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;
AT TORILLIO’S MANSION. Madrigal slowly took to the stairs, taking every step with a depressed feeling and a hurting heart. "Will you walk faster? It’s not as if we got into a fight." Aliaana asked him briskly. Madrigal kept walking slowly until they got inside Torillio’s mansion. "Look at you two; where have you been?" Torillio’s aide asked them rudely, tossing Madrigal on his abs violently. Madrigal also pushed him in a rage. "Calm down, really?" Aliaana yelled, pulling Madrigal back. "I always thought you were some cool-headed man; what’s up with you?" she asked him angrily. "Go tell Torillio that we want to speak to him," Madrigal said to the man aggressively. He left them and went for Torillio. "Can we have a word together before he comes?" Aliaana asked, pulling Madrigal to a corner inside the mansion out of everyone’s view. "What do you have to say? I won’t hide anything from him," Madrigal uttered immediately before she could say anything. "Will you listen to me
AT THE POLICE STATION.Olvido's eyes were heavy; fighting so hard to keep his eyes open but his eyelids closed, and he lost the war to nature. He fell asleep. Laying his head tiredly on the desk in front of him.Jordan Vera-Dona entered the room quietly. He took the paper from the desk, crossing his legs as he flipped through the pages until dawn, when Olvido woke up."Fuc* how long have you been here?" he asked anxiously. "As long as last night," he replied, checking the wrist watch on his hand. "6:00am" "Where is my lawyer? He should have posted bail for me. What’s going on?" Olvido asked, stretching out as he searched his body and the desk for his cellphone. "You can’t post bail," Jordan cut in. "Just get out of my face; I am not Brandon; when I have power, I flex it to the extreme," Olvido said to his face. "You’re here for protection; that’s’ why you can’t post bail," Jordan responded lightly. "You say what?" Olvido asked, laughing intently. "The police station, pr
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