Lorenzo Senior's POV

I pace to and fro my living room, wondering how my family had managed to turn into a total mess, wondering how and when the hatred all began. I blamed myself for not being able to maintain the peace in my family.

Yes, I was an old man, rich, wealthy; if there is another word that surpasses those two, that would be the best to describe me, but despite all the money I had, I couldn't buy the peace that's needed to stabilise my family.

I couldn't buy the unity that I ...