The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge)

In sight.

“Hello! Hello!! Hello!!!” “Fuck!!!” Brandon exclaimed as he smashed his cellphone angrily. “No, not my son” He gruented. Madrigal helped him up form the floor. Arturo and his men stopped tourturing Olvido. “What do you want to do Brandon?” Arturo asked him vilely. He didn’t seem interested in helping Brandon. He was more on the bench of avengigng Don Sorianoo’s death.

“I don’t know, the caller didn’t leave any further information! He just told me he’s with my son!” he responded sadly.

“Don’t fall for any of their tricks boss, we need to think clearly. You said we would be seeingng Hailey and Kimberly soon isn’t it? Let’s go there!” Madrigal suggested. He felt the call was just for a diversion. If the caller really had Junior he would have stated hwere and what he wanted him to do.

“They want my post as one of the five, isn’t that enough reason to call me and keep shut?” Brandon yelled at Madrigal. He took his smashed phone and hadded to the car.

“Boss, where are we going?”