lit cigar
A black car drove inside the warehouse, which took them unaware as the small boss and Roland were still in their position.The light from the headlamp shone brightly and they had to cover their eyes with the back of their palm to avoid the flashes of the light.The small boss still had a knife place of Roland's throat. They both looked in the direction of where the car was parked.A group of men came down from the car and they were all wearing fitted black suits and well-polished shoes. They were all holding a pistol, pointing it toward the direction of the gangsters.The small boss gulped harder, he dropped the knife and raised his hands in defeat. While the other gang members did likewise.From the look of things they weren't ordinary people, maybe some higher gangsters.Roland just stared at them curiously. With several thoughts in his head.His thought was cut off by the sound of the car door. One of the men in a black fitted suit rushed to open the door of the black Rolls-Royce.
After the gangsters had left the warehouse, it was just Roland, the old man, and the men in a black tailored suits.Roland was still in shock, his mind kept on replaying the scene that occurred a few minutes ago. The way man's aura felt intimidating.The way small boss got humiliated and fortunately for him, these men cleared his debt."Thank you for saving me from the hands of those gangsters but who are you?" Roland forced himself to speak.These men especially the old man can't be anonymous. They must have a reason for being generous to him.A smile played on the old man's lips as he leaned forward, patting Roland's should before heaving a sigh of relief."Young Master, there's more than meet the eyes." The old man smiled sweetly at him. He creases his wrinkled eyes."I know you're old so can you do me a favor by explaining to me what is going on!", Roland spoke as gently as possible.He was indeed grateful to the old man but keeping him in suspense is actually what he doesn't like.
Debbie and the man were both shocked to see Roland. The man hurried to get his briefs on while Debbie just stayed nonchalantly on the bed using the sheets to cover up.Both of them panicked for a while but later calmed their nerves. Roland on the other hand was furious. He furrowed his brows as he felt like exploding.His girlfriend was cheating on him in broad daylight. This was unacceptable and he has already had enough of all these."Debbie, what's going on here?" Roland snapped at her as he stared sternly at the duo."What do you think is going on here!?" Debbie retorted. She motioned the man to sit beside her on the bed and he did.Right in front of Roland's eyes, the man gave his girlfriend a peck on her forehead.Debbie sneered before shifting her gaze to Roland's direction. "What are you doing here?""What I am doing here? In my own house?" Roland found the question funny. He wanted to strangle the pairs that were acting intimately in front of him.But he restricted himself fro
Roland turned around and saw a lady standing next to him.He studied her face properly despite how dark the place was. His vision was clear."Ha! It stopped raining!" She said before folding back the umbrella.The dark clouds drifted away slowly and the bright sky overtook the day.While the lady was busy folding the umbrella, Roland took the opportunity to scan her face but before he could recognize her she was already staring at him.Roland was stunned to discover that she was his old-time crush in high school."Surprised to see me, Roland." The lady had a bright smile plastered on her face. She was already smiling from ear to ear as it was our opportunity to come across a high school classmate."I'm surprised and happy as well to see you, Katherine." Roland sooner forgot about his problems immediately he gazed at her beautiful face and her pair of brown eyes.He couldn't help but scan her body with his eyes and was impressed. She had grown up to become a beautiful lady.Unlike that
"I'm sorry for the cold attitude he gave to you but I just wanted to use you as an excuse to get rid of him!"Roland couldn't believe his ears, she did use him to get rid of the man.The way the man left obediently even after getting slapped was uncalled for.Katherine, on the other hand, was sorry for using Roland as an excuse.Roland just gave her a wry smile. "It's fine, since you've already apologized who I'm I to judge?"The lass was all smiles. "Thanks, Roland, would you like to have a sit in my house?" Katherine offered. She contemplated if he'll refuse her or not."Sure! I'd like to know where you're residing." Roland gave her a reassuring smile and they both left for Katherine's house.Unknown to them, the man that Katherine had sent away was hiding in a corner, watching them from afar as his eyes were fixed on Roland.He gave him a death glare with anger and envy clouding his heart. He became furious and walked away from his hiding place.When they both arrived at Katherine's
Roland boarded a cab and showed the driver the address that was stated on the card that was given to him by the mysterious old man he encountered before."Here, I want you to follow this address!" Roland showed the card to the driver.The driver nodded in response. He ignited the engine of the car and rode off to Roland's destination.A few minutes later, Roland paid for the T-fare with ease. At least he got some money now unlike when he used to ride in his girlfriend's car.He checked the card if it was the exact location that he was and the card confirmed it.Roland didn't see any building but only a silver gate that looked like a mirror. He stared at his reflection, he haven't changed his clothes for the past three days.There was no difference between him and a pauper. Nevertheless, he still had to meet with the old man. He gave a slight knock on the gate and the gate happened to open by itself."Woah!" Roland left his words hanging as he exclaimed.He was welcomed by well-trimmed
"I'll make you pay for all the humiliations you've caused me!" Roland yelled.The bouncers were ready to take him out of the building when the Butler's words halted them."Where do you think you're taking him to?" His firm voice echoed.Everyone present stopped what they were doing. They bowed in respect of the Butler's entrance.This was because he was the personal assistant of the chairman, the chairman's butler.The bouncers halted their steps Roland sighed in relief immediately as he caught sight of the old man. He was surprised to see everyone bowing in respect to him.Even his girlfriend's lover bowed as well.The old man must have a high rank here. Roland thought.The old man hurried down the stairs, ignoring everyone's greetings as he ran towards Roland and saluted him."Young Master, welcome back home!" The words that came out from the old man's lips caused everyone's jaw to drop. Their eyes widened in surprise.His words caused everyone to murmur."Was this old man referring
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