Brielle was almost crying when she arrived at the prison yard. She was told that Alex had been transferred again and she crumpled into tears. There was a reason she knew that she had been deceived. A few people didn't want to acknowledge that there was a possibility that there was a mistake in the identification process. "You can't just keep transferring him without allowing me to see him. That's not how works unless you're just fraudsters who are parading as responsible lots which I am beginning to doubt." She chuckled softly. "Do you know what this is?" Nikki stepped in. "You have no right, I repeat no right at all to transfer her without her permission. It's pure madness to do that. If you would have honored the invitation by the court by now, then you would know that there's a remedy for all of these. Do you have any ulterior motive for doing these? I van bey that you don't want to go to jail because of this offensive." She faced General Nathan. Nathan loved the challenge th
Martin's phone rang loudly piercing through the stillness and he had no choice than to rise quickly. "Hello," he muttered before rolling his eyes. He was trying his hardest to make sure that he was able to pick that call immediately. He didn't want a situation where he would be disturbed no matter how disturbed he was "I didn't know that you had been calling." Brielle turned toward Nikki who nodded softly and she sighed. "I'm sorry for calling, it wasn't my intention at all but I couldn't resist. Are you busy? I really want to have a conversation with you. I don't know if you mind." He raised his brows a few centimeters, trying to understand why they thought that it might bother him. "Do you want me to come over now? Why do you think that it would bother me? You're supposed to call me at whim. Just tell me the date and time and I will show up." Martins replied, making her a bit confused. Brielle hummed warily, she didn't know what to believe. This wasn't how she expected him to be
"I'm sorry gentlemen, I wasn't supposed to call this meeting on such a short notice but it is important due to the things, I'll call them rumors circulating, trying to destroy our company name." Liam began the next day in the boardroom.A certain blogger had gone around speaking all manner of wrong things about him. He had paid someone to take care of the faceless coward he still wanted to save face on the front. "So, I know that a few people might have seen the news... Yes?" He drawled and a few of the partners nodded. "Exactly what I thought. Now, that's what I call sabotage in business. It's obvious that they are concerned with making sure that nobody believes me anymore. It's a method of tarnishing one's image to fit their bill. I won't dance to anyone's tune so if they so please, they can go ahead to keep running their gossip mills." Mr. Bart stared at Liam carefully. He didn't think that it was totally false however he kept his thoughts to him
.Brielle sighed softly before looking into the eyes of the people she felt were her allies. Her head cocked sideways as she drummed her pen on the edge of her seat. "I know that you all are busy but there's something that I want to discuss with you, I don't just know you might receive it. Last week, I had a thought, so I want to inform you about it." She began.Martins and Nikki shared a glance before looking at her. Martins studied his boss's wife. She was distraught and tiredness was visible all over her face. It reminded him of probably a wounded lion that was trying to recuperate. That might be too lame for her though."Yeah, so we are going to talk about my husband's imprisonment. I am not comfortable with the way he's been treated like a criminal. I've gotten to realize that no one can save him except me so I am willing to further my investigation." She explained.They stared at her as though she didn't know what she was saying and she didn't bother to clarify.Martins, who had
The thrill of adventure pushes Sean to call Brielle the next morning. "Hey, babe. It's been long time since we spoke. Are you okay now?" Brielle looked at her phone and stared at Nikki who was now camping at her house, commuting to and fro her house. "I don't know who this is. Who are you ?" She replied with a bite in her voice. He didn't feel deterred by her response because he knew that women always acted that way especially when they didn't like the said person, it was just a way for them to dissuade the person from calling them. "I don't know... Who did you give your number to?" Brielle sighed angrily, she really didn't have the time nor energy to go through all of these with someone who was clearly not serious with her. Why would someone be calling just to be a pest in her life? "You don't want me to know who you are, Mr. Caller. I don't have time for this nonsense. It's either you state your identity or get lost." She snapped. It was obviously someone who had a lot of
Liam sauntered into the restaurant and quickly scanned the area to see the man he was supposed to meet sitting across and tapping his feet on the ground as someone who had no care in the world but he knew that it was a total lie and anyone who fell for that was going to be in big soup."My man, how are you doing today!" He called cheerfully even though he didn't feel it. He hated Sean and Brock but had to pretend till the saga was over. There was no way that he was going to allow them to strike him. "Yo! Come over here!" Sean replied, matching his energy. They both stared at each other like hawks, yet pretended to be on good terms. "I don't know why you are just arriving. Your friend just left." "Well, I had something important to tidy up before rushing out here. You said you wanted to see me for something special. I'm here now, what's the matter?" "I need you to help me drug Brielle. We need to have a piece of evidence against her so that the blackmail plan can go through. I won'
Martins looked up when he saw that Brielle was coming in. He hissed lowly as he wondered why she was here."Good morning, ma'am. I didn't think you could come here." He spoke softly but she saw beyond his calm demeanor that he wasn't in any way pleased with her presence."Oh, really... I didn't know that you were going to be here, I heard that you don't come to work lately. Is there any problem at all?" "No, there isn't but I believe that you're here to seek one, seeing your stance," Martins replied, this time not pretending to be on her side at all Brielle gestured to a seat. "May I? Even if you don't want me here." She replied and he stared at her, before offering her a curt nod. That told her everything that she needed to know. "I didn't think that you wanted to be associated with the business seeing that it could be hard for the common man to comprehend." Brielle's fake smile faded. She wasn't in the mood for that nonsense this time around. "I am not here for jokes Martins. I
“I hate her guts so much,” Martins yelled to no one in particular as he paced around his office with a Cold glare plastered on his face.His countenance was so cold that veins could be seen popping out of his head. He walked around angrily, he seemed restless and he was scared after she left. He knew what she could do and he didn’t want to wait to find out. “Who does she think she is?” He thought to himself in disgust.Going against him wasn’t a very good thing to do because he was going to react. After all, he didn’t want to be walked over by anyone.He paced around still wondering what he was going to do, he was restless and he was pissed. He wanted to teach her a lesson as soon as possible, so she’d understand that he’s not one to be messed with.He walked over to his seat and sat down relaxing gently on the chair with a huge black desk in front of him. He gently stroked his chin with a cold glare plastered on his face.He recollected he and Briella and just the thought of her gut