THE FORMIDABLE LUTHAN KING IS BACK

Three years ago, Luthan King had returned home from prison, hoping to be received warmly by his family, especially his younger brother, Arthur, whom he had gone to jail for. Yet, he was met with harsh gazes and cruelty. “Luthan?” Camille, his wife, who was now heavily pregnant with his brother's child, exclaimed, face white as a sheet. “What are you doing here?” Luthan's eyes remained fixed on her protruding stomach, eyes widening in shock. “You're pregnant?” he exclaimed, raising his voice in exclamation. Camille staggered back in shock, unable to meet his eyes. “Honey who was…” Arthur, his younger brother, paused by the stairs, shocked to see Luthan in the mansion. “Aren't you supposed to be in prison?” Luthan was at a loss for words, overwhelmed with emotion. Seven years in prison and he had returned to a pregnant wife and a brother who seemed irritated by his presence. “You haven't answered my question, Luthan. What is an ex-convict doing in the prestigious Kings mansion?” Arthur demanded with hardened eyes. Luthan was about to say something when his parents emerged from the kitchen. At first, it was a shock, but their gazes soon turned malicious. “Did you escape from prison?” Were his father's first words to him. “Is it not bad enough that you are a r****t and a murderer and now, break out of prison as well?” The words cut deeply through Luthan's heart. It was as though they had forgotten that he had taken the blame for Arthur’s crimes. “Dad…” “Don't you dare associate yourself with this family! The Kings will have nothing to do with a murderer and an ex-convict. I advise you to leave now and never set foot back here!” Anthony Kings, his father spat cruelly. There was no form of remorse or pity in their eyes. “Why do you treat me with so much contempt? After all I have gone through, I expected that my family would welcome me with open arms, but here you are, throwing such harsh words at me!” Luthan's voice cracked. “Oh please! Don't try to play the pity card here. You have brought enough shame and disgrace to this family! We do not need you!” His mother, Regina Kongs cut in. Luthan looked at her in shock, trying to decipher if this was the same woman who fell on her knees begging him to save his younger brother from prison time. His gaze shifted to his once lovely wife, who now lowered her head in guilt and shame. “Camille… how could you do this to me? Seven years and you are already pregnant?” He asked but Arthur grabbed her protectively. “Pregnant for me! So what? You abandoned a beautiful woman for jail and you expected her to wait thirty years for you? How selfish can you be?” Arthur spat. Luthan looked at him in disbelief. “Selfish?” He repeated. “Have you forgotten I went to prison for you?!” Arthur's eyes softened momentarily with guilt but when he glanced at his parents, his eyes hardened again. “It was your hero complex that pushed you to take the fall,” Arthur cut in, mercilessly. “I never asked for your help!” Luthan went weak to the bones. How ungrateful could they be?! All the pains, beatings, and humiliation he endured in his prison in an attempt to please this bunch of ingrates had all been in vain. “You should leave, Luthan. You are no longer welcome here,” Camille finally spoke. “I have moved on with my life. As you can see, we are all happy. Don't make things worse please.” “Worse?” Luthan stepped forward. She trampled on his love without looking back and she was talking about love? Arthur shoved him back roughly. “You heard her, get out of here!” “Where am I supposed to go?” Luthan fired back. “This is my property!” “Was!” Arthur growled and Luthan staggered back. “What do you mean?” “Exactly what you think, brother. You have nothing in your name anymore. Everything has been transferred to Camille and me, which is why I will advise you to quietly get off my properties or risk getting thrown out,” Arthur barked. Luthan's head spun. His empire. Everything he'd toiled day and night for. His multi-million dollar company was now under Arthur. To the best of his knowledge, Arthur was not business-inclined and only knew how to spend money. It was only going to be a matter of time before he ran the company to bankruptcy if it wasn't already. No wonder he saw so many cars outside. Even the house is packed with unnecessary furniture. How could his lawyer agree to this without his consent? Luthan didn't even get the chance to express his anger when the guards were called in. “Through this man outside and make sure he never shows face in here, got it?” His father instructed. “You can't do this to me. This is my sweat we're talking about. You have to give me back my company. Keep everything else but please release my company,” Luthan pleaded as the guards grabbed him. “And why would I do that?” Arthur smirked at him. “You want me to hand over my source of income to you? You must take me for a fool!” “It is not yours!” Luthan yelled, struggling to fight the guards but they simply dragged him out of the mansion and tossed him outside. A devastated Luthan had waited outside the gates, day and night, pleading with them to let him in and return his properties, but instead, Arthur had the guards beat him and throw him across the other side of the street. The people didn't treat him any better as everyone viewed him as a murderer and r****t. Luthan decided to pay his lawyer, Barry Cage a visit. He needed explanations on how his family got hold of his properties without his consent. However, Barry refused to see him for three days, straight. Luthan didn't give up. He remained outside the company for three nights until he was able to block Barry's car. On spotting him, Luthan quickly grabbed on the door handle and forced himself into the car. Barry was visibly frightened, from the murderous look in Luthan's eyes to his shabby appearance. “I have just one question for you, Barry,” Luthan started, ignoring his hurting throat. He hasn't eaten or drank anything in days. “How did my brother get hold of my properties? Barry's face turned white.