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The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) REUNION TABLE.
AT THE TABLE."It’ll soon be over; Hailey will go down, and so will RAD," Brandon said, kissing the picture of his son hung on the dressing mirror. He took the cufflinks and fixed them to the holes in his sleeves. " I am ready for the party," he smiled, sliding his pistol inside his suit as he brushed the curls on his hair. He noticed the black dye was fading off, leaving streaks of brown hair on his head." I’ll leave you that way." He took his phone and slammed the door. The table was set, and the party was scheduled to start in a few minutes. None of the invited guests had shown up. Not even the bride, Esmeralda." Boss," madrigal cleed out, waving up to him a clutch. They shook hands, taking a seat at the table as Brandon lingered on his watch. "Think they won’t show up?" Madrigal asked tiredly. His eyes were wrinkled and teary. " It’s impossible; all humans want something, and when they’re desperate, they would go into the fire to get it," Brandon arced confidently. T
The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) RANCOUR
GIRLs AT THE TABLE. Madrigal dropped Esmeralda off in front of Hailey’s apartment, just as she had commanded him. She went inside to get the car’s control from Hailey but waited after seeing Madrigal's car still parked outside their gate. " You’re really getting on my nerves, Madrigal. Follow me, or just monitor me? still acting like the victim?" She cussed driving out after he disappeared.Esmeralda also picked up the dress she would be wearing to the party tonight. Her phone beeped while she was driving, and she took the call when she saw who it was. " Vanessa, I am driving. Can I call you back?" She asked Camly." Are you going to the party, I mean, Brandon’s party—haha?" She forced a laugh and heaved a great sigh. " Why am I even asking? You’re his legal wife now, and I am just some piece of sh*t," she conferred sadly." No, if you want to come along, so we’ll talk, I can pick you up; just send your location to me," Esmeralda replied instantly, waiting for her loca
The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) UNSEDUCEABLE.
BRANDON. Seeing Vanessa disturbed him, but he had to lay his focus on the purpose of their gathering. Middling nothing with his emotions, he blotted the sight of her out of his head. Effortlessly displaying his demeanor like she didn’t exist, He kept it up until there was a break. A short one, and he decided to speak urgently to Esmeralda about it. "I don't think you should," Madrigal shouldered; he didn’t see any positive outcome that Brandon would get from talking to her. The deed has been done."I insist. Though I put up this act, I don’t want to do anything to hurt Vanessa; she’s done me no wrong," Brandon uttered, standing vehemently on his words. He excused Esmeralda, and they exited the table to the back of the mansion. The altercation between them started with him maintaining his cool until Vanessa showed up de-smiled and frowning."Calm down, Vanessa; you shouldn’t be here; you’re nothing like everyone here; it’s dangerous," Brandon domineered."Wow—I should clap for you
The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) FINDING HER 1
ESMERALD."It almost feels so unreal," she whizzed as Brandon gave them their own proof of the feigned treaty they signed. She bewailed his newly found strength and the overconfidence he had in everything. Not even Vanessa’s presence kept him away. He acted like she wasn’t even thereafter they returned to the table. "He's back like she didn’t even threaten not to ever show up; I guess he felt she was joking!" she marveled. Esmeralda excused herself after the party, uninterested in the food. Her head was heavy, and her mind was clouded. She craved alcohol and wanted to drink without anyone stressing her out, like the guard at the gallery. "I can’t even smoke," she brawled, wavering into the mansion. "Get me something strong!" she ordered the maids passing by. " Ma’am my shift is over and—" the maid complained, and Esmeralda stood up against her. Scared to death, the maid franked out yelling. "Relax, I am not hurting you," she said, joining her palms in a harmless plea."Yeah
The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) MY BLOCK
AT THE JEWELRY STORE. Levitating his mind on the solemn music that resonated in the arena from the sonogram gramophone, Torillio fixated with his eyes closed, smoking his blunt, as he planted himself blithely on the glass shelf that once beheld his treasured jewels. "Boss, don’t you think the loud music will draw the neighbors or even the police’s attention to us?" One of his men asked worriedly. "This fight is against the family, not the police; keep calm," he grudgingly answered, puffing out smoke with his eyes still closed. "Let me know when he gets here," he gleaned as he put his feet to sleep on the shelf. "I think he’s here, boss; you can’t sleep now; you were miserably up all night," another guard spoke up. "Let him in; I am up!" He jumped down from the glass shelf. "Ouch—I almost hurt myself," he dusted the cloth, ripping off the seal with caution rope tied around the stuff in his way. " Old friend! Artur0!!!" He roared, shaking hands with him. He invited him o
The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) WEAK
AT DON SILVERRIO’S APARTMENT. The sky was clear and almost sunset when Brandon and Madrigal stepped out of the mansion; they got to Don Silverrio’s very early. " My father is sleeping; go back!" Fidellin scored rudely as he ordered his men to kick them out. "Did you make her run away!" he flared asking Brandon. He had just gotten off the call from Esmeralda about Vanessa." What do you mean? I don’t understand it," Brandon asked him, humbly resting on the door. "Hey—who’s at the door? Why is there so much noise?" Don Silverrio yelled from the window in his office. " Hey partner—you wouldn’t let me in; should I go back?" Brandon asked, yelling in response. " How dare you threaten an old man in his house? You’re despicable, Brandon!" Fidelin arched bracingly. "No! Come up, please," Don Silverrio commanded. Fidelin was forced to open the door for the both of them. "Find your way!" He walked out on them violently. "Funny—is Vanessa really not the boss? How will you spea
The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) LAST HELP
AT THE GLASS HOUSE. "He really tried to make me bow to Brandon again!" Fredrick frowned deeply in thought as he grilled the meat they were going to eat. "Look at him, using me like a slave when I have the words that could send him to the floor where he belongs," he groaned, galling at Andallio vilely. He was chewing on the grilled meat alongside the bit** frolicking with him on the seat."You just wait until I get what I want—I’ll put you where you belong!" he breathed. " Hey—you’re burning it already! Is your mind here?" Lamar slapped his hands and took over. " Ain't you weak and beaten? I don’t care, bro, just get out." Fredrick pushed him. Lamar lost his balance as his wounds still hadn't healed, and he fell to the ground." What the hechk? Can’t you guys see I am having fun? Get out of here!" Andallio yelled at them. He ordered his chef to take over from Fredrick. " You’re so useless, what about the elder? How many more times do you need, huh?" Andallio asked him b
The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge) TWO IDENTITIES FOR THE KING
GOLD INC. PRIME. BRANDON. "Is Esmeralda at work? She left home very early; our men followed her but the house she went to was empty," Brandon asked Madrigal worriedly. "Boss, Vanessa will be fine. She must just be going through a lot; Esmeralda was meant to have brought her there," Madrigal responded, looking through the window. "Hello, is Miss Isagani at work?" Brandon called her office. "She came hurriedly and left the same way." What are you up to Esmeralda? Please don’t do anything stupid. Brandon pondered. He took his cellphone and called Vanessa repeatedly, texting her to call him when she didn’t respond. "What if someone has her? Let’s connect the dot, I don’t want to take any chances," Brandon said to Madrigal. Marcellus joined them on the table, holding a face with a light happy face. "What’s with that face man? The last time you were grumpy as hell, I told you to trust me," Brandon said to him mockingly pulling his cheeks and scattering his newly gel
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