The atmosphere in the private lounge of an exclusive Hilburg club was thick with the scent of expensive cigars and aged whiskey. Seated around an opulent mahogany table were John and Harold Francis, facing the men who had come to secure their allegiance... Henry and Edgar Numa. Henry leaned back in his chair, his fingers idly swirling the glass of whiskey in his hand. His sharp, calculating eyes flickered toward Harold. "You told me Lisa agreed to step down" Henry said, his voice smooth yet carrying a dangerous undertone "Yet here we are, days away from the expiration of the Western Steel contract, and she’s still sitting pretty in the CEO’s chair" Harold cleared his throat, shifting uncomfortably "She’s stalling, and I don't know why" he admitted "every time we press her about resigning, she finds an excuse, says she needs more time to transition out of the role, that she wants to ensure a smooth handover" "More time?" Edgar scoffed, his fingers tapping impatiently agains

Smoke hung heavy in the air, the acrid scent of burning wood and chemicals filling Harold Francis’ nostrils as he rushed outside. The screams of terrified maids and butlers echoed through the estate grounds, their silhouettes darting frantically in the dim glow of the blazing fire. “What the hell happened!?” Harold bellowed, his heart pounding in his chest. Jenna, one of the senior maids, ran toward him, her face pale with fear “Sir, it was an attack! A black van drove past the gates, and men inside threw firebombs at the house..." "Did you see their faces?" asked Harold "No, they wore masks" replied Jenna. "What about their plates?, did you run their plates?" asked John as he slowly stepped into the scene The Roy. "I don't... I don't know how to..." Jenna stammered. "Argh!" Roy groaned angrily, as he turned to one of their butler's. "DID YOU RUN THE DAMN PLATES?!" he asked, his voice enraged. "No sir,the moment they hit the house, they sped off before we could see

Lisa sat at the large oak desk in her bedroom, flipping through pages of legal documents with a heavy sigh.The past two months had been exhausting... court dates, press conferences, endless paperwork.The case against the Numas was progressing, but slowly, as expected, Henry Numa’s legal team fought tooth and nail, using every trick in the book to delay proceedings, bury evidence, or outright intimidate her into dropping the case.None of it worked...Lisa was scared, of course, but she refused to back down, at least, that’s what she told herself... In truth she just didn't want to let down Lloyd since he believed in her so muchShe rubbed her temples, exhaustion creeping in. Her shoulder ached from the long hours of hunching over legal documents, but she couldn't afford to slow down, the next court date was in two days, and she had to be prepared.She was about to take a break when a loud crash sounded from outside.Lisa jumped in her chair, her heart hammering.What was that?!Ano

Lisa sat curled up on the edge of her bed, knees tucked to her chest, staring blankly at the window. The room was dim, the heavy curtains drawn shut, as if blocking out the rest of the world. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her body felt weak, drained of all the energy she had left.For the past day, she had refused to leave this room.No matter how much Lloyd tried to comfort her, no matter how many times he told her things would be okay, she couldn’t bring herself to believe him.And this hurt her even more, beacuse he'd always been there for her, he'd always helped her, so it almost felt like a betrayal of the man she loved most.Everything seemed to work out when she was with Lloyd, but this time, no matter how much she thought, she couldn't see how he couldn't fix this Everything was falling apart.The Francis family was at the brink of ruin, and even though she had spent her entire life trying to earn their approval, they now saw her as nothing more than a liab

The Past three weeks had been… quietAlmost too quiet.Since Martin Lance’s investment had stabilized Francis Steel, the constant pressure from the Numa family had seemingly subsided. No more financial attacks, No more open threats, Lisa’s lawsuit against the Numas was progressing swiftly, and for the first time in a long while, she could breathe without fear.Lloyd however, knew that they could absolutely not get comfortable.This was a common tactic used by assasins, to not strike when expected and then let the target calm down for a long time, before striking unexpectedly.He knew that there could only be one reason for the peace they seemingly had now The Numa's were planning something.That morning, Lisa stood before the mirror in her bedroom, combing her fingers through her long brown hair. She had been so caught up in work and stress that she hadn’t had a moment to take care of herself.She turned toward Lloyd, who was sitting on the bed, flipping through a thick folder fill