Mark wanted to argue, and wanted to tell his Grandfather that he could not expose himself right now.But the sadness in those old eyes, the guilt for a crime they had never committed and the regret of not being able to do something that they wanted very badly, stopped him.He nodded and walked out of the library, thinking it was not the right time to say or do anything.After all, there were still four days left until the weekend, so he would wait for the opportunity to convince his grandfather; having decided this, he stepped towards his room. Immersed in his thoughts, he climbed up the flight of stairs that led to his room. But he paused for a second before entering the room, his hand frozen at the handle of the door.He was standing in front of this door after so many years, that this duration had almost convinced him that he wouldn't be able to enter this room, ever again.As after so many years, he was still standing at the same spot he had started walking from. It was making hi

Connor was in his car, parked under Cassie's apartment, waiting anxiously for any updates. Andrew had promised him that if he agreed to increase the investment, not only would he convince Cassie to marry him, but he would also bring her along for dinner tonight.And because of that, he had also agreed to bring her to the approaching party at the Rover mansion as his partner. After all, the Rovers really preferred to deal with family businesses.He would have been successful in getting an investment or signing some collaborative projects with them much earlier than this; if only the Rovers were not this private.But finally, they had decided to show their faces to the rest of the world and had invited everyone from the business community in the North as well, otherwise they had never bothered about them anyway.And this was his cue to make the most of this opportunity; by not just showing up to the party, but also by acting like the most deserving candidate and dazzling them with his

The past and the memories of said past, is something that we can never change, nor do we have the power to erase them.They just become an inseparable part of our lives, and we have to live with that fact that we can't alter that reality of ours.The same lines could be said, regarding the story of Marcus Rover! The second son of the Rover family had always been a fun- loving and sporty boy, who was free from every tension in his life thanks to the way everyone in his family doted on him from his very first breath. Born with a silver spoon in his mouth and gold bowl in his hand, the infant Marcus was swung in the diamond crested cradle.He was good at every activity he picked up, even at random- and besides hailing from a background that set him apart from ninety- nine percent of the people around him. And because he was one of those people who required the bare minimum effort to excel at everything, Marcus Rover was the object of everyone's envy in Lancaster, where he had grown up

Unable to believe his ears, Marcus acted on impulse and stepped into the room before he could think about the consequences of barging into a conversation that seemed to be highly confidential.As soon as he sensed a movement near the door, Maxwell's eyes snapped up at his face,"Marcus…?""Grandpa, what-"Before he could say anything, Maxwell Rover turned to the man in front of him."I think you should leave now, and please keep my words in mind."With a silent nod, the man in the black trench coat got up and collected the files he had brought along. Packing up everything in his briefcase, he stood up.As he went past Marcus, the man's gaze shifted to the side and he quickened his pace.This was enough to prompt Marcus;"Grandpa, are you serious?You know that Matt's accident wasn't an accident at all, and yet, you were going to keep this news, not only from the world, but from his own family?!Why! Do we not deserve to know the truth?"Marcus' anger had finally erupted, and he no lon

Seeing the number plate of the car downstairs, anger surged inside Mark's body as he was frozen for a moment, unable to decide what to do next.He really wanted to tell Cassie about who he was and about his family who were waiting eagerly for her back home; if not for the unexpected arrival of this Rolls-Royce.But before he could think of his next step or approach the car, the person inside had started the engine and turned towards the exit gate.The car had tinted screens, which made it difficult for Mark to determine whether or not the person behind the wheel was someone who had decided to leave because they recognized him. But still, he just couldn't let this lead slip out of his hands.So for now, he had to make a tough decision as the car drove away in front of him; should he chase after it? But he was worried about Cassie as it was already so late, and he wanted to check in on her before leaving for the night.Moreover, it was somewhat likely that someone in the car had recogni