AT THE GLASS HOUSE.Gwendolyn had arrived at the glass house, and Grandma Pilar wouldn’t see her until Andallio got to the glass house. Andallio walked in, and within seconds, they allowed Gwendolyn inside the mansion. Gwendolyn was sad and in tears. "Just say nothing. Can you do that, sister-in-law?" Andalio ordered. "All things wouldn’t get solved unless we worked with her," Naallio encouraged. "It took you almost the whole day to arrive here." "Where were you, Andalio?" Gwendolyn questioned him. "At least I am here; where is Herveaux? All he did was call!" Andallio mumbled. "I am hungry; what did your maids cook?" Andallio asked one of them. "I am not working in the kitchen, sir, but I could make a run for you,’ she said, bowing and leaving. Andalio sank into the chair. He farted shamelessly and smiled. "You all dont' mind right?' he asked mokingly. "I hate everything about you all!" Gwendolyn shouted angrily. "It didn’t have a bad odor; don’t shout; Grandma Pilar
AT THE MANSION.Esmeralda got to Brandon’s house very late. The rain was falling heavily, and she had to be helped indoors with an umbrella. "You should have told me you were coming, I must have made extra preparations, you’re lucky Nanny Carlortta is still around, and that’s because of Junior," Brandon said as he welcomed her in. He hugged her and placed a kiss on her cheek. "I want you to go back to the resort; I will be fine alone here," Esmeralda commanded Sylvester. "Yes, ma’am," he responded. "Yeah, there was a bridge in our communication, and I didn’t hear anything from your reply, " Brandon asked. "That’s true, I guess it’s the rain, isn’t it about the resort? What message did you receive about it?" Esmeralda asked. She pulled off her coat and hung it on the wall. "I am really frustrated," she hussed. Madrigal’s thoughts flashed in her mind, and she waved them off. He would have cooked for her. "I can make you something again if you don’t mind," Brandon reques
AT THE RESORT.“What is between you and Esmeralda?” Madrigal asked Torillio. “We just striked a deal, if you want a chit chat then that would be some other day,” Torillio responded. “Keep to your own side of the deal and I will do mine,” he responded. “Who is the protector? Don’t ignore my question, or is that also until our chitchat?” Madrigal pestered. “How else would I explain young man, you lover is angry won’t you pacify her?” “I understand, until our chitchat, thanks,” Madrigal stretched out his hand for a shake. “No, until the deal is completed, the protector would be revealed, and your boss, would be the first to meet with him.” Torillio responded. “Why?”“I can’t see any other valid reason that the fact that he’s now a member of the five, if there is any other, you and your team would be the first to know, I don’t trust Esmeralda though,” Torillio responded. “Get the car ready!” Torillio commanded as he was about to leave. “Can you drop me off somewhere?
AT THE MANSION. Madrigal got inside Brandon’s mansion. He was surprised to see everyone there. They welcomed him gladly, and he shelled in. "What would you like to take, It’s almost dawn and you're just hungry?" Nanny Carlortta asked Madrigal. "I am fine, ma'am; thank you."Madrigal joined Nathalie and Marcellus at the table. "What’s the update, you all? I feel like I have been out for too long," "Relax, man, and get healed, it’s just a few days," Marcellus responded. "Yes, I know, I don’t know what’s going on," he responded. "Where is boss Brandon?" Madrigal asked. "I haven’t seen him since I arrived," Madrigal added. Nathalie and Marcellus were silent. They had a worried expression on their faces. "He’s indoors," Marcellus utterd and paused. "Olvido was kidnapped and he’s helping them in rescuing him," Marcellus spoke up. "Damn, can I go in to see him?" Madrigal asked intently. "No, I think he has a visitor in there, and it might be personal," Marcellus la
AT BRANDON’S MANSION.Madrigal collected the recorded clip from Estrellia and played it to everyone’s hearing. "Are you sure you couldn’t get the CCTV?" "We got it, sir, and it’s there.""What I said was that it didn’t show what we needed; the man knew better and stood in a blind spot; the audio says a lot," she replied. "Run both simultaneously," Brandon ordered. Madrigal gave them to Marcellus, and he connected it to the projector. They all watched fixedly on the projector as it rolled over the last moment Gwendolyn had before she was killed. Gwendolyn was seen restless in the boutique. She rescued Olvido after receiving a call and pulling off a covering, and then her phone rang again. "Pause it, right here, i obsereved soemthing" Esmeralda ordered. "That contact she received a call from, twice, I guess?" Esmeralda asked."Did you guys track it down? Did you get anything from it?" "Yes, ma'am, we have the phone, but it was destroyed." "Our men are working on getting
AT THE MANSION."I think instead of wasting time, we should get to work with the boy," Madrigal suggested. Marcellus and Esmeralda were indoors with him. "No, we should wait till Brandon returns; he might want to do things differently," Marcellus replied. "Don’t you think it’s too strange to want to bury her even though the case is not concluded or solved?" Marcellus asked Esmeralda. "The case is closed and decided; it was ruled a homicide, and a bounty has been placed on the little boy. What else?" Esmeralda asked coldly. "I know you’re not that cold, but you’ve been with these people, and you know a lot about them," Marcellus responded. "I won’t take that as a compliment," Esmeralda laughed. "Crossing the family is a big mistake; you need to tread carefully with them; this is not the first, and it might not be the last," Estrellia added. "Is that why Brandon is looking for his mother’s killer? Do you think it’s also RAD?" "Don’t be a fool and stop asking her stupi
IN THE SITTING ROOM.Brandon was amazed to see the man who has been hiding his identity as the protector. He could only exclaim when he set his eyes on him. He walked straight up to the man and touched his face. Brandon held his hands vigorously. "Who are you?""I am sorry, Brandon; there is a lot I have to explain to you, but first you need to change your talk," he replied."No, you tell me everything you have to say; I thought you were dead! I saw you burn right before my eyes!" Brandon yelled. On the CCTV, they saw a man who looked like his father, which was actually true. His father was alive all along, and he was the protector. "How did you do it? Why did you fool me? Do you know someone has already died and now many more lives are threatened?" Brandon yelled."Hear me out, please, my son, Not even Arturo knew about my plans, that was the only way I could save myself and you too, Brandon. Do you think you get everything just easy?" "No, Father, I can’t just take this; it’s
AT THE SPRING VILLA.Kimberly was wheeled inside by a maid. Her brother also accompanied them. "Do you think linking up with Uncle is the right thing?" he asked her lowly. "No, this is just to set things straight and for protection, I am working with RAD, and I will bring down that bitch Hailey with his help," Kimberly replied. She was still weak, and her head was bandaged. "Uncle Jordan," she exclaimed happily as she saw him. "I am so happy to see you," she said, hugging him. "You made the right decisions coming here; your father has always wanted it, but you never heeded his heart's desires," he replied. "I am sorry; I regret it all now that he’s dead," Kimberly sobbed. "It’s okay; there is still a lot you can do in his memorial, like assist me with all you know so you can bring his killer down to book," he replied."Yes, Uncle Jordan," she replied, and he wheeled her in. "When will your husband be here?" "I don’t know; we had a little misunderstanding before