Revenge of the Secret Heir

Victoria Kozlov

Victoria glared at Brandon who was standing at the side of the door with his head down like an obedient dog. He’s far from that though.

“What the hell is this, Brandon?” She snarled at him, her eyes sending daggers in his way. Her Russian accent erupted as she spat those words.

Brandon just scratched his head like there was something itchy there, but there was really none. “I just did the most logical thing to-

“Enough!” Victoria shouted, cutting him off before he could even finish his sentence.

Brandon flinched at the sudden rise of his boss’ voice. Victoria was always a composed person, she rarely let anger get to her. Now the he witnessed how she reacted, Brandon knew he’s doomed.

But he couldn’t bear it in his conscience to leave Salvatorre Morelli to die there knowing that he was still alive inside that huge barrel container.

“I can’t just let him die there!” He tried to retort, but he only got a super sharp glare from her.

“And when did you become so sympathetic? Do you kn