Brandon sat on the chair next to Grandma Pilar. The fleet of cars drove in unison. They trooped inside the hose."What is he doing here?" Olvido asked warily. "Sit! He is family for now.""Until we know where he stands," Gwendolyn added sleekly. "Why did you choose to join us? And how did you know about our meeting?" Andalio asked him.Andalio had a pot belly, was fat and of average height, and his short brown hair gave him an innocent appearance. Brandon smiled instead of saying a word in reply to Andalio."Leave him alone for now; we have something direly important to discuss," Herveaux interjected. Herveaux was different from Andalio in appearance; he was the cool uncle with the fit body vibes. Obviously older because of his natural sprinkles of white hair. Tall and perfectly built body. He would pass for a model. Herveaux is in his fifties, while Andalio was in his forties."Who are we waiting for?" Olvido asked vaguely with a frown. "The losing team?" Gwendolyn asked mockingly, a
Arturo sat comfortably in front of the hospital bed. Waiting for Don Soriano to become conscious. "Thanks for saving my life, Arturo," he shrugged and sat upright."I'm so happy. Should I tell them you are better now?""No, I am still in a coma; they won't stop until they see me six feet under.""Your son Brandon might be dragged into this, Don Soriano."He heaved a sigh and relaxed back into his bed. "He needs power if he wants to save anyone.""I want you to help him, Arturo; I know he feels I hate him for having another family. Be on his side, Arturo.""Yes Don naything for you""What's going on with the auction?""Shouldn’t we be after who really poisoned you, Don Soriano?""It’s of no use, but I am sure it wasn’t Brandon.""He was at a private meeting with the family yesterday; I'm sure you were not aware of that Don Soriano.""What!" he coughed rashly. "No, Brandon knows nothing about them; is he going to betray me also?""You have only me on your side, Don Soriano."Arturo put
Brandon and Arturo were invited inside the director general's office of the secret service. He appeased them and apologized for their incompetence. They were not able to save Don Soriano. They kidnapped him right in front of the Secret Service station.Earlier today, Don Soriano planned on following Arturo to the secret service station in a bid to withdraw the case filed against anyone who had planted the poison.Unfortunately for him,just as he was about to enter, some armed men double-crossed them. Arturo took a bold step to wave them off, but one of them Shot Arturo on his leg and took Don Soriano at gunpoint. They tied a bomb to Don Soriano to make sure none of the officers moved near them.The secret service had no choice but to comply. They chose to let them go as the safety of Don Soriano leaving the station alive was guaranteed."This is crap!" Olvido exclaimed as he barged into the office. He met Arturo and Brandon, who were already seated. "What is this one doing here?" Aren
Madrigal followed Esmeralda unnoticed as Brandon instructed him to. He almost lost her as she had left minutes before he arrived at the restaurant."Sush a reckless driver," he snorted when she almost hit somone crossing with her car. She was overspeeding. Even after the incident she continued on full speed. "I suspect her, maybe that’s why the boss told me to watch her," Madrigal said to himself.He kept a close watch on her trail, leaving not more than three or five legs between them.She suddenly took a turn and headed inside a narrow city. The road could only take up to one car at a time, and it wasn’t a one-way road. "What sort of place is this?"The young men on the road stopped Madrigal. They explained the condition of the road to him. He has to wait for the car coming in front to move before he can go. "Damn!" he exhaled. He would lose her if he did not find a way to get out of the place.Esmeralda didn’t wait, her full speed stopped the boys from delaying her. "I know what to
Grandma Pilar told the family that the chip was fake. They have to come up with a solution within three days. The money will be transferred, and the chip will be delivered to the highest bidder."We are doomed, Grandma Pilar," Andalio murmured."Where is Dawson? Just interrogate him or something, he might know where the real chip was hidden," Brandon mockingly suggested."Are you crazy or something? You were there when I shot that bastard!" Olvido mussed,"Enough, all we need is to find that chip or come up with a better solution," Gwendolyn suggested aptly."What if we never find the real chip in three days? What do we do?" Andalio asked with fear."Be positive, Andalio! We would all think we should meet up later!" Herveaux suggested.Grandma Pilar ended the session, giving all of them a day to come up with a solution or let Brandon and Olvido take the fall for everything.Brandon left the glass house with Nathalie, He checked his phone and got several messages and missed calls from
Madrigal went to Esmeralda’s office, but she wasn't in her seat. He was asked to wait for her. He sat watching the clock for hours until she arrived.She ignored him and walked into her office. Madrigal was annoyed. He knocked on her door and asked for an audience with her."You called me in here just to ignore me?""Madrigal?" "Sorry, I didn't recognize you; please take a seat."The call came on her phone; she tried hiding it, but Madrigal already had a hook on it. "Are you going to see him?" he asked viciously."I don’t have a choice.""I just wanted to tell you to stop stalking me, even if Brandon asked you to do it, and I offer my condolences as well."Madrigal scoffed painfully. "Think I care about you? Stalking you? I’m out of here!" Madrigal stormed out angrily."Yes, Madrigal, you can leave."Bradnon was waiting inside the car for Madrigal. He honked at Madrigal. Madrigal took some steps back and entered inside the car."Why are you leaving so soon?" "Have you seen Esmeralda?"
Esmeralda called Madrigal. She got the news about Don Soriano and wanted to go pay him a visit. Madrigal was reluctant at first, but he felt Brandon needed someone at this dire moment.Her car arrived at Brandon’s mansion. ‘Ding, dong," the door beeped. "I am not expecting anyone!" Brandon abruptly commented. He was without clothes on his upper body. His head was bandaged, and his left arm was tied to his shoulder with a bandage.Madrigal opened the door for Esmeralda absently. "I don't want to see anyone!" he snarled."Even if she can help you get up the ladder?" Esmeralda pimped her lips and flicked her hair proudly.Brandon was silent. Lazily, he drifted his back into the chair. "What would crying do? Save your father?""You had a chance to save him, why didn’t you?" "Come to think of it, you even said you could save me," Esmeralda scoffed."Are you here to mock me?" Brandon asked sadly."I tried all I could! "What's there the list that they couldn’t let me see?""They killed my mo
REBORNThe fund-raising event for Gold Inc. was today. The big, alluring chandelier that lit the middle of the hall was silvered blue. Shimmering and alluring.The dress code for the event was obvious from the few guests that have arrived. It was the bizarre notice that it was tagged dinner night dress themed but with a Met Gala invitation, where not everyone gets the invite.Brandon arrived very early. He was with Uncle Herveaux, who had taken it upon himself to help him get to the state where he could wield.The guest list was placed at the entrance. The guests marked their names with their thumbs on a censored slate.There were thirty names on the list. Just five would have ended Brandon’s misery over losing his father. Out of the three, the five were one of them or an affiliate of one of them.Herveaux introduced Brandon to a few of the people he knew. The first was Badmus Kendrick, a foreigner but also part of the family.They shook hands, and they were on their way to the next