Diana's POVRaphael woke me up in the morning with the news about Grandpa sending an email for anurgent meeting. When he left, I was restless, as I went around thinking about how the meeting was going.I didn't have any shares, so I couldn't be in the board meeting. I wished I had; it would havebeen better for me instead of sitting at home waiting for him to come share the news about how the meeting went.I sat down on the bed, thinking of what to do, but there was nothing. I turned on the TV hoping to find a good TV series that would at least help me calm my nerves, but all I kept seeing on every station were news about the truth behind the embezzlement.I almost smashed the TV remote to the ground. I stood up, went to the kitchen to get breakfast, hoping that it would also calm my nerves. Well, yeah, it did calm my nerves, but not for long.Immediately after I finished eating, I continued feeling restless. Just then my phone rang. I picked up my phone—caller ID— Ciara."It's ab
Raphael's POVMarcel's accusation cut through the boardroom like a knife. "You've always played the victim while positioning yourself for power, haven't you?" His words were sharp as he stood over the table, pointing at me.I stayed in my seat, looking calm outside while feeling sick inside. The irony burned—here they all were, fighting over a position I never wanted. I'd walked away from this family years ago, built my own fortune, created my own path. I didn't need Grandpa's money or his title. I had enough of both on my own.But Diana's voice echoed in my head from this morning— "This is our chance," she'd whispered before I left. "You as CEO—it's the perfect way in." Her eyes had gleamed with that familiar fire, the need for revenge against my family that had mocked, though I also felt like she had otherreasons,but i didn't push it. I'd agreed to this plan for her, not for me. Not for any of them.Riley, my mother, was on her feet now, her professional mask cracking as she
Raphael's POVMy morning started off quiet—too quiet. The kind of stillness that usually meant something bad was coming. I reached over to grab my phone from the nightstand, expecting the usual—maybe a message from Diana or a couple emails I could ignore.But then I saw it. “ Urgent Board Meeting – 9—00 AM” sent straight from Grandpa Lorenzo. No greeting, no context. Just a cold, sharp subject line that made my chest tighten.He doesn’t send emails unless it’s serious. I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my face, the kind of tired that couldn’t be fixed with more rest. My thoughts went straight to the news from last night. Something had blown up. And now he wanted us all in one room.I glanced at Diana still asleep beside me, her hair sprawled across the pillow. I hated waking her, but I leaned over and touched her arm gently. “ Hey … Di. Wake up,” I whispered. Her eyes fluttered open. “What’s wrong?” she mumbled.I held up the phone. “ Board meeting. Nine a.m. Grandpa called it hi
Lorenzo senior's POV"What are you sure about what you just said?" I asked "Yes sir I am very sure.""Then what are you waiting for, turn on the damn TV, let me see what's going on." I yelled."A moment sir." He moved around his body fidgeting. He was a little bit scared due to the fact I had yelled at him but you wouldn't blame me it isn't my fault I was frustrated.He walked over to the TV screen turning the it on and putting it on the exact station then he left, standing behind me.He was right, lo and behold they were on the news and the headlines was very catchy.Something like the 'the real culprits behind lorenzo dynasty embezzlement' I didn't need a soothsayer to rell me that this was solely my daughter inlaw's doing. I ws sure of it.The most surprising part of it all is the fact that my firmer lawyer was the one she placed all the blame, I remembered him the moment his ñame appeared on screen.A very intelligent man, who was more like my right hand man until I found out he w
Lorenzo Senior's POVI pace to and fro my living room, wondering how my family had managed to turn into a total mess, wondering how and when the hatred all began. I blamed myself for not being able to maintain the peace in my family.Yes, I was an old man, rich, wealthy; if there is another word that surpasses those two, thatwould be the best to describe me, but despite all the money I had, I couldn't buy the peace that's needed to stabilise my family.I couldn't buy the unity that I had yearned for, it wasn't like this in the time of my grandfather, my grandfather had two s,ons my father and my uncle, they lived peacefully, my father was theyounger one but due to the fact my uncle never had a passion for the family business, he went into a line that was more passionate for him and his kids took the same path he did.So when my dad died, everything he owned automatically became mine; I was his only child, so I didn't have anyone dragging managing rights with me, but then I gave birt
Serena's POVI heaved a deep sigh of relief when I realized that it was all just a dream. "Are you alright?" Marcel asked, placing his hands on my forehead."I am fine," I replied. "You stayed longer.""Yeah about that," he paused, scratching his head. "Mom asked me to do some final interviews before coming here.""Oh, I see," I said, turning my face in another direction. "Come on Serena, I am sorry.""It's fine. Please let's just leave this godforsaken place, I don't want to be seen here anymore," I said."Come on out," he said, extending his hands to me. He pulled me out of my car and led me to his, and then we drove off.On our way back to the dynasty, I felt sleepy but I couldn't sleep because of the fear of having to go into such nightmares. It was terrible seeing myself being treated as a slave, a maid by theLorenzos and most annoyingly by Diana herself.She wasn't just a pain in the ass in the physical but also my dream. Throughout the driveway, I was so restless. Marcel kept