Estrellia and her men were waiting for him outside. "Where to?" the driver asked Brandon. "Just take me home!" Brandon muttered. Nathalie, Madrigal, and Marcellus were anxiously waiting for him when he arrived. Marcellus hugged him tightly. " I was scared to death, man!" he uttered."The way you flagged us down, before the crazy raining bullet and Madrigal's mad-ass driving skills, i have never experienced such in my life." Brandon was speechless. He had a lot to say. He walked his way in, and they followed right after. Brandon narrated all that went down and how he had just two days to get into the five. "I need to see Hailey," he remarked pitifully. "Just go see her," Marcellus advised. "But I don’t know where she stays," Brandon replied. Marcellus told him to put a call through to her, and while they discussed, he could easily get her location. Brandon called her as planned. Marcellus gave him the thumbs up sign. "Keep talking for a few minutes, okay, be free!" Marcellus mutt
Brandon was the first to get to the company. He went there immediately after he left Hailey’s mansion. He informed Marcellus and the rest of them. He called for a meeting between them all. He ordered his secretary to get him some clothes. There were some in the room inside his office, but he just didn’t want to try them on. Marcellus called Brandon as soon as he received his message. "hello Brother!" Brandon reacted happily."Are you insane? I am stacked in here pretending to be you since last night, do you want that bitch to have my throat?" Marcellus asked him. "Don’t worry, I have it all under control. Just tell them you don’t know where I am, or simply say that I am presently with the company!" Brandon replied coolly.He also requested a meeting with Kimberly, who arrived immediately after he sent for her. "She’s waiting for you at the conference room, sir," his secretary said.Brandon went to meet her there. "You said you wanted to see me?" She asked him lowly. "Damn you; y
Herveaux and Gwendolyn arrived at the glass house earlier than required. They sat down on the comfortable, black, shimmering, fluffy sofa. Gwendolyn took the spare time to apply her makeup. Herveaux, on the other hand, wasn’t fully aware. He was bronzing. "What is it? You're boring me out, Herveaux!" Kimberly said lowly."Those morons can’t get anything right, just like your son too!" Herveaux screamed at Gwendolyn as he rackingly fisted all around the living room."Leave him out of this!" she arched angrily. They also heard about Brandon’s desire to continue with his marriage plans. They all assumed that he would call it off after the storm Olvido staired at his parties. "Leave him?" "He never does anything right!" Herveaux arcged. "What about our sources at the club? We can use that. We didn’t go there for nothing, did we?" Gwendolyn asked intently. Herveax shunned her off."That's for the latter! And you should keep your mouth shut!" he shouted. Gwendolyn felt overwhelmed, but
FORE THE WEDDING.Vanessa was waiting at the mansion for Brandon. She helped out with some chores along with Nanny Carlotta. They sat down to eat together after cooking a sumptuous meal."You're a good enough woman, Vanessa, why stay?" Nanny Carlotta asked earnestly. "Why? Is it because he’s likely to get married?" Vanessa asked her."Vanessa, if you choose to play the side woman, it might hurt," Nanny Carlotta advised. "It will hurt, I’m not playing the side woman Nanny Carlotta, the spot has been filled up by numerous women who are still to come.""I am getting him back; I saw him first; he belongs to me, and I will make sure of that." Vanessa sliced hard on the meat. "Be careful, you might cut yourself," Nanny Carlotta placed her hands on Vanessa’s. "I have a girl just your age, I would tell her the same," she replied. "Uh huh, urh urmm" Vanessa cleared her throat. "I would wait upstairs; let me know if Brandon shows up, please," Vanessa pleaded. She hurried off the stairs.Van
The solemn, piercing sounds from the violin accentuating the voices of the choristers. The peached gleamed voices ushering in the bridal train with blossoming purple petals sprinkled on the floor as they made their way through the hall. The gentle but amazing gaze of the guest on the stars of the day. In anticipation of the couple's or Brandon’s most likely downfall.After a few strides to the middle of the hall, the gentle music begins. Anxious Brandon stands at the end of the aisle, trying to keep his countenance blissful as he waits for Kimberly. His face should be glittering and beaming with smiles when he sees her, but it was only the colorful entrance that was alluring. "Do you think she backed out?" Marcellus whispered to Brandon. He took Olvido’s place as the best man. "She must be here!" "We had a deal!" Brandon remarked angrily. He had a lot on his table last night. He still looked tired from the stress. Hailey arrived at the hall. She was seated among the guests. "Who
"What just happened, Madrigal?" Marcellus asked him. Branodn was fine; he was being attended t by the doctor. "Were you the dummy that called me?" Nathalie asked Marcellus. "That's not cool, I was scared!" He replied meekly. Esmeralda was seen leaving the hospital. She was also wounded. "Won’t you get treated before you leave?" Madrigal asked her. He gave the tape he was holding to Marcellus. "It’s just the two of us; talk to me," Marcellus teased Nathalie. She snapped at him angrily."Esmeralda!" Madrigal called out to her. "What is it? You helped me already. That’s enough!" She shouted. Esmeralda pushed Madrigal away from her. "I knew you had something against me, you just wouldn’t say anything!" Madrigal shouted back."Yes, I do, I know I'm shit and all you think of me is shit too, but last night when I called you, I overdosed myself!" Esmeralda muttered. "Try a better lie; I'm no fool, Esmerada, so you sent away all your guards just because you overdosed?" Madrigal held he
THE GLASS HOUSE.Gwendolyn walked perfectly in her high heels, like a model on the runway. She was on her way to the general sitting room, where the meeting might take place. Looking through the beauty of the glasshouse, Gwendolyn's attention was drawn when she saw Herveaux's door open."Is he in there?" she asked herself bracingly, and she went in to see. Herveaux was in bed. He appeared tired, like someone who just woke up. "Come back here, Gwendolyn," he said coarsely as she tried leaving. "Why, how long have you been here, and you didn’t bother telling me?" She snapped and flicked her black ponytail."You look so sexy, Gwendolyn," Herveaux said flirtingly. "I asked a question, and just stop there, I have no time for this!" Gwendolyn replied briskly.Herveaux drew her into his arms. Her tightly fitting gown wouldn’t give her the freedom to free herself from him. It appeared that this was not the case after all. Gwendolyn shared a kiss with Herveaux. Her soft, nicely painted lip
Brandon didn't go back to the mansion after his night with Hailey. He was almost caught snooping around in her room. He had to lie about looking for clothes that he could wear. Brandon saw something in there that baffled him. He wanted to have that file, no matter what. "Madrigal, are you at home?" Brandon called him outright. "Yes, boss," he responded. Estrellia was still with Brandon on the bike when he rode to Madrigal’s house. He has moved away from the apartment where he used to live with Thomas. He sent the new location to Brandon."Boss, why bring this woman here?" Madrigal asked irritatingly. He hated the sight of her around him. "We need as many people as we can use." Madrigal," he replied softly. "Come in, Estrellia," Brandon replied. "Should I call for Nathalie and Marcellus?" Madrigal asked sharply. "Yes, please do so and call Esmeralda first," Brandon replied. Brandon's expression changed when he mentioned Esmeralda.He put a call out to them all. "Have you spo