The storm raged outside the Lancaster Estate like a warning from the heavens.
Inside, the mansion stood cold and hollow, stripped of its former glory by secrets too heavy to be buried. The chandeliers no longer sparkled with warmth, and the air reeked of something more potent than money—desperation.
On the top floor, guarded by silent security and whispered fears, lay Malcolm Lancaster—an empire builder, a womanizer, a man whose sins were as deep as his wealth. His breaths were slow. Labored. Final.
Around him, the vultures circled.
Two illegitimate sons—Pierre and Luciano—stood ready to battle for what they believed was rightfully theirs. Raised in different corners of the world, shaped by their mothers' bitterness and ambition, they returned to Milan not as family—but as enemies in suits.
And then… there was Augustus.
The quiet boy in the shadows. The forgotten one.
The only legitimate son of Malcolm Lancaster—yet treated no better than a servant within his own bloodline. He swept floors, fed animals, and obeyed orders without question... until he found the file.
A name.
A lie.
A legacy buried under silence.
Now, the Lancaster Empire is a battlefield. The brothers will fight. The mothers will scheme. And blood—not just by name, but by betrayal—will determine who rises.
Only one truth remains:
Power isn't inherited. It's taken.
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