Alex walked into Williams' office, the door closing softly behind him. Williams looked up from his desk, his expression neutral."Alex, what brings you here?" Williams asked, leaning back in his chair."I need a favor," Alex said, his voice straightforward. "I need you to tell Mark that you have someone working within the Gladiator's group."Williams' expression didn't change, but his eyes narrowed slightly. "Why are you asking me to do this?"Alex's face remained impassive. "Just tell Mark, Williams. It's important."Williams leaned forward, his elbows on his desk. "Alex, I need to clarify something. You want me to lie to Mark?"Alex's gaze met Williams'. "Just deliver the message."Williams sighed. "Fine. But I have to tell you, Alex, I don't have anyone working within the Gladiator's group."Alex's expression remained unchanged. "Tell Mark you do."Williams shook his head. "Alex, He's going find out eventually, what would you do then ."Alex's eyes seemed to bore into Williams'. "Y
The next day, Dianna walked into the recording studio, feeling energized after a productive morning. She finished laying down the vocals for her new song and was packing up her things when Alex approached her."Hey, Dianna," Alex said, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "You sounded amazing in there."Dianna smiled, feeling a flush rise to her cheeks. "Thanks, Alex."Alex hesitated for a moment before asking, "Would you like to grab dinner with me after work? Maybe I can show you a different side of town."Dianna's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't expected Alex to ask her out."Sure," she said, trying to sound casual.Alex grinned. "Great. I'll pick you up at 5."As the day drew to a close, Dianna found herself counting down the minutes until their dinner date.At 5 sharp, Alex arrived at her doorstep, looking handsome in a simple white shirt and jeans."Ready?" he asked, opening the car door for her.Dianna nodded, feeling a thrill of excitement.As they drove through the city, the
Mark stormed out of his house, still fuming from his encounter with Alex. He couldn't believe he'd apologized to that...that...slum kid.As he walked to William's house, his anger simmered.William answered the door, a look of concern etched on his face. "Mark, what's wrong?"Mark brushed past him. "You said you knew someone who could help me with the Gladiators Group. When are you going to give me their contact?"William ushered Mark into the living room. "Let me check on that."Mark paced around the room, his impatience growing.William excused himself, disappearing into his study.Behind the closed door, William dialed a number, a sly grin spreading across his face."Hey, Sam," he said, using a fake name. "I need a favor."The person on the other end, actually William's old friend, Tom, played along. "What's up, Will?"William explained the situation. "Theres someone who's been pestering me about getting in touch with the Gladiators Group. Can you pretend to be someone connected to
James's expression turned stern, his voice firm. "Mark, Mark, Mark... You're so dumb. Storming out like that? What were you thinking?"Mark's face reddened, defensive. "They questioned my integrity, Dad. Called me a scammer."Mr sanders shook his head, disgust etched on his face. "That's exactly what I mean. You let your emotions control you. A business owner has to take risks, absorb insults, and keep moving forward."Mark's anger resurfaced. "You don't understand, Dad. They were disrespecting me."James's voice rose. "Disrespect? Ha! You think that's disrespect? Wait till you're really tested. Wait till someone tries to sabotage your business or steal your ideas."Mark's eyes widened, taken aback by his father's ferocity.Mr Sanders continued, "You need to toughen up, Mark. Develop a backbone. No one owes you success. You have to fight for it."Mark's defensiveness began to fade, replaced by a hint of understanding.James's expression hardened. "Look, son. I know you're passionate.
Mark's mind wandered back to the humiliating encounter with William, his stomach churning with resentment."Apologize to Alex?" Mark thought, replaying the conversation in his head. "For what? For him showing up where he wasn't wanted?"The memory of Alex's smug expression and condescending tone still grated on Mark's nerves."Why did I let him push me around like that?" Mark wondered, feeling a surge of anger.He recalled Alex's smirk, the kid's knowing glint that said, "I've got the upper hand." Mark's frustration boiled over."What did I do to deserve this?" Mark asked himself, feeling victimized.The apology still lingered in his mind, a bitter taste he couldn't shake."I shouldn't have done it," Mark thought, regret gnawing at him. "I should have stood my ground."Mark's thoughts swirled with "what ifs" and "maybes," but one thing was certain: he wouldn't let William or Alex walk all over him again.The pain of that apology still lingered, but Mark vowed to transform it into fuel
Elisa breezed into the office, a bright smile plastered on her face. She made a beeline for Diana's desk."Good morning, Diana! You look lovely today," Elisa cooed, her voice dripping with sweetness.Diana's eyes narrowed slightly, wary of Elisa's sudden change in behavior. "Thanks, Elisa. You're...looking well yourself."Elisa's smile never wavered. "I'm feeling fabulous, thanks for asking. Can I grab you for a coffee break later?"Diana hesitated, unsure what to make of Elisa's sudden friendliness. "Uh, sure. That sounds nice."Elisa beamed. "Wonderful! I'll come by your office at 11."As Elisa walked away, Diana's gaze lingered, suspicion simmering beneath her polite facade.What was Elisa up to?Diana couldn't shake the feeling that Elisa was plotting something.Throughout the morning, Elisa continued her charm offensive.She offered to help Diana with tasks, complimented her on her work, and even brought her favorite coffee.Diana played along, intrigued by Elisa's sudden change.
Diana and Alex walked back into the office, laughing and chatting, until they were confronted with chaos."What's going on?" Diana asked, eyes wide with surprise.A colleague rushed past them."Elisa's ring is missing. She's frantic."Alex's brow furrowed."Ring? What ring?"Before they could ask more questions, Elisa's wails pierced the air."My ring! My precious ring!"She rushed toward them, tears streaming down her face."Oh, Diana! Alex! It's gone! Mark's gift to me!"I have to call him. He'll be devastated!"Elisa's phone was already in her hand, dialing.Diana's concern softened."Elisa, I'm so sorry. We'll help find it."Elisa's gaze locked onto Alex."You! You were here around lunchtime!"Did you see anything?"Alex's eyes narrowed."Of course, I didn't take your ring."Elisa's voice rose."I'm not accusing you... yet."The tension was palpable.Diana intervened."Let's stay calm. We'll figure this out."Elisa's phone connected."Mark! My ring's gone!"Her voice cracked."I n
Mark's men closed in on Alex, their hands reaching for his pockets."Time to search you, Alex," Mark said, his voice cold.Elisa's eyes gleamed with triumph."Finally, we'll find the proof we need."But just as the search was about to begin, Williams strode into the room."Halt!" he commanded, his authoritative voice echoing off the walls.Mark's men paused, unsure.Williams' gaze swept the room, his expression stern."What's going on here?"Mark stepped forward."We're searching Alex for the stolen ring."Williams' eyes narrowed."On whose authority?"Elisa spoke up."Mine. I'm the victim."Williams turned to her."Elisa, you're not the law. We can't just search someone without evidence."Mark intervened."We have reason to believe Alex is involved."Williams' skepticism was palpable."Reason to believe? That's not enough."Alex spoke up."I didn't take the ring. I swear."Williams' gaze lingered on Alex before returning to Mark."I won't let you railroad an innocent man."Elisa's fa