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The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) PLAYED PLAYER
Madrigal stalled in the parking lot, waiting for Brandon to show up so they could exit the company, as it was already running late in the evening.“I don’t think he’d acknowledge her invitation,” he mumbled. Sweeping the invisible dust off the car’s stirring while waiting for him.Brandon, and his convoy stepped out of the company, heavily protected and safe. He didn’t leave through the main lane to get to the Parking lot but they took a lift via the elevator. “Are you really accepting her invitation?” Marcellus asked above his shoulders with a demeaning gleam of anger. “Yes, we all are coming, not sure if Aliaana should tag along,” Brandon nudged. They arrived at the last floor.“Welcome sir, we parked the car in the lot, enat to go now?” Madrigl asked coming down from the car to accompany him. “We’ll ride with her,” Brandon responded clearing his throat. Esmeralda was no where in view and he ordred Madrigal to go get her. “Think I should go? Olay boss,” he tried to
The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) HAPPY DOOM’S DAY.
AT TORILLIO'S MANSION "Boss, I just confirmed it, and it’s true," Torillio’s aide reported Hesitantly after verifying the news they just heard after leaving the club. "Who would dare turn on the TV?" he Rumbled. Another guard turned it on, and it was live and displayed. The police raided his jewelry shop that night, and they found lots of illegal and banned material in the building. There were lots of journalists, and reporters flooded the place just to scoop the news."No!" He bellowed, ramming the remote onto the TV screen. "I have protection from the family and even the police; how could this have happened?" Torillio screeched in grief as he scattered all the portraits on the table. "Boss, I will look into this; go and rest." His aide pacified. Torillio's hands were quivering as he sought for his cellphone."I need to call someone; I will lose it if I don’t get an explanation for this. What’s the time?" He inquired cautiously."It’s 4:00 am, boss; we left the club late, and w
The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) FACADE
AT THE GLASS HOUSE. All the lights were turned on and no guards were on standby, acting on Andallio’s order, and he watched as Olvido wandered into the building from the CCTV in the sitting room. Olvido drove in without any stops, and no one was at the gate either. "What’s going on?" he muttered as he drove inside the glass house. He came down and cheeked all the stop points and the quarters, but no one was there either. "What’s that bastard up to this time?" He checked the time on his wristwatch, and it was 6:00 a.m. "It’s too early." He whizzed. He took the elevator to the top of the building. He searched everywhere on the terrace, but no one was there either. He went back inside the house to check as well. "Hey, young man, what are you looking for?" Andallio asked him, legs crossed, as he relaxed on the Cain chair."What did you do this time? Are you accepting defeat already?" Olvido asked rudely. Andallio smiled and got up from the chair."You don’t know how it started,
The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) LOVER-MURDER
ESMERALDA'S APARTMENTHer eyes were heavy with the dark bags lurking beneath her eyelids, lashing the black eyeliners that smeared from her tears. Esmeralda was up all night drinking and drowning herself in sadness. She took her cellphone, which had been beeping for forever, and checked who was calling. Sylvester’s name popped up on the home screen, and she turned it off as soon as she saw it. "Not now, Sylvester," she said, pushing the cellphone away from her and dragging herself down to the bedroom. She crept down to the leg of the bed and drew out a briefcase. She sat with her back resting slantingly on the bed and opened the briefcase. "It’s still here; I am just overthinking things; why do I feel this hurt?" she asked herself drowsily. She rubbed her head sorely, like it could cure the migraine she was having. Esmeralda pulled out the gun, and the forensic results that confirmed it was her fingerprints. "No one can fool you just like that, Esmeralda. Think!" She smacked her
The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) THREATS 1
BRANDON’SMadrigal hovered around Brandon’s mansion, his hands on his back cracking his brain as he unraveled the heinous incident that just happened to him."Madrigal, don’t worry; my sources are investigating." Brandon consoled him and offered him a seat. Madrigal’s legs knew no peace; they trembled and were disoriented. Esmeralda wouldn’t inform the police, and no arrest would be made, but something else lingered on his mind."What if she thought I killed him?" His eyes flickered and clasped sadly as he asked Brandon. Everything with Nathalie was just a way to get to her and trick Torillio into believing that he was still on his side. He collapsed on the chair and took out his scavenging for any little tip or news about Sylvester, but the wildfire was about Torillio. "Why was Torillio even at your house? It’s confusing," Brandon gleaned inquisitively. Torillio came to his house to threaten and exchange words with him. He found out the truth about Madrigal’s involvement in his c
The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) SLY-ALLY
AT THE HIDEOUT. The hot, steaming bath shimmering with the sweet smell of cinnamon filled the air. Hailey walked in the bath with a white towel wrapped around her black hair with many obvious white strands. Her age was catching up with her. "Do you need help?" A masculine voice coerced, holding her hands up in the Jacuzzi as she got in and undressed. "Who must have thought you'd concede so easily?" She slid her hands down her cleavage sultrily as he handed her the cup of wine."Power is everything," she romanticized as he dropped the wine and foamed the lather in the bath."How did you do it?" He asked her directly. She was just about to be sentenced and, most likely, sent to jail for a long time. "Power, Jordan, power," she responded with pride as she scrubbed her body.Jordan Vera-Dona finally agreed to join forces with her after losing on all sides. His suspension was also never lifted, even after he fulfilled the due date he was given."There’s no Justice Jordan; it took you
The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) To hurt the heart
AT BRANDON'S MANSION.The blaring sound of Madrigal’s car engine serenaded the gloomy day as the sun was setting. Brandon was strapped to the seatbelt next to him in the passenger’s seat."You really don’t have to come around, boss," Madrigal said to him. Brandon offered to ride along immediately after Andallio and Fredrick left. "See me as your brother." He patted him on the shoulder, relaxing his back on the chair."Thank you, boss, what do we do about Andallio? And Fredrick?" Madrigal asked with his legs hitting the acceleration and over-speeding with the headlights brightly on, even though it was in broad daylight."Andallio seems suspicious; I should have had our men follow him," Brandon said as Madrigal navigated through the cars on the road. Andallio had threatened him in his own house, and he also brought Frederick along. Whatever it was, they were the same, and Fredrick never agreed to it. They acted all strange and weird in their house."What do you think Fredrick was su
The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) SUPERIOR.
AT TORILLIO’S MANSION"Did you get rid of all the evidence?" Torillio barked. The goon involved in Sylvester’s murder had just returned after evading Madrigal’s chase."Yes boss," he squizzed. He dismissed them all from his presence with annoyance, still rambling, because no solution had come up for his store that was closed."I think you need to face Don Silverrio; he’s been in the game longer, and I’m sorry to say, he clipped your wings." His aide conferred heads bowing and jittering for what he might do in return."Arrrrh!" Torillio roared, plunging all the flower vases arranged in his sitting room. He clenched his fingers, pointing to his aide, but folded them back and mumbled incoherently. "I know what to do to you—" "I, Raul Torillio de Guzman, No one clips my wings; whoever dares will pay with his life!" He yelled, holding the guard down to a spot on the wall and breathing heavily as his anger increased."You! Open up another store; make it in Manila; I will show these people
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