AT TORILLIO’S MANSION. Bails of money were littered around him in the sitting room while his men sorted them out. Some were counting and the others were packaging the money. “Boss there are three people here to see you,” his aide reported.“Is Esmeralda one of them?” he asked care freely. “No boss, just Arturo, Aliaana and Vanessa,” the aide replied. Torillio’s face was elated and his spirit delighted when he heard that Vanessa was outside the gates waiting to see him. “Get Vanessa in, hurry up!” he yelled mildly. He threw the cigar he was drinking in the ashtray and asked his men to trash it. Vanessa was allowed inside the house. She was wearing a tracksuit and a hoodie, unlike her normal dressing style she looked different in appearance to day. “Hey, princess, how are you? I taught I won’t see you again,” Torillio coerced. “I am here for answers,” she replied stiffly. “Ouch, she’s not here to see me guys, she’s here to attack me,” Torillio wailed playfully.
AT THE GLASS HOUSE. Torillio made his grand entrance with his men, displacing all the guards that were formally at the glass house and replacing them with his men. "Follow me !" he commanded Fredrick as he put on his mask, proceeding to enter the glass house with it. "Wait, have you thought about this very well? What if they press charges against you for the killings? What if Stephanie shows up? You can’t be too reckless because you’re now powerful," Fredrick warned him."Get your hands off me," Andallio coerced, pushing him away. "I will do what I want; I want them to know so they can respect me!" he yelled. Fredrick doubled up and blocked him again. "Andallio, listen to this," he uttered. "Call me RAD," he replied violently, kicking the door in front of him. "The only reason Brandon is alive now is because he’s in that cell; once he steps out, he’s dead meat because he’s no longer immune. Do you want to make the same mistakes?" Fredrick asked him dreadfully.Andallio halte
AT THE SILVERRIO’S MANSION. Vanessa was downcast, head bowed, soaking herself in liquor in the dining room when Fidellin came to join her. "Care to share?" he asked pitifully, and he took another glass for himself. "I saw Fredrick today at Torillio’s place," she floored."Why am I not surprised?" he asked coldly. "I still think I owe him for selling him out to Brandon that day, I feel guilty, Fidellin."He drifted closer to her and hugged her. He kissed her on the forehead and lifted her face. "Look at me; you did nothing wrong, okay?" he uttered carefully. "I know you hate me now, don’t you? All you feel for me is nothing but pity, right? I am miserable," she said to him in tears. "Stop it, Vanessa; he doesn’t deserve this. Will you listen to me now?" he asked, cleaning up her tears. "Go to Brandon; get your father out of his claws no matter what it costs; what is there to lose? He’s married, or do you still love him?" Fidellin asked as he poured down a drink to brace
THE BREAK. AT THE COMPANY.The news had gone viral about the controversies in the Ramirez family; the reoccurring deaths, capped with Brandon’s arrest for an alledged murder of his father, caused a stir in the company, and the major shareholders pushed for a change. The meeting was graced by all the dignitaries, including Torillio de Guzman and Andallio. "Please be calm; everything is under control. We will choose a new president, either by voting or seeking Brandon’s approval; we all know Don Soriano handed it over to him," Esmeralda said, trying to calm the uproar. "How long will we wait for an ex-convict to come rule us, or do you think we are fools?" one of the major shareholders said to her. "Speaking for my own company, standing as their representative, I think I agree with the idea of voting in a new leader," Aliaana uttered savagely making a fool out of Esmeralda by mimicking her. "Agreed, we’ll vote…" Esmeralda voiced her frustration after being forced into
AT TORILLIO’S MANSION. "Torillio, what do we do?" Aliaana asked him worriedly as she paced to and fro in his living room. "Keep my name out of your mouth; we have nothing cordial in common; you’re an ordinary worker to me," Torillio replied icily. "I’m sorry, sir," she replied hesitantly. Torillio took his blunt from the table and lit it. "Go meet Brandon, get some words out of him; I don’t mind losing the billions I invested.""What! Are you serious?" Alianna yelled abruptly, cutting off his words. "Yes, I want affiliates with Gold Inc. Prime; that’s the only way," Torillio replied. His assistant walked in with Arturo, ushering him to sit far away from Torillio. "Excuse us," Arturo uttered. "No, she stays, my old friend," Torillio replied, blushing."Fine, you saw what they did to me?" Arturo asked him painfully. "No, I saw what you did to yourself; no wonder your father never accepted you. I guess you’re only good as a bodyguard, Arturo," Torillio replied bluntly.Arturo
AT BRANDON’S MANSION. Esmeralda was sipping on the hot coffee Marcellus served her when they got to Brandon’s mansion after leaving the company.“What’s on your mind? You’ve been silent since we arrived?” She dropped the coffee on the saucer. “I should leave now; if there are any more updates from Brandon, let me know so I won’t be out there like a fool,” she replied lightly.“Is it about him?” Marcellus asked her.“About what?” she asked absently. The motorcycle that double-crossed Torillio’s car with the man that seemed so familiar was Madrigal, and it took a toll on Esmeralda when she saw him.“We both know the rider was Madrigal, and you’re looking for him; should I speak with him?” Marcellus asked. “No, I can find my way with things; I’ll get to him,” she replied. Marcellus held her hands, smiling at her. “He’s no longer on our side; Torillio is his new boss; do you think we can still bring him back?” “Madrigal is an adult; if he chose to change sides now that Brandon
AT THE COMPANY. Gold Prime Inc. had a full day, as many lawsuits were filed against them. Marcellus and the whole team were worn out working and attending to all the problems that came up with recent announcements. Nathalie felt concerned for him as the issue was confidential and no one outside their team in the company was working with them. "Where’s that bit**, Esmeralda? Isn’t she supposed to be here to support you?" She asked, dabbing the sweat that trickled down from his face. "I don’t know why I haven’t heard from her; did you see her this morning?" he asked, still typing on his computer. "No, I think Estrellia did; she hasn’t checked back in either," Nathalie responded. She called Estrellia through her phone, and she answered. "End the call; I am already in the building, almost at your office," Estrellia replied hastily. "She said she’s almost here," Nathalie relayed to Marcellus. "What a coincidence," Marcellus responded. Estrellia walked inside the office just i
AT THE GLASS HOUSE. Andallio couldn’t sleep; he kept rolling from one end of the bed to the other, snickering up in the bedsheet, unable to wrap his mind around a closure. He stood up from the bed aimlessly, took out his phone, and found his way to the terrace."Now that I have what I want, there is a shaking in the family, exposing lots of our allies, and it’s not an inside job; who would dare do this?" Andallio asked him. Frequent arrests have been made in connection with his allies in the family, and no one has an idea who was pulling an attack on them. "Hey! Go wake Fredrick up; I did give him freedom just so he could sleep away his time," Andallio said angrily. His assistant woke Fredrick up; he was annoyed but had no other choice but to yield to Andallio’s call. "You called for me," he said to him when he got to the terrace. "Did you see what happened to the small fries on our side of the family?" Andallio asked him. "That’s what happens when the mighty ones fall;