Roland lay on the hospital bed, his chest heaving with each labored breath. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead, his body twitching with pain. The doctors worked frantically around him, their faces etched with worry."His blood pressure is through the roof," muttered a doctor, peering at his vitals. "We need to bring it down, fast.""His potassium levels are dangerously low," chimed in another, frowning at the results on the screen. "It's affecting his heart rate."They exchanged knowing glances. It didn't take a genius to figure out what had caused this sudden breakdown. Alex was really a pain on a neck and besides they agreed to be allies, after donating blood for their father, then he changed.His constant attack for power was really stressful for Roland and running the Lafayette Group as the CEO wasn't easy as well.He had neglected his health condition again.At some point, his body had simply given up."We've got to get him stabilized," said the lead doctor, barking orders to t
The doctors were hesitant, but Roland was determined. He knew the risks, but he couldn't sit by and watch his life's work be destroyed.Maria made arrangements for his release, and within hours, Roland was back in his office, the familiar hum of the Lafayette Group filling him with a sense of purpose.But he was weak, and he knew it. The mere act of walking across the room left him winded and trembling.He made his way to his desk and sat down heavily, his mind racing as he surveyed the reports and memos piled high on his desk.He had a lot of catching up to do.But as he started to pore over the documents, something felt off. There was a sense of tension in the air, a feeling that something was about to break.Roland knew he had to act quickly.He called a meeting with his executives, determined to get to the bottom of the matter once and for all.They filed into his office, their faces inscrutable. Roland nodded curtly to each of them, taking a deep breath before launching into the
Roland's grip on the phone tightened. He didn't want to talk to Alex. He wanted to put an end to this once and for all."What do you want, Alex?" he asked, his voice sounding more steely than he felt."I'm coming to town," Alex said, his voice almost a growl. "And I suggest you meet me. We have some unfinished business to attend to."Roland's mind raced. He knew that meeting Alex would be dangerous, but he also knew that he couldn't just sit back and wait for things to happen."Fine," he said through gritted teeth. "But it's going to be on my terms. Meet me at the Lafayette headquarters tomorrow morning."There was a long pause on the other end of the line."Very well," Alex finally said. "But I warn you, Roland. This will not end well for you."With that, he hung up, leaving Roland feeling even more uneasy than before.He knew that the next day was going to be critical. He had to come up with a plan, something that would give him the upper hand in this deadly game of power.Roland sp
Roland walked through the cemetery gates with a heavy heart and a flower bouquet in his hand. It had been months since he last visited his father's grave, and it had become a routine for him to visit every time he had the chance. The cemetery was quiet and peaceful, something that he always appreciated. As he walked along the winding path, he couldn't help but feel the pang of guilt in his chest. Why hadn't he taken better care of his father when he was alive? Why had he allowed the weight of the Lafayette Group to consume him entirely? These were questions that plagued his mind with each passing day, and he needed some form of solace. Finally, Roland arrived at his father's grave, and the sight of the headstone tugged at his emotions. Chairman Lafayette, it read in bold letters, with the dates of his birth and death etched beneath it. It felt like it had been decades since he last saw his father's face, his voice, and even his touch. Roland placed the flower bouquet on the g
Roland's eyes widened in shock. "What? Why would I do that?"Butler Lucas sighed. "Think about it, young master. The stress of running the company has caused you nothing but pain and grief. Perhaps it's time to let go and move on with your life. Give the company up to Alex and start fresh, find a new purpose in life."Roland shook his head vehemently. "No, I can't do that. The Lafayette Group is my father's legacy, it's my legacy too. I can't just hand it over to someone who wants to tear it all down."Butler Lucas put a hand on Roland's shoulder. "I understand that, young master. But what good is the legacy if it's causing you more harm than good? You're suffering, physically and mentally, don't you think it's time to put your own wellbeing first?"Roland thought about it, and he knew Butler Lucas was right. He couldn't keep running himself into the ground for the sake of the company. He needed to take care of himself first, even if it meant giving up the company.But the thought o
As Roland sat at his desk, lost in thought, a knock on his door jolted him back to reality. "Come in," he called out, straightening up in his chair.The door opened, and a man walked in, dressed in a sharp suit and carrying a briefcase.Seraphina came alongside with him and she had a worried look on her face."I told him not to come, I prevented him from entering." She said feeling guilty."It's okay, you can go now." He faked a smiled, reassuring her that he'll be okay.Seraphina nodded and left.The visitor, however cleared his throat before talking."Mr. Roland Lafayette?" the man asked, his eyes scanning the room.Roland nodded, curious. "Yes, that's me. Who are you?"The man walked over to the desk and placed his briefcase on it. "My name is William Black, and I represent a company that's interested in acquiring the Lafayette Group."Roland felt his heart race as he realized what was happening. "What? Why would you want to do that?"William Black smiled, his eyes glinting. "Wel
As the sun began to set, Roland paced back and forth in his study, feeling restless and anxious. Butler Lucas had been out all day, and there was still no word from him.He knew that time was running out, that he needed to find Sophia before it was too late. But with each passing moment, his hope dwindled.Suddenly, the phone rang, and Roland jumped at the sound, picking it up eagerly."Hello?" he said, his voice trembling.But instead of Butler Lucas's voice, he heard a deep, gravelly voice on the other end."Is this Mr. Roland Lafayette?" the voice asked.Roland hesitated before answering. "Yes, it is. Who is this?"The person on the other end chuckled darkly. "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I have something you want."Roland felt a sense of fear wash over him as he realized what was happening. "What do you mean?"The person on the other end laughed again. "I have your sister, Sophia."Roland felt his heart stop. "What? Where is she? Is she alright?"The person on
He knew that he had to be careful and patient if he wanted to succeed.But just as he was gathering his thoughts, the door swung open, and a group of men burst into the room, guns in their hands.Roland's heart raced as he recognized one of them as the person who had called him earlier."Where is it?" the person growled, his eyes flashing with anger.Roland swallowed hard, knowing that he was in serious trouble."I don't know what you're talking about," he stammered, his voice weak.But the person didn't believe him, and he raised his gun, aiming it straight at Roland's head."You have one last chance, Mr. Lafayette. Tell us where it is, or we'll make sure you never see your sister again."Roland felt his eyes grow wide with fear as he realized that he was in grave danger."I don't have it," he said, his voice shaking. "I don't know where it is."The person's eyes narrowed, and he lowered his gun slightly, but didn't put it away."You're lying," he said, his voice cold. "We know that