... FIVE YEARS LATER…

OSWALD Dino Escobar stood by the French window in the semi-dark room, gazing out over the quiet surroundings. In one hand, he held a glass tumbler, slowly sipping his wine as his mind drifted.

For five long years, he had been away from home, away from family, away from his parents, away from the world of business, away from anything and anyone that could distract him or stop him from mourning his Sophia. Five solid years of self-imposed exile.

How the companies were faring, he neither knew nor cared to know. The state of his parents’ well-being wasn’t even in the last lines of his concerns....