Ava walked inside the room. She hesitated briefly at the door.Brad has been inside the room for more than two hours now. The room was dedicated to Andrei, and some of his pictures were placed at an invisible altar.Brad sat in front of the altar, looking right at the pictures.“Brad,” Ava called softly. “I know what you are doing but I still think you need to sleep.”“I haven't seen my father for so long. He looks so much older.”Ava looked at one of Andrei's pictures. “But he's definitely a handsome man. The last time I spoke to him, he was so concerned about you. He couldn't wait for you to come back home.”Brad sighed and looked away. “I miss him.”Ava sighed. “Are you really going to listen to your mother and step down as the president of P-Bold? Who will take over P-Bold them?”Brad didn't answer immediately.“I mean she's merely worried about you. I am as well. Your father was killed. Everyone is worried something bad might happen to you as well.”“Well, Fernandez wouldn't hav
“It's definitely Vincenzo! I said it! He’s probably here in Italy. What are we going to do?” Brad thought for a moment. His mind was suddenly clouded. “Boss. You have just one hour,” Ava revealed. Brad released a sigh. “Give me just five minutes. I will get back to you,” he assured and the line went off. Brad thought for another moment. He couldn't really decide. If Vincenzo really wanted to see his face, wasn't he in Italy then? His phone rang almost immediately. It was Maxwell. He picked it up. “Hello, Maxwell.” “Yes, boss. Vincenzo is still in New York. So, I think he merely sent his men to Italy,” he explained. Brad smiled softly. “Good. How many of your men came to Italy?” There was a long pause. “We are a total of fifty. Is there any emergency? Is everything fine?” “Not really. I need you to send your men to the location I will send to you. In fact, I will tell you when they are supposed to arrive there.” “Alright boss. I will be waiting,” Maxwell assured and the line
Nick pulled into a new street. “We are almost there,” he announced suddenly. Brad nodded once. “Let's switch then.” Nick nodded once. “Alright boss,” he responded and soon pulled to a stop. Brad and Nick got out of the car and switched. In the next few minutes, Brad was driving towards the location and listening to the GPS location direction. “Maxwell will soon be here, we only need to hold on until he reaches,” Brad assured. Nick nodded once. “I will do anything to protect the boss.” Brad smiled softly but didn't say anything further. ‘We have arrived at the location,’ a machine-like voice said suddenly. Brad pulled to a stop and regarded the uncompleted building in front of him for a moment before he got down. Nick was already out of the car and also giving the building a deep scrutiny. Nick moved to Brad. “We don't need to call them, right? And they won't be calling?” Brad looked at him. “They are obviously looking at us like this. Let's just enter.” Nick made a nod of
“It's definitely Vincenzo! I said it! He’s probably here in Italy. What are we going to do?” Brad thought for a moment. His mind was suddenly clouded. “Boss. You have just one hour,” Ava revealed. Brad released a sigh. “Give me just five minutes. I will get back to you,” he assured and the line went off. Brad thought for another moment. He couldn't really decide. If Vincenzo really wanted to see his face, wasn't he in Italy then? His phone rang almost immediately. It was Maxwell. He picked it up. “Hello, Maxwell.” “Yes, boss. Vincenzo is still in New York. So, I think he merely sent his men to Italy,” he explained. Brad smiled softly. “Good. How many of your men came to Italy?” There was a long pause. “We are a total of fifty. Is there any emergency? Is everything fine?” “Not really. I need you to send your men to the location I will send to you. In fact, I will tell you when they are supposed to arrive there.” “Alright boss. I will be waiting,” Maxwell assured and the line
Brad was on the plane to Russia in the next three hours. He relaxed back into his seat and closed his eyes. Just as Nick sat in front of him, he looked at him. “When we get to Russia, I want you to reach out to any of our doctors there. I want to be sure that the five patients are being taken care of with utmost urgency.” Nick bowed slightly. “Yes, boss. By the way, are you going to the family house directly?” Brad shook his head briefly. “Lodge me into a hotel. I will spend the night there and go to the family house in the morning.” “Alright, boss.” Brad nodded once and closed his eyes. . Nick tapped Brad slightly and he opened his eyes. “We are here,” Nick announced. “We've arrived.” Brad released a sigh and got up. It was too stressful for him and he might call it a night earlier. “What about Maxwell and the rest?” “He and the others are already here. They came earlier,” he supplied. Brad nodded once and got out of the plane. A car was already waiting for them. The dri
The receptionist looked at the security guards. “What are you still waiting for? Bundle him out!” She yelled out the order. She was brimming with anger. She wouldn't let Brad spoil business for her. She has always given priority to high people, people who were always giving her money whenever they came around. If Brad upset them and they leave, they might not come back and she wouldn't be able to collect from them again. That would be a loss to her. “Don't you dare touch him!” A voice said suddenly, in a thick voice. The intensity in the voice forced the security guards to a sudden stop. Nick stepped forward, with the driver beside him. The receptionist looked at them with a raised brow. She looked at Nick for a moment, before her eyes moved to the driver. She actually recognized the driver. All the president drivers were always checked at all the companies after employing them so that they could be recognized whenever they were sent to the companies. “How dare you want to touch
“I want to see the manager in charge here,” Brad muttered as he entered the elevator. “But I thought you wanted to rest.” Brad hesitated briefly. “Tell him I want to see him in the next one hour or he will be fired as well,” he finished and stepped out. Nick bowed slightly and waited for the door to close. Brad unlocked the door and walked inside the exquisite room. Well decorated was an understatement. The room was richly tailored to his taste. It was as if they took his taste into consideration. The room was spacious and could fit for a house party. Brad collapsed on a sofa, feeling very tired. He was supposed to take a shower, eat, and sleep but then he had already promised to see Sophia. Besides, he could use the opportunity to eat. Brad got up and entered the bathroom for a shower. He spent a longer time than he had decided. He has to think of something. In less than four months, he would graduate and would eventually have to monitor B-POLD and all his other companies f
Brad grabbed his phone and stepped out of the suite.He entered the elevator and went to the second floor, where room 215 was. He knocked on the door slightly but no answer came.Maybe she wasn't in.“Brad!” A familiar voice called suddenly, from behind as Brad was about to knock again.Brad turned towards Sophia, a smile on his face. “I was knocking. I thought you would be in. Where did you go?”Sophia smiled and moved closer. “I waited for you and when you didn't show up, I went back to the lobby to look for you. No one could tell me where you are. I even thought you’d left.”“Oh,” Brad’s finger unconsciously ranks through his hair. “I had to deal with some things before I stepped outside. Do they have a lounge here or a restaurant where we can eat while we talk?”Sophia nodded once. “Yes, they do. In fact, I ate there last night.”“Good,” Brad smiled softly. “Let's go there then.”Sophia nodded once and turned towards the elevator. “I'm sorry I didn't tell you when I was leaving N