CHAPTER FOURTEEN THE ULTIMATUM

Luke sat behind his desk, engrossed in the day's business operations, when his phone rang, interrupting his thoughts. Glancing at the caller ID, he saw it was his father calling. Sighing, he answered the call, bracing himself for what would come. "Hello, Dad," Luke greeted, his tone polite but guarded. "Luke, I need you to come to my office immediately," his father's voice came through the line, stern and commanding. Luke frowned, a sense of unease settling in his stomach. His father's tone was not one to be ignored. "Of course, Dad. I'll be there right away." With a heavy heart, Luke ended the call and rose from his desk, his mind racing with apprehension. He knew his father wouldn't call him in for a casual chat - this was serious. At his father's office, Luke was met with an unexpected sight. Sitting across from his father's imposing desk was none other than his uncle, a man Luke had always regarded with trepidation. "What's he doing here?" Luke asked, his voice