The next morning, Cindy woke with a determination burning in her chest. She had spent the night tossing and turning, her mind plagued by suspicions and doubts. She couldn't shake the feeling that her husband, William, was hiding something from her, something that could shatter the fragile facade of their marriage.She watched William prepare for his day, a facade of innocence masking her true intentions, Cindy felt a surge of resentment bubbling within her. He handed her cash, assuming she would be off for another extravagant shopping spree. Little did he know, his evil wife had other plans."Off to meet your business partners again?" she questioned casually, she’s trying to sound calm.William nodded, his expression unreadable. "Yes, darling. Business as usual," he replied smoothly, the practiced ease of his lies sending a shiver down Cindy's spine.Cindy bid her husband farewell, her mind already racing with plans of her own. She waited until he was safely out of sight before slippi

After a successful day for William, he entered their home, the pungent scent of alcohol hit him like a wave, his senses instantly alerting him to the fact that something was amiss. He followed the trail of the scent to the mini-bar, where he found his wife slumped over, a half-empty bottle of whiskey clutched in her hand."Where did you go, William?" Cindy slurred, her words thick with intoxication.William hesitated, unsure of how to respond. He knew that telling Cindy the truth about his meeting with the private investigator would only lead to more questions and arguments. And right now, he didn't have the patience for either."I had some business to attend to," he replied evasively, his tone guarded.Cindy's eyes narrowed in suspicion as she struggled to focus on him. "Business, huh? Again? Don’t you have another excuse, huh?" she scoffed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Or were you out gallivanting with some other woman?"He felt a surge of irritation rise within him at Cindy's

He paced the floor of his office, his mind consumed by a tumult of endless guilt. His failures as a father pressed down upon him, crushing his spirit beneath their heavy burden."If only I had been a better father," He muttered to himself, his voice thick with emotion. "If only I had been there for them when they needed me the most."He couldn't shake the feeling of regret that gnawed at him from within, the knowledge that his children had suffered because of his shortcomings as a parent weighing heavily on his conscience. He had been so focused on building his empire, on amassing wealth and success, that he had neglected the most important thing of all - his children, his flesh and blood."I'm a failure," William whispered, his voice choking with tears. "I'm a billionaire, but my money can't fix what I've done. It can't ease their pain, can't erase the scars of their suffering."Each word he spoke felt like a dagger to his heart, a painful reminder of the irreparable damage he had ca

After the lunch break, Nick and William returned to the office, the hum of the air conditioning filling the room as they settled back into his workstations. His mind, however, was elsewhere, his thoughts consumed by the image of Lucas Davis, a man he had never met but whose face on the television screen had ignited a strange sense of irritation within him."He looks like a bad guy. A bad guy from the movies. Something like that," He muttered to himself, his brow furrowed in thought. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was something off about Lucas Davis, something that didn't sit right with him, even though he couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was.Or maybe, he was just being judgmental? But he was too old for judging others. He’s not a teenager anymore. He’s not a boy. Shaking his head, William tried to refocus on his work. "Forget about him, William. Oh man, what are you thinking?" he told himself. "He's just a stranger. Our paths aren't going to cross anyway."But try as he m

He felt tired suddenly and he’s very worn out. "Mom, I'm exhausted now. I'm sorry, but I can't stay up too late. I still have work tomorrow," he explained, feeling the weight of the day's events.His mother nodded, her expression serious. "Alright. But you can't take back your words anymore, William. You have to keep your promise, okay?" Her tone was firm, indicating that she expected him to follow through with his decision.William knew his mother well enough to realize that she would not easily forget what he had said. He gave her a reassuring smile, silently promising to honor his word.Turning to his wife, he said, "Cindy, I'm very tired now. Can you entertain my mother for me? I will go to bed now." He hoped that Cindy would understand his need for rest and take care of his mother in his absence.Alright, you should rest. I'll entertain Auntie for a while," she replied, offering him a small smile before turning her attention to his mother.He made his way to the bedroom, he could