Bryan's words echoed in the tense silence that enveloped the room, his voice firm and resolute as he laid out his plan of action. The weight of his words hung heavily in the air, a palpable shift in the dynamics of the meeting."I think it's time we informed our shareholders and alerted the authorities to do their jobs. They will no doubt invite you both for questioning soon," Bryan declared, his gaze flickering from the CEO to Mrs. Jerrie.A sense of urgency colored Bryan's tone, his unwavering determination setting the wheels of justice in motion. The gravity of the situation settled over the room, a storm brewing on the horizon as the repercussions of his words reverberated through the stunned participants. Mrs. Jerrie's expression remained unreadable, her eyes locked on Bryan, absorbing his words with a steely resolve that mirrored his own. The stage was set for a showdown, and the impending confrontations loomed ominously on the horizonBryan's voice softened slightly as he turne
Betty couldn't believe Bryan's nonchalant attitude in the face of their pressing concerns. She was taken aback by his lack of seriousness, especially considering the gravity of the situation they were about to face. "Don't tell me you're going to be so casual about this," she questioned, a hint of disbelief in her voice. Bryan's response was a casual chuckle, which only added to Betty's frustration and concern. It was clear they had different approaches to handling challenges, and Betty couldn't help but worry about the potential consequences of Bryan's carefree demeanor.“I am a perfect man, I should focus just on work. You also need my attention, as long as I don't slack off you don't have the right to complain” He dragged her closer and wrapped his hands around her, taking his lips slowly to hers..Betty's eyes lingered on Bryan's face, searching for any sign of insincerity. But all she saw was his charming smile and his piercing gaze, drawing her in. She felt her resolve weakening
Betty’s voice cut through the room with its unwavering confidence, her words a declaration of ownership over Bryan. "Remember none of you can take Bryan for me, he's mine and mine forever. Get it," she stated bluntly, her tone dismissive and firm. Bryan couldn’t help but smile at her unwavering conviction, impressed by the strength of her claim.Hannah, however, found amusement in Betty's certainty and couldn’t resist teasing her a bit. With a chuckle, she gazed at Betty incredulously before speaking sarcastically, "That's intriguing, the confidence is for me right?" Her playful tone hinted at the playful banter between the two friends, adding a touch of humor to the conversation. The air was thick with friendly competition as the playful exchange continued.Bryan's words hung in the air like a plea for peace, his attempt to diffuse the tension evident in his tone. "Can we not talk about this. Fighting wouldn't be good," he implored, hoping to avoid any conflict.Hannah's expression t
Bryan's brows furrowed as Hannah's soft chuckle in response to his question sent a chill down his spine. His voice was firm as he pressed her to elaborate on her alarming revelation."I'm sorry, Bryan," Hannah began, her voice tinged with regret. "I have to tell you the truth. Recently, I've been growing closer to you because Lisa was blackmailing me. She threatened to expose my secret crush on you to Mr. Wesley if I didn't comply with her demands." The words spilled out quickly from Hannah's lips, her eyes searching Bryan's face for his reaction.Bryan's expression hardened with anger at the admission, his jaw clenched and his eyes ablaze with intensity. The revelation shook him to the core, his mind racing with a mix of emotions. Hannah's confession had opened a door to a world of deceit and manipulation that he never imagined could exist between them.Bryan's eyes widened in shock at Hannah's confession, his initial disbelief giving way to a simmering anger that darkened his featur
President Asher's chuckle, though barely audible, brought a sense of relief to Bryan, yet it was accompanied by a tinge of sorrow. His trust in Bryan was evident but overshadowed by the mention of Lisa's danger."I knew I could rely on you, Bryan," the President's words carried a weight that didn't escape Bryan's sharp gaze. His mind raced, processing the implications of Lisa's threat, his expression reflecting a deep concern as he braced himself for the challenges ahead."I understand, sir. Lisa's threat will be dealt with, rest assured," Bryan's reassurance held a steadfast resolve, but the weight of the situation lingered on his shoulders. His commitment to handling the situation was unwavering, yet the heaviness in his heart mirrored his worry for both the President and the looming danger that Lisa posed.As the weight of the moment settled, a profound silence enveloped them. The President's heartfelt words about his daughter's happiness and the blessing of their union resonated d
Bryan's mind raced with thoughts of Lisa and her potential schemes. He tried to shake off the feeling of unease, telling himself it was just his imagination running wild. But the seed of doubt had been planted, and he couldn't shake it off. He needed to stay focused and alert, especially when this is all about Lisa..His stomach growled , reminding him he hasn't eaten anything since day break. But he hesitated to call for his meal, unsure if he would have an appetite to eat . .Bryan decided to wait it out, his hunger pangs temporarily forgotten in the face of his growing unease. He needed to gather his thoughts, come up with a plan, and figure out his next move. One thing was certain - he couldn't let his guard down, not for a moment. Lisa was a force to be reckoned with, and he needed to be ready."I think I should eat something" He said to himself, his stomach growling with hunger, and decided to eat from the restaurant himself. Instead of ordering them to bring it down to his offi
Bryan didn't understand what was really going on; perhaps it was some kind of dream or something else entirely. He pinched himself to confirm the reality of the situation.“Bryan, I know this is difficult for you to believe, but my intentions are pure. Trust me,” Sam reassured him, and Bryan could only stare at him, struck by the gravity of the words.In a tense and skeptical tone, Bryan questioned, "I don't know, but why are you really doing this? Lisa's your mother, I am just an ordinary stepbrother, whom you believe has come from nowhere to snatch your position," his disbelief evident in his voice.Sam hesitated for a moment before responding with a sense of resolve, "Because I think it's really time we support each other as a family. I'm tired of being manipulated by my own mother," he explained earnestly. Bryan scoffed at Sam's words, still struggling to grasp the sincerity behind his actions.Bryan's mind was swirling with confusion as he processed Sam's unexpected revelation. "
Bryan was quiet as she watched Alora stare at her brother, tears lacing her eyes like delicate threads of sorrow. Her gaze was fixed on the hospital bed, her mind consumed by worry and fear. Bryan went to sit on the couch, his movements slow and heavy, his eyes filled with concern. The waiting room was dimly lit, the only sound the soft beeping of machines and the murmur of hushed conversations.Not long after, Betty, Grandma Creston, Elena, and Kingsley rushed to the hospital, their footsteps echoing through the hallway like a chorus of worry. They burst into the waiting room, their faces etched with anxiety, their eyes scanning the room for answers.Immediately Bryan saw them, he stood up on his feet, his tall frame towering over the room. His face was a mask of seriousness, his eyes locking onto Grandma Creston's worried face. "What's wrong with Sam?" Grandma Creston asked, her voice trembling like a leaf, her eyes scanning the room for answers.Bryan's voice was low and grave, his