He paused, letting his gaze travel slowly over each of them. “And you… you all showed me exactly who you truly are.”
His voice shook slightly with emotion. “Only one person stood with me. One person, from the beginning to the end, cared for me like a true child. That person is Rose.”
He turned sharply to Frank, David, and Cynthia. “I gave all of you a quality education. I gave you a luxurious life, cars, travel, a company, name it. And yet, the very moment you thought I was dying, you didn’t even wait. You started sharing my properties like I was already in a coffin.”
He stepped closer to Frank. “You, Frank. My company was strong. It was doing great. And what did you do? You sacked the loyal workers who built that company with me. Men and women who sacrificed for years. You threw them out like trash and brought in your useless friends. You threw parties with company funds. You ruined what I spent forty years of my life building. You sold my house and my favorite SUV. You ruined everything I built with my own sweat.”
Frank covered his face in shame.
Chief Williams turned to David. “And you. You had the heart to sell one of my biggest luxury hotels? And one of my most treasured plots of land? You sold them like they were cheap toys. Why? Because you didn’t suffer for a single day to build them. Thank God for the kind of lawyer I have. He bought them both back in secret, just to protect my legacy.”
David dropped to his knees, weeping. “Daddy… please, forgive me… I…”
“David,” Chief Williams continued coldly, “that hotel and that land were meant to be your inheritance. You have already sold them with your own hands. You have the money now. Good. Use it. Go and find yourself a job elsewhere, because you will never step foot inside my company again.”
He turned slowly to Frank. “You too, Frank. The company money you lavished. The house and the car you sold. That was your inheritance. It is gone now. You have nothing left with me. Leave my company. Find your own way, and go look for another job.”
Tears streamed from Frank’s eyes. “Daddy, please…”
Chief Williams raised his hand. “Enough.”
He turned to Cynthia. “You wanted to sell my land, too. The only reason you didn’t succeed was because you didn’t have the documents. From today, you get nothing from me until you earn it. If you want to prove to me that you have changed, do it with your actions, not with your words. Only then will I forgive you and give you part of your inheritance.”
Cynthia fell to her knees, crying uncontrollably.
Chief Williams then turned slowly, his face like stone, to his wife. “And you, Agatha. After everything I did for you. The comfort, the love, the loyalty. You had the audacity to bring a small boy, a stranger, into my house and sleep with him… while I lay pretending on my sickbed.”
Agatha tried to speak. “Darling, please… it wasn’t…”
“I am NOT your darling!” he snapped. “You have twenty-four hours to leave my house. Pack your things and go. I no longer owe you anything.”
Agatha dropped to the floor, wailing. “Please, I beg you, forgive me! Please!”
But Chief Williams turned his back on her and addressed Mr. John. “Call security. Make sure she leaves peacefully, but permanently.”
Then, Chief Williams smiled. He turned and held Rose’s hand, pulling her forward. “Mr. John, this is why I asked you to come today. All of my remaining properties… my estates, my houses, my businesses… everything I have left… now belongs to Rose.”..
