AT THE PRISON. "Who was that young man? He looks so suspicious; why was he hiding his face?" Jordan asked Brandon curiously. Brandon left his seat beside Jordan and went to his bed without saying a word. "I get it; you don’t want to talk about it in private, huh?" Jordan asked. He joined Brandon in sitting on the edge of the bed. "Why are you here?" Brandon asked coldly. "You gave me an offer then; I’ll take it," he replied, grinning. "It’s gone; someone else took the offer," Brandon responded absently, coppering his body with the cover cloth. "Is it Major Bautista?""No, do you mean to say anything else? I thought you were here to tell me how you failed to keep Hailey in locks; it was so easy, but it slipped off your fingers. I brought her to you this time," Brandon asked icily. "Sit-up" "Come down," Jordan requested. Brandon grudgingly came down from the bed and returned to the table with Jordan. "I got suspended today; I’m sorry for not trusting you from the star
THE DARK ROOM.The members of the family were seated in the hall wearing a uniformed array of black and blue. The meeting started when the five entered with their masks and called for a start. "Welcome to our midst." They raised a glass filled with blood-like wine to a masked person, who was rather feminine than the others on the table."That’s Esmeralda? Isn’t she?" Madrigal asked Torillio. "Yeah, no more questions until the meeting is concluded; watch and learn," Torillio responded strictly. They were both masked and blended perfectly with the crowd."Thank you; I am worthy." The person replied with a feminine voice. "I think you owe the table a life? Don’t you agree with us?" The five asked her."None that I remember, I got the position legally," she replied and turned around. She gulped down the substance in the cup given to her slowly, and she returned it to the table. "Only by a life shall the family be satisfied," The five echoed again. "Our former counterpart steppe
AT THE GLASS HOUSE. The table was rounded by the Ramirez’s all-red eyes, fuming with anger against each other. Olvido took out his tablet and placed it on the table. "If no one talks, then I will. Which one of you did this?" Olvido asked bluntly. The tablet displaced the news about his kidnapping and release. It was going viral on the internet. "You’re pathetic and useless; you should be happy there’s someone out there that want’s you around," Andallio bashed him. "Enough both of you! We are on the brink of losing everything Grandma Pillar built for years, and you’re here blabbing,""Or didn’t you realize our family rights have been given to the public?" Herveuax gnarled ragingly, and he flung the tablet on the floor. "You’re right, but who was that?" Andallio asked interestedly. He moved his seat closer to the table, kicking the broken table away from his leg. "Who else but Arturo? We are bound to fail, and you all know it; our market is bleeding since that announcem
AT THE CLUB."Hello ma’am, do you know the owner of this phone?" The bartender asked Esmeralda. Her number was the last contact Madrigal tried calling before he knocked himself out drunk and wild at the club."Can you describe the man’s appearance? You don’t expect me to show up just like that, do you?" Esmeralda shrugged."Okay, can you do a video call? It’s an iPhone here?" The bra attendant replied stressfully. Esmeralda agreed, and the video call pulled through. "OH NO!!!" Esmeralda arced."Send the address of the club; I’ll be there in a minute," Esmeralda responded hurriedly. She ended the call and hurriedly dressed up to get him."You can’t go alone, ma’am; don’t you think this is quite strange?" Sylvester, her right-hand man, asked her concernedly. "Since you’ve been in jail, I've been fine by myself, Sylvester; I trust Madrigal with my life; he can’t hurt me; you can drive," Esmeralda said, throwing the car’s control to him. They zoomed off to the club. The loud music an
AT THE SILVERIO’S Depressed, hurt, and her head was clouded with a lot of maybes. Vanessa slowly withdraws herself from her family, becoming a loner in her father’s mansion. She found solace in being alone and out of everyone’s sight.The pool was her escape place this morning, sitting beside the water with her legs soaked inside as she continued her deep thoughts. She swung her legs rhythmically in the water as a song played on her phone. "Vanessa," Fidellin called her. "Vanessa," he called the second time, but she gave no response. "It’s been days now, and you still don’t want to talk to me?" he asked as he took the place next to her. Fidelin bent down to remove his shoes so he could join her legs that were in the water. "What are you doing here? You don’t have to," Vanessa replied coldly. She took her headphones and placed them on her ears angrily. Fidelin removed them and held them to himself."Why?" Vanessa asked tearfully. "Why are you doing this to yourself? He
AT THE JEWERYL STORE. The flashy lights from the utmost illuminated jewelry store were all turned off, and Torillio’s men were suited up and well armed, waiting for his arrival. Torillio came down from his car, walking majestically with his blunt in his hand.He threw his cap, and one of his aide caught it, almost falling to the ground. "If it had fallen, you'd be dead as soon as it touched the ground," Torillio marred. He raised up one of his hands, guiding the other one with smoke as they helped him take off his coat."What do we have today? Why are the lights out?" Torillio asked them exhaustedly."He’s here; pause; we paused all sales for now," his aide responded. "Okay, I don’t like it; money first, dirty things later," he uttered as he moved closer to the mannequin beholding one of the necklaces. "I’m sorry, boss, we acted on your order," one of his aides said, and the other one kicked him straightaway. "Trying to say I was high and wasted, huh? You’ve got guts," T
AT THE COMPANY.Esmeralda’s face was folded up, frozen with surprise. “What did you say? Pregnant? For Torillio?” she flagged, rolling her chair out of the table. “Are we talking about Torillio? Stop playing with me; I don’t even know why I am talking to you,” Vanessa hurled. “I’ll get out of here!” Vanessa snapped. “Hold on!” Esmeralda pulled her back. “Told anyone about it?” she asked passively, in a low tone.“Not yet; I don’t trust you, but please keep it between us,” Vanessa arced as she walked out on Esmeralda. Her mind was faster than her legs could carry her. She broke down in the middle of the road in tears.“Why now? He’s back with his ex; he gave her back their shares, and I am here pregnant." “You’re stupid, Vanessa!” She smacked herself on the head several times.“Hey! Stop! You’ll hurt yourself; what’s wrong with you?” Fredrick arced. He came into the company unannounced, following Andallio’s orders to meet with Marcellus. “Fredrick, what are you doing here?” Sh
AT THE STORE.With a long and worried face, Torilio placed his head on the table, kicking the chair at intervals."Boss, are you sure we can trust him?" his aide asked. "I want Esmeralda’s freedom, and I will give up anything for that," Torillio responded draggingly."Brandon, he’s been locked up but making moves; just this morning, The Alvarez’s were reinstalled to their prime power, and he made that possible.""That bitch Aliaana who was here at your feet begging to work for you boldly stabbed us in the back just because she was getting help from him," his aide harnessed aptly."Hmmm, roll up that blunt," Torillio responded as he raised his head. His eyes were red and dry."Brandon Ramirez! Just to get back at you, I did so much, but you see untouchable? How do you play so well?" Torillio said, thinking out loud."Give me that." He collected the weeds and rolled them up in the paper. His aide threw the lighter, and he lit up the blunt. "Brandon…. I think I need to pay him a visit