His eyes strides through the files placed on the president's desk. His hands searched through the shelf in search of something. His tenses look could tell he was curious over something.

He was cautious of the time just so as not to be caught by the president of visita company who was his father. This young man brought out his phone and took footages of some facts he found around the study room.

At last, he found what he was looking for and was about to take out the file from where it was hidden but then the president strides in.

"Louis?"

"Father?" He responded faking a smile and hasten his feet at him while pretending to arrange the scattered files.

"I must have kept you waiting" the president beckoned walking to take a seat while Louis followed him suit. His eyes glanced at where he abandoned the file and then at his father.

"It's okay dad" he responded calmly. One would guess it was only his father who he spoke with formally.

"Have you looked at the company's ledger?" His father began motioning to Louis to get him a wine which was in a drawer.

A nod was the old man's reply as Louis had his eyes fixed on a bettle which beep red underneath the desk.

"Get ready, I'm about to make the announcement" the old man furthered and then coughed into the napkin he had on his hand.

If Louis wasn't mistaken, his father had coughed out blood and quickly hid it away from his sight.

"Father, you need to take care of your health"

"Louis, forget about my health,I just need an heir" he confessed and Louis swallowed hard as his palms became sweaty.

"I promise to keep your legacy alive father..."

His father's scoff made him stop his speech half way.

"I hope so, recently discovered you do drugs Louis, you have to come clean... I'm giving a drug addict my company to run" the president mused and Louis licked his lower lip.

"I'm clean father, who else can run your company if not me? Everyone knows that I'm your next successor"

"Rumors could be fake Louis" his father cuts in beckoning on him to pour the wine in a glass cup. Louis clench his hand on the neck of the bottle and suddenly scoffed.

"Where you just using me to put Damian on the seat?"

There was silence from his father and that silence could prove that Louis might be right. He scoffed in disbelief and rolled his eyes at the beetle which beeped.

"I worked hard to win you over and this is what I get in return?" He beckoned and his father chuckled loudly.

"If I don't get that company, then we would both die!!" Louis roared and immediately, the study room exploded!

***

"Sir Louis"

"Sir Louis..."

Voices echoed in his ears and he jerked up from where he sat. He gasped for air and then sighed.

It was yet another nightmare about his father and the company. Soon, his father was going to announce who was going to succeed him and he doubted if he was going to be the chosen.

Lately, he have been having nightmares of dying along with his father who had refutes his right which was to become the successor of the company.

His eyes rolled out the two men who leaned their faces to him. They were terrified over how their boss wasn't responding and would have called out to the emergency unit.

"Leave" he ordered and then sneezed. The two men gave a bow and scampered out. Louis hit his chest had, he was running out of breath and needed his inhaler which he administered to himself.

He exhaled softly and then rested his head on the chair.

Immediately, he was done doing that, his secretary put a call through him that the doctor had turned up for his check up.

Louis had sadness in his eyes, his heart palpitates as he heard the word 'check up'.

"No, I don't want to see anyone" he snapped, and disconnected. This young man glanced at his arm which had a dark spot around his ankle.

His hand reached for his diary and then he hastily wrote.

"Dear mother" those hands were shaking as he struggled to jot down a word but then pen slip off from his hold. Louis snickered with tears brewing up in his eyes.

"I'm dying mother, it scary" he mused then chuckled wickedly.

"Perhaps, I'm paying for my sins...look what he made me become, a demon mother" he reported and then closed the diary while shutting his eyes and laughing hysterically that one would wonder if he was a Lunatic.

His body shook, and his eyes dimmed at the jotter before him.

"I'm trying my best to stay clean from drugs! Why do I still had limited days to live?" He argued thudding his hand on the desk.

Who would have thought that the dreadful CEO was suffering from an illness and had only a year to live. Possibly, those who are against him, would be excited that such a man would be kissing the earth goodbye very soon. He was suffering from a chronic cancer.

"I will kill him if the company doesn't belong to me" he confessed glaring at the desk and breathing hard.

All he was concerned about was succeeding after the man who made him a monster which was his father. He was never going to forget the memories that got him trapped with his father.

He didn't care if he murders his father just to be crown the successor. His household was more like a political embargo as everyone desired to wear the noble crown.

He had his intentions of becoming a CEO after his father ever since he was a child, and had done everything possible to be on his good page and winning the tyrant's heart.

His illness was only known to him as he didn't want family members to be involved or else might take advantage of it, for instance, his step mother and brother.

"I need to get that file" he muttered to himself but then his phone beep again, it was his secretary who was delivering the message that the president needed him at the conference room.

Her call interrupted his thoughts and he growled while standing up to attend to his father.