AT RAD'S MANSION“RAD…. We meet again,”“I guess I have used that line before, right?” Brandon uttered laughing. “Ohh Estrellia, you pulled this one off, you brought RAD to me and not only that, you brought a thief I caught that escaped form the police,” Brandon laughed. “How are you, Hailey?” he peered. “How are you?” he asked laughing at her. “Better than you’ve ever been,” Hailey snapped. “This is what I’ll do to you, the last time I made an attempt to arrest you, Hailey you ran away but today it’ll be different, I’ll take you to him myself,” Brandon arced. “Not if he’s busy settling the uproar on the internet,” Hailey responded bluntly. “What do you mean?” Brandon asked. “I tried telling you,” Esmeralda replied slightly. “Tell me what?” Brandon asked surprisingly. “There’s a tape going on now and it says your wife Kimberly killed someone, some Julian and it was covered up because she was the president’s daughter,” Esmeralda replied. “Did you do that?” Brandon as

"Brandon has the cover guy and Hailey too; did you guys get the file she spoke about, the one containing the secrets she claimed were worth our protection?" RAD asked his men. He was able to get to their hideout in Manila without getting caught. "No, boss, it seems she was lying or hiding something else; she wanted to be sure we'd protect her.""So I think we should wait to see whose side she’ll take, but I know she’ll wait for us to come for her.""How sure are you?""Hailey is sneaky sly. She’s one of the reasons what I planned on achieving after killing the president didn’t work out; she switched sides at the last minute," RAD said, smoking his blunt. "Is that man in the car still alive? I think we might still need him alive. Get someone to tear his wound."They helped Fredrick out of the car. He has passed out, but he is still alive. "Save his life, okay?" RAD arced laughing. "Get me another phone, take care of this one, transfer all the valuable files to the right plac

AT JORDAN'S VER-DONA'S VILLA"Is that another threat, Brandon?" Jordan Ver-Dona asked furiously. His men got the van ready, and they cuffed Hailey. They dragged her along with them in the car. "You are coming with me to the station, Brandon; if you don't go with ease, I’ll drag you there myself," Jordan said vicariously. He pulled out his gun and pointed at Brandon. "Ah ah ha ha, you amaze me, you’re not only stubborn, you’re also shortsighted. I hope you see clearly today.""Visiting the police station was not one of my plans today, but you’re like my father in-law now, and I wouldn’t want to disrespect you so. I’ll go with you," Brandon replied. "But boss, are you really going there?" We can’t trust these guys," Madrigal whispered in his ear."I drive my car; you don’t expect me to take that; I'm no criminal anyway," Brandon laughed. He got in the car with Madrigal and asked him to drive. Jordan Ver-Dona stopped them from leaving. He insisted on riding with Brandon and Ma

"Uhhh, I don’t know; maybe he sat on the wrong table. Have your seat, beautiful?" Torillio replied, drawing out a chair for her. "I don’t know, but I felt like I knew him from somewhere; it was so clear, just that the person doesn’t use eye patches," Vanessa insisted. She took her seat and ordered another drink. "Can you ever stop vaping, smoking, and the like? It’s bad for your health," Vanesa reacted. "How about you come into my life and help me?" he responded with a broad smile. Toirllio stretched his hands across the table and touched hers. "Pretty woman, what do you want from Torllio? I know it’s beyond condolences," Torillio said, lifting up her hands from the table and kissing them. "Let me guess: you want me to make Brandon pay for kidnapping you or because of your post, the one I gave to Alianna?" Torillio uttered lightly. "It’s complicated; I don’t want blood on my hands; I will just let Brandon go. To be honest, I was disheartened when I knew she was your

AT BRANDON’S MANSION. Brandon called for a meeting with Estrellia and his own team as soon as he alighted from the car. "Where is Marcellus?" he asked Nathalie. "I have been too busy to ask for an update about the company; it’s late; isn’t he back?" he asked concernedly. "He didn’t tell you?" Nathalie asked. "Tell me what?" Brandon retorted. "Marcellus had taken a break earlier from work to go to the hospital. He’s been feeling weak for days and didn’t bother telling anyone," she replied."I will pay him a visit; down to why I called for this meeting, Torillio found my son and Nanny Carlotta; they are not safe any longer," he voiced aptly. Their faces were brimming with disbelief. "That’s nearly impossible; I saw to it that no one knew; it was an inside job," Estrellia responded angrily. "This is not the time to defend anyone’s self, what do we do? Nothing must happen to my son again," Brandon coerced. "Yes, boss, should we kill him? That's the best way," Estrellia