Curtis was trying to keep up morale and prevent the Stanton family trip from being a complete failure. They still had to spend the entire night on that paradise island, and he feared for the lives of others, and even feared for his own life. This family couldn't be together without something bad happening.The immense and elegant yacht finally arrived at a wooden dock very similar to the one they had departed from. Night had already fallen, and the entire island was illuminated majestically. It was quite a visual spectacle in the middle of nowhere."We've arrived," Curtis shouted once the yacht stopped."Did we really arrive?" Ander said very excitedly.Ander was the first to disembark and be amazed by the beauty of the island that Curtis had specially prepared for the Stanton family.Curtis followed Ander, and both stood on the wooden dock to admire all that nocturnal beauty."It's beautiful," Ander expressed with his eyes illuminated by those lights that stood out in the darkness of
Ander clenched his fists tightly due to anger. His nails cut into the flesh of his palms, making them bleed a little. Tears crystallized in his eyes, wanting to escape, but he somehow managed to hold back the urge to cry.He was trembling with rage at the feeling of helplessness that engulfed him. He couldn't do anything as his brothers sailed away on that boat, mocking him and calling him a bastard. It was the greatest humiliation he had ever experienced, and it was also a very clear indicator that they would never accept him as part of the family.It didn't matter that Joseph had given him his last name before he died. Ander would never be a Stanton. There was still too much goodness in his heart, and to belong to that family, one had to be heartless and ruthless. Even Curtis had been losing his good side and had been doing deplorable things."I promise you, they will pay for this," Ander vowed, even though no one could hear him, and he was completely alone.Now he just had to worry
15 MINUTES BEFORE.The boat carrying the Stanton siblings arrived at the wooden dock in front of the luxurious beach hotel. Campbell turned off the engine, and the boat came to a complete stop for them to disembark."That was so much fun," laughed Agatha hysterically as they helped her off the boat."Did you see the expression on that damn bastard's face when he opened his eyes and saw us riding the boat?" Campbell roared with laughter, hugging his own stomach.Carson was the only one not laughing. He was solely focused on tying the boat to the dock with a thick rope to secure it."Didn't you find it funny, Carson?" Agatha hoped that with this question, Carson would also let out some laughter or chuckle so they could all mock Ander for being Joseph Stanton's illegitimate son."Yeah... it was quite amusing," Carson replied expressionlessly. Despite claiming to support Agatha and Campbell's prank, he didn't seem to be enjoying it as much as they were."Carson has matured, that's what it
Ander ran out of that place as fast as he could. His surprise was quite disturbing, and he wanted to get to the hotel as soon as possible to forget about the terrible night he had experienced.At the same time, Carson continued to follow Ámbar from a distance. He followed her into the hotel, but there he lost track of her.There were many hallways and staircases. Ámbar could have entered any room. The question was why she would want to enter a room that wasn't hers.Carson was about to give up when he noticed Ámbar's perfume lingering in the air. A faint fragrance could be sensed in the atmosphere. It was very subtle, but there was no doubt that it was the perfume he had gifted to his wife.Carson began to use his sense of smell as if he were a police dog tracking some kind of drug. In some hallways, the fragrance became very faint and difficult to track, so he had to guess the path his wife had taken.He continued like this until, for some strange reason, he arrived right at the room
Carson immediately stopped and stared at Ander with distrust."How did you return so quickly?" Carson asked Ander."Return? What do you mean?" Curtis asked, puzzled.Ander didn't respond. He just lowered his gaze and remained silent while standing there under the doorway."What did you do to Ander?" Curtis demanded, his attitude changing."I didn't do anything. We just went for a little walk as brothers," Carson replied expressionlessly."Agata and Campbell were involved too. I should have guessed from the beginning," Curtis said."I walked back. My shoes are filled with sand," Ander confessed, crestfallen. "When I got to the hotel, I could see Amber very upset asking for you, Carson. She's at the chalet," he informed.Carson moved his lips from side to side. He wasn't sure if he could trust Ander after what he had done against him."Didn't you hear?" Curtis said, indicating that Ander had given him the needed information. "Your wife is at the chalet. So, I ask you to leave my room im
Amber walked slowly down that long and extensive hallway that disappeared into the distance. It was a solitary and silent corridor. There was no one who could prevent her commitment to Carson that night. It was her duty as a wife to surrender to Carson without making any excuses.There was only one small problem. Her mind couldn't stop thinking about Curtis every second. That spontaneous kiss replayed itself over and over in front of her eyes as if it were a romantic movie.But often in life, all that remains is to sigh and move on."Come on, Amber. You have to forget about Curtis," said Amber, reprimanding herself for that attitude.Amber reached the door of the room she shared with her husband on this trip, and there she sighed deeply.She lifted her face and gathered the courage to open that door. She placed her hand on the handle and turned it slowly.The door opened, and the light from the hallway illuminated the inside of the room."Carson?" Amber swallowed that lump in her thro
The next day, the world's most important bank opened its doors. It was the largest banking institution that existed, famous for lending immense sums of money to big magnates and important individuals when they faced economic problems.The last place in the world any millionaire would want to visit."Alright... Here we are," said Prince Rick Carusi once he saw the bank doors opening.The prince adjusted his elegant and expensive suit as he gathered courage to enter the bank."Are you sure you don't want to wait a couple of minutes?" his assistant Linder asked, still seated on the curb."I don't understand. They just opened their doors. We can go in now," the prince replied, confused."Exactly! They just opened. We don't want them to think we're desperate, and if we go in as soon as they open, they'll realize we spent the night here," explained Linder."Damn it!" the prince immediately knew his assistant was right. "But if we wait too long, others might get ahead, and then it will be ha
The prince and Linder were thrown out of that bank as if they were just ordinary humans. Rick Carusi needed an explanation immediately. So he went to his father to demand the truth about what was happening.It took them a while to return to the palace because they were traveling by bus and covering their faces to avoid being recognized.Upon arriving, they found a huge paper stuck to the main entrance of the castle.It was an ultimatum threatening to expropriate the property if the owners did not pay soon.The prince took that paper and looked at it more closely while Linder looked at Rick in disbelief."It can't be. The bank manager was telling the truth," said Rick Carusi, totally surprised."What are you going to do now?" Linder asked."I need to confront my father," confessed Rick."Remember that your father is very ill," reminded Linder so that Rick would be careful."Don't worry. I just need to know what the hell is going on," said Prince Rick as he opened the palace door.Rick