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Five more years had gone by, and the boys were getting older. Zane didn't have the stark resemblance to Ralph that Zion had to Aldwin. He had taken some of my looks, so it was easy to say he favoured his mother. I was grateful for that.More years went by, and soon the boys turned eighteen. They were adults, standing on the edge of adulthood with their whole lives ahead of them. Aldwin had decided that their eighteenth birthday would be more than just a celebration – it wouldn't be like the birthday parties they had always had. It would be an announcement. Aldwin felt it was time for the boys to be officially introduced into Imperial Holdings – the Ellison empire. It was something Mrs Ellison had always looked forward to.The Ellison Headquarters had never looked the way it did tonight. The glass tower that stood as a monument to Aldwin's empire was very much alive. String lights wrapped around the marble columns in the lobby, and the massive conference room on the executive floor was

He hesitated for a moment. Whatever it was, I was certain it weighed on his mind. He had been thinking about it for weeks, and he couldn't wait any longer."Who do you think Father will pick?" he asked. "As CEO, I mean. It has to be one of us, eventually."I was taken aback a little, trying to understand why Zion would come up with such a question."Why are you asking me that?""Because I've been thinking about it."Zion glanced across the room, where Zane was standing by the windows, talking to one of the shareholders with a look of polite disinterest."A company only has one CEO. Father can't name both of us."I set my champagne glass down on a passing server's tray, trying to control the wave of emotions that was bubbling inside me. I wondered how he had come up with such thoughts."You and your brother are equals, Zion. You're both heirs. That's what tonight is about.""That's not what I asked," he said firmly."I know," I said, reaching up to straighten his bow tie, the way I alw

"Ignore them," Zane said, concluding that this greed was fueled by his friends. "Don't let them push you into an unnecessary competition. Trust Father's decision if he has to pick a CEO.""I said you should leave my friends out of this," Zion said, then stood up. "You know what? Forget I ever asked. I'll ask Father myself." He walked away angrily.Zane watched his brother as he walked away, wondering what else could be going on in his mind. What else was he up to? But seeing how displeased Zion was, he wondered if he had done the right thing.He had never said no to Zion, and this one seemed important to him.Zane shrugged off the thought.A few minutes later, he decided to look for Zion to see what he was up to. He noticed Zion speaking to Aldwin in a corner, so he stood to observe.Aldwin had an amused expression on his face, while Zion had a look of dissatisfaction. Whatever the outcome was, Zane knew it wasn't to Zion's liking. Zion was still talking while Aldwin watched his son w

"This is it," I said, indicating for Lisa to stop. "We are here.""Here? I don't see your car," Lisa frowned, but parked the car at a corner, leaving the headlights on, which illuminated a twisted tear in the metal guardrail.We stepped out of the car, walking toward the blinking tracker. As we got to the edge of the broken barrier, my fear was made real.I looked down the steep, rocky cliff. My eyes scanned the snapped branches and crushed bushes, and to my bewilderment, a faint, eerie beam of light flickered – my car, the one Zane had been driving, was upside down.My brain shut down completely in seconds, and the only thing I wanted to do was get to my son. I felt cold arms around me, pulling me away, stopping me from what I was about to do. And just then, my senses snapped back."What are you trying to do?" Lisa asked, still clutching me tight. "Do you want to kill yourself?""Let me go. I need to get to Zane," I said, struggling to break free from Lisa's hold, but she was determi

The next few minutes felt like hours.They brought Zane out of the car. They moved him onto a backboard and secured him with straps. Even from the top of the cliff, I could see how still he was – how his arms hung limp at his sides, how his head didn't move when they lifted him.Please be okay, I whispered, praying silently as they carried him out.The paramedics moved fast now that they had him on a flat surface. The woman cut his shirt open with a pair of trauma shears, while the man checked his pulse and shone a penlight into his eyes."Pupils are reactive," the man said. "He's got a pulse, but it's weak."The floodlight was bright enough that I could see everything. And that was when I noticed it.Zane's face was pale. The colour had drained out of him completely. His lips were almost white, and there was a blue tint around his mouth that made my stomach drop."Let's get him on the monitor," the woman said.They moved him onto the stretcher in the back of the ambulance and hooked