As the days passed, the loan repayment deadline drew closer, and Lewis found himself once again caught in a tight spot. The bank was constantly calling and threatening him. He was not having peace and he felt suffocated by the weight of his financial burdens. He couldn't let the bank take away their property or even go to the media. It would be an embarrassment to the family.Desperation clawed at him as he frantically searched for a way to sort his bills and pay off the pending loan. But it turned out to be a disaster.With each passing day, the pressure mounted, and Lewis knew he couldn't bear it alone any longer. He needed to seek help and there was no other person than his father. He knew he had disappointed and failed him once again but he knew he would forgive and no matter what, he would find a way to help him resolve this issue.Reluctantly, he made his way to his father's home office, scared of the inevitable disappointment and scolding that awaited him. He hesitated at the d
As Lewis left his father's office, his mind raced with thoughts of how to solve his financial sufferings. As he thought desperately, a dangerous idea began to form—one that might ruin their family business and tear his family apart. But he doesn't care as far as the bank would stop calling him.He had decided to steal the money from the company account.With a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, Lewis knew that once he crossed that line, there would be no turning back. But in his mind, the ends justifies the means, and he was willing to do whatever it took to dig himself out of the hole he had created.The next day…The next morning, the shrill sound of the alarm clock pierced through Lewis's sleep, jolting him awake. He groaned, rubbing his eyes as he sat up in bed. With a sigh, he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and forced himself to stand up, already feeling the weight of the day ahead pressing down on him.As Lewis groggily rolled out of bed, his mind was already bu
Lewis continued diligently monitoring Anderson’s company account, his eyes were always inspecting the financial records and transactions of the company with accuracy. He carefully understood the ins and outs of the company’s pattern, he made sure his oversight remained undetected. Over time, he identified opportunities to manipulate, combining his time until the perfect moment to strike.At first, it was all about gaining trust. Lewis made sure to do his job well, double-checking every entry, and balancing every sheet with precision. Mr. Micheal and the others began to rely on him, seeing him as a diligent worker, and a valuable asset to the team and company. Little did they know, he was building and buying time.He started small, just a little tweak here and there, nothing too noticeable. A few cents here, a dollar there—it all adds up, you know? And with each successful manipulation, his confidence grew. He began to see the bigger picture, the potential for real profit hidden within
Gracia with her innocent eyes continued to observe what was happening in his father’s company. He wanted to start accusing anybody but he had no evidence and wasn't even sure yet.With Gracia asking questions, trying to know how things were going on in the company, Lewis had to pause for a while. He knows if he continues with his selfish actions, it might lead him in a dangerous direction. Despite his cunning and wicked ways, he couldn't shudder off the guilt gnawing at his conscience. He meticulously covered his tracks, making sure that no one, especially his father, would find out about his criminal activities.It would be shameful that an heir to a company that is supposed to build and raise his company is actually the one pulling it down. The media, his friends, and his family would shatter him. He doesn't know if he is going to cope. He could even imagine how they would react to it but, hey, he's still on top of the game.Meanwhile, Mr. Michael, who was oblivious to the approachi
Lewis's eyes glowed with anger as he glared over Gracia, he just couldn't take it, he knew his sister was smart, he decided to inject fear into her. It scared her away from investigating further. So, he went to her and held her tightly.Gracia, flinched clearly not expecting Lewis's action. She tried to remove her hand but his grip on her arm tightened. "You're just a nosy little thing, aren't you? Can’t you mind your own business? Well, let me tell you something, Gracia. You're playing with fire. And you’re going to get burned if you're not careful. I am warning you because you are my sister. Don't come in here and undermine my hard work."Gracia's smile never wobbled. "Oh I'm shaking in my boots, Lewis. But you know what?? I'm not going to back down. I know something is off, and I'm going to find out what it is."Lewis sneered. "You're just jealous because I'm successful and you're not. You're trying to bring me down because of your insecurities."Gracia chuckled. "You're so predic
Gracia sat in the police station, she still couldn't go home. her heart was still racing from the attack. As she gave her statement to the police, she also filed a report as it was the first step to her safety. Gracia still couldn't get over the trauma, she was still shaking in fear, wondering what could've happened to her if the police hadn't intervened.She had no idea why she was attacked if it was an act of violence or just for an unknown reason. She didn't know what the attacker meant by the words he said to her earlier.Just as she was finishing up at the station, her phone rang. It was her father, Michael. "Gracia, where are you? I've been trying to reach you all day, why weren't you picking up?" he asked, sounding so concerned and impatient.Gracia hesitated for a while before speaking up . "I'm at the police station, Dad. I had a bit of a run-in with someone," she said, trying to downplay the incident.Mr. Michael's voice was sharp with concern. "What happened? Are you okay?
After much thinking, Gracia finally fell asleep, her mind was tired from the traumatic experience she had. But her sleep was not so peaceful, she had dreams filled with scary images of the attack and Hugo's warning.She dreamt of running away from someone, her heart was beating so fast. She heard the sound of tires screeching and people chasing her. Then, she saw Hugo's face, he had a mean stare. He whispered his warning again, "Your brother Lewis is playing with fire , and if I can’t get to him,you're next."Gracia woke up with her heart racing. She lay in bed, catching her breath and trying to calm down. But the dream came back, again and again, like a bad movie playing in her mind.She tossed and turned, her sheets tangled around her legs. Fear and worry filled her mind. Who was Hugo? What did he want from her? What had Lewis done to make him angry? And what’s her business in all of it?As the night went on, Gracia's sleep got worse. She had only slept for a few minutes, then woke
"Hey, what's going on here?" Michael, their father asked, with a firm but concerned voice. "What are you two arguing about?"Gracia turned to her parents, her eyes still locked on Lewis. "He's lying to me, Mom and Dad. He's hiding something, and I know it."Lewis shook his head, his smirk still in place. "I'm not hiding anything, Gracia. You're just being paranoid.""Paranoid?" Gracia's voice rose in frustration. "You're the one who's always sneaking around, lying about where you've been. You're the one who's got our parents worried sick. And now this guy Hugo shows up, threatening me all because of you! And you say I’m being paranoid? Don't you dare try to spin this, Lewis. I know you’re not telling the truth."Lewis rolled his eyes. "You're just exaggerating, Gracia. I'm not involved in anything. And Hugo's just some crazy guy who's stalking you. That’s if you’re telling the truth because I don’t know what you’re talking about."Their mother, Eloise, stepped forward, looking cursor