Morning light crept through the blinds, casting a pale glow over Lucas' bedroom. He laid still, his eyes fixed on the ceiling as the weight of the day settled upon him. Today was the day. Today was the day for the hearing. The hearing that would determine the fate of the Grahams—and, by extension, his own fate also.With a quiet resolve, Lucas tossed aside the covers and swung his legs over the side of the bed. His movements were deliberate, a conscious effort to shake off the tension that had been building for days. With no one in the same room with him, Lucas walked to the adjourned bathroom, the soft hum of the heater and the gentle hiss of the shower providing a soothing background noise. As he stood under the warm water, he tried to clear his mind, pushing away the what-ifs and maybes. But they lingered, refusing to be washed away.What if the evidence wasn't enough? What if the judge ruled in favor of the Grahams? They were rich. They could still manipulate the hearing to their

The third day of the trial dawned, casting a somber mood over the city and a joyous mood in someone’s room. Lucas rose early, his routine unchanging, and donned his tailored black suit. The weight of the murder case lingered, his mind still grappling with the intricacies of the evidence. He was happy that they had found Tobias and Emilia guilty in the earlier cases but there was still one last lap to go before he could go through with the last thing he had on his mind. Like the first day of the court case, Lucas went straight to the police station to see Axel. As he entered Axel's office, the familiar scent of old books and freshly brewed coffee enveloped him. Axel, already seated behind his desk, looked up, his eyes locked onto Lucas'."Ready for the last lap?" Axel asked, his voice low and even.Lucas nodded, his expression resolute, but he had one question to ask. Despite him finding the body, he wasn’t involved in the investigation of the homicide, so he had no idea what to expec

Lucas stepped out of the courtroom, feeling an overwhelming sense of relief and vindication wash over him, as the weight of the grueling legal battles finally lifted off his shoulders. The tense conversation with Emilia and Tobias had been a necessary closure, but he'd emerged unwavering, his resolve strengthened by the knowledge that justice had been served. Relief and a deep-seated satisfaction spread through him as he reflected on the outcome of the court cases, every single one of which he had won. Emilia and Tobias would spend a lot of years behind bars even though it wasn’t their whole lives, but he would be ready for them when they got out. He would put an end to their misery at once after they had suffered in prison. He would deliver the final blow, a fitting punishment for their heinous crimes and the unbearable pain they had inflicted upon him.Lucas' thoughts turned bitter as memories of the past resurfaced, reminding him of the countless times Emilia and Tobias had callou

Lucas stood before the entrance, took a deep breath, and stepped inside. As Lucas entered the law firm, he was surprised by the ordinary atmosphere that greeted him. He had expected whispers, stares, and judgmental glances, but instead, everyone seemed oblivious to his presence. The receptionist smiled warmly, directing him to the elevator."Mr. Graham, please go up to the third floor. Mr. James's office is the last door on the right.”Lucas nodded, still wary, but the normalcy of the situation began to ease his tension. Not that it was normal given his circumstances, but it was far better than being pointed at and murmured at.He stepped into the elevator, the doors closing with a soft whoosh before his ascend began. Finally, on the third floor, he walked down the corridor, the plush carpet muffling his footsteps. The door to Mr. James' office was open, and Lucas entered, his eyes adjusting to the warm, wood-paneled space.James Madison, an elderly man with silver hair and wire-rimme

Following the press conference, Lucas parted ways with Mr. James and headed back to the Graham mansion. A mansion that was now rightfully his. As he stepped into the grand living room, the murmurs of the assembled staff ceased, replaced by an expectant silence.In the main living room, the servants stood poised, their eyes fixed on him as he approached. Their hushed conversations had given way to an air of anticipation, punctuated only by the soft creaking of the old mansion. As Lucas entered, their heads bowed in unison, a gesture of respect to their new master. The sudden stillness underscored the weight of his newfound responsibility.Lucas' paused as his eyes widened in astonishment as he surveyed the room, taken aback by the sudden and profound transformation from hostility to submission that seemed to have overtaken the staff. His gaze lingered on the familiar faces of Jack, Henry, and Sam, his former roommates and friends, with whom he had shared laughter-filled moments, althou