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It was morning and a new day. Arianna had woken up so early and got dressed for work, and prepared breakfast for both Jessica and Brandon. The maids had already resumed work today. Arianna went upstairs to wake up Jessica for breakfast. She brushed her teeth and came downstairs to join her mom for breakfast. Arianna and Jessica are seen in the dining area eating when Brandon came down the stairs, all dressed for work, and joined them. “Mom, I was thinking you should resume your position as the new COO,” Brandon said “What? No! What about Hannah?” Arianna asked “I think she should step down for the now and you should take over for the good of the company, till we are able to fix the issues on ground” Brandon said “No, I can’t honey. Hannah and you are going to fix whatever is going on in the company, that position of the COO is hers and no one else “ Arianna said and just then they caught a glimpse of Grandma Elizabeth climbing down the stairs while cat walking. She was putting o
It was morning and Hannah had woken up feeling so tired. She and the kids had to put everything in order at their new house, so they slept late. She stood up from the bed and walked inside the bathroom, brushed her teeth, and took her bath. She then went downstairs to prepare breakfast for the kids. After she was done, she went upstairs to the kid's room, luckily they were already awake. She helped them take their bath and get dressed for school. They ate breakfast and she went to drop them off at school. After which she went back home and got dressed. She was going to resume as the COO of Colby co, but the fact that she and Brandon are not on good terms doesn’t mean she should give up her position in the company. He stated in the contract that whatever is his, is also hers. So far, he hasn’t signed the divorce paper yet, whatever he owns, was also hers, she thought as she got dressed. Besides, before he signs the divorce paper, she plans on making Brandon’s life hell.She made su
Try me and see” she said and with that, she walked out of the office.Immediately, she walked out of the office Liam walked in. “Why didn’t you tell me she was in my office?” Brandon asked immediately after Liam walked in. “I tried telling you but you said you weren’t in the mood to talk, “ Liam said and Brandon sighed softly. “Did she forgive you?” Liam asked “No, but she said she would only allow me to see the kids but that doesn’t mean she forgives me. It’s still progress, right? Gradually, I know I will win her heart again, it might only take time” Brandon said and Liam nodded in response. “What do I have on my schedule today?” Brandon asked “A board meeting by 12pm and a meeting with Mr. Holland by 2pm, he’s willing to meet and discuss business terms with you.He’s from New York City. Mrs Colby lived there before so she should know how to convince him to agree to our business terms, so you would be going with her” Liam said and Brandon nodded in response. ****** At Colby’s
Hannah opened her eyes in shock as she saw Brandon Colby, kneeling in front of her asking for her forgiveness.“I’m sorry Hannah, I’m sorry I hurt you, It was my 24th birthday. I was drugged and placed in the same room with you, I couldn’t control myself. I am so sorry Hannah, it’s my fault, I am sorry, please forgive me” Brandon said and Hannah stared at him without saying a word.Her looks softened as she stared at him. She didn’t know the full story, he was a victim too. He was drugged and didn’t know what he was doing, Hannah thought as she stared at him. She looked away from him immediately. “You should stand up. This is an office and anyone can walk in at any minute. You do not want your workers to see you kneeling” Hannah said, looking away from Brandon. “I do not care if anyone sees me. All I want is for you to forgive me” Brandon said and hannah bit her lips nervously. “Fine, I’ll forgive you on one condition, “ Hannah said and Brandon wondered what condition it was. “W
He then tried the date and luckily, it opened. Liam sighed softly and was about to open the locker when the door burst open revealing Hannah. Hannah had come to look for Brandon because she was told they would be going for a meeting at 2 pm and it was just eighteen minutes to 2 pm. No matter how much she was angry at him, she wouldn’t let what she feels get in the way of business. “Where’s Brandon?” Hannah asked as she stared at Liam who was opening Brandon’s locker when she walked in. She wondered what he was searching for in the locker, maybe Brandon had sent him to bring out something from the locker, besides he’s his PA, she thought.“He’s in his car, he asked you to meet him at his car outside,” Liam said looking nervous. Hannah nodded and gave him a weird look before walking out of the office. Liam sighed softly and exhaled deeply. “That was close,” he thought and then opened the locker and brought out what was inside, it was just a few bundles of money and a key. “Shit!”
Chapter 113“Now, you're going to apologize to my wife,” Brandon said as he dragged him towards Hannah and made him kneel in front of her.“I’m sorry Hannah, I’m sorry” Holland begged and Hannah sighed before walking away. Brandon let go of Holland and kicked him. “Don’t you dare threaten me again” he said and with that, he walked away. Immediately he got outside the restaurant, he met Hannah standing beside his car, looking so furious.“Was that necessary? I would have dealt with him myself “ she said and Brandon shrugged. “Yes, it was. He fucking touched you, you are mine and no one is allowed to touch you” Brandon said and Hannah stared at him weirdly. “You know what? The both of us, it's a no, it can never work out, I would advise you stop thinking about it” Hannah said and Brandon hummed and moved towards Hannah a bit, while staring deep inside her eyes. “Say that again,” he said and Hannah pushed him away and hopped inside the car closing the door. Brandon sighed softly and
Chapter 114Meanwhile, A black car screeched to a halt in front of a hotel. Jessica alighted the car and walked inside the Hotel.Immediately she walked in, a female receptionist walked towards her. “You are Miss Jessica right?” The receptionist asked and Jessica nodded in response. “Come with me, Mr. Jeff asked me to bring you to him when you arrive,” the receptionist said and Jessica nodded in response and trailed behind her. They got to a room and the receptionist planted a soft knock on the door, the door creaked open and Jeff walked out. Jessica turned to the receptionist and smiled at her, then she walked away. Both of them then walked inside the room.“Hey” Jeff muttered and Jessica smiled as she sat on the couch. “You said you needed to see me, so I had to book this hotel for us to talk,” Jeff said calmly like a gentleman. “Yeah,” Jessica said as she stared at Jeff. She was the one who had called Jeff that she wanted to speak with him. She felt she had made a mistake be
Chapter 115A black car screeched to a halt in front of Hannah’s house.Hannah and the kids alighted the car. The drive was silent all through, no one said a word to each other. Immediately, they alighted the car and walked inside the mansion, they walked to their room. Hannah stood and watched them.She decided to go to the kitchen and prepare the kid’s favorite. Just as she was about to enter the kitchen, she heard her phone ringing tone. It was a strange number calling. She answered the phone call and then she heard Brandon’s voice. “Brandon! How the hell did you get my number?” She asked surprised. She had changed her number to a new one some days back. “It doesn’t matter. I just wanted to know if you arrived home safely” Brandon said and Hannah hummed. “Since when do you care if I arrive home safely?, well, yes I did” She said as she walked inside the kitchen. “What’s the problem? You don’t sound okay!” Brandon asked in a concerned tone “The kids, they are sad. They are f
Lucas had left the room to make some calls, leaving Hannah and Teresa alone in the dimly lit space. The air between them was thick with unspoken thoughts, with grief and frustration too heavy to voice.Teresa watched Hannah closely. She looked hollow—her eyes distant, her shoulders sagging under a weight no one could carry for her.“You okay?” Teresa finally asked.Hannah blinked and turned her head, forcing a weak smile. “Yeah.”Teresa hummed in response, clearly unconvinced. She reached into her pocket, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it with a practiced ease. Smoke curled in the air between them.“Do you smoke?” she asked, offering one toward Hannah.Hannah shook her head. “No. I never have.”Teresa chuckled, taking a long drag before exhaling. “Figures.”Silence stretched between them, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. It was the silence of two women who understood each other—different, yet bound by shared pain.“My mother-in-law used to hate me too,” Teresa murmured suddenly, he
Teresa sat in the back of a dimly lit bar, the scent of cigarette smoke and aged whiskey thick in the air. The place was quiet, the kind of underground haunt where no one asked questions, where secrets were currency, and where a person could disappear if they weren’t careful.She checked the time on her phone. Her contact was late.Across the table, Hannah fidgeted with the glass of water in front of her, her expression distant, lost in thoughts she wasn’t ready to speak out loud. Lucas sat beside her, his gaze locked on the entrance, his tension palpable.When the door finally creaked open, Teresa’s eyes narrowed as a tall, wiry man entered, his leather jacket scuffed and his face shadowed with stubble. He scanned the room before spotting her and sauntering over.“You’re late, Marco,” Teresa said, her voice edged with impatience.The man—Marco Ruiz—grinned as he slid into the seat across from her. “Good to see you too, Provenzano. You know how it is—hard to stay alive in this busines
Hannah stood in the dimly lit warehouse, her fingers clenched into fists at her sides. The stale scent of dust and oil filled the air, mingling with the cold fear settling deep in her stomach. The warehouse was one of many they had searched in the last twenty-four hours, but this one felt different. The moment she stepped inside, a weird sensation crawled over her skin, like a presence lingering just out of sight.Lucas moved beside her, scanning the rows of crates stacked high against the walls. His jaw was tight, his frustration barely concealed beneath his calm exterior. Teresa stood a few steps ahead, gun in hand, her eyes sharp as she surveyed their surroundings. They had all hoped—desperately—that this search would yield something more than dead ends and half-truths. But as the minutes ticked by, that hope was slipping.Brandon had vanished without a trace.Every lead they had followed led to nothing. Every whisper, every clue, every trail had been a carefully crafted illus
The night was thick with silence, the kind that felt like a living, breathing thing, pressing in on them as they stood at the edge of the abandoned docks. The stench of salt and rust filled the air, mixing with something darker—the unmistakable scent of blood.Teresa’s fingers curled around the handle of her gun as she scanned the area, her pulse drumming hard against her ribs. Her father was dead. That chapter of her life was over. But this? This wasn’t over. Not until she had him.Not until she had Brandon and brought him back to his family.“We should’ve heard something by now,” Hannah whispered, her voice tight with restrained panic.Teresa didn’t answer. She was thinking the same thing.The lead had been solid. Brandon had been held here—multiple sources confirmed it. The docks had been his prison. But as they stood here, surrounded by crates and shadows, the truth settled like ice in her veins.Brandon wasn’t here.And the blood on the floor was still fresh.Teresa crouched do
Teresa barely had a second to react before the door to her office swung open. The moment her eyes landed on the man standing there, a cold shiver ran down her spine. Her father.Bernardo Provenzano. The man she had once idolized. The man she had spent her entire life trying to please.And now, the man she had just betrayed.He stepped inside with a slow, deliberate pace, shutting the door behind him. The soft click of the lock sent her heart into overdrive.“Oh, my little princess,” he murmured, his voice filled with mock tenderness. But his eyes… they were filled with nothing but hatred.Teresa’s hands gripped the arms of her chair, knuckles turning white. Fear slithered through her veins, but she refused to let it show.“How disappointing,” he continued, shaking his head as if she were a child who had misbehaved. “I thought you were different. Better. Not like your mother.”Teresa inhaled sharply.His mother.For years, she had believed the lie—that her mother had been killed by a r
The beeping of machines was the only sound filling the hospital room. Jessica lay on the hospital bed, her skin deathly pale, her chest barely rising under the weight of the oxygen mask secured over her face. Wires and tubes connected her to the machines, keeping her alive, but just barely.Hannah stood frozen in the doorway, unable to move. The doctor’s words still rang in her ears, cutting deeper than any wound ever could.“She has a five percent chance of survival,” the doctor had said, his voice clinical, detached. “She lost too much blood, and the delay in medical care worsened her condition. We’re doing everything we can, but you need to prepare for the worst.”The worst.Hannah clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms. This was her fault. If she hadn’t suggested they escape… if she had just listened, just stayed put, Jessica wouldn’t be lying here, fighting for her life.And Brandon…A fresh wave of pain hit her. He was gone. Taken. She had watched him surrender himsel
The river had given them a chance, but it hadn’t given them freedom.Brandon collapsed onto the muddy shore, gasping for air. His limbs ached from the relentless current, but he didn’t have time to recover. Jessica.Lucas dragged her up the embankment, his breathing ragged. She was completely unconscious now, her body limp in his arms. The river had sapped whatever strength she had left. Her wound was bad—too bad. If they didn’t get her help soon…No. He couldn’t think like that.“Teresa,” Brandon barked, snapping back into survival mode. “Where’s the nearest hospital?”Teresa, still soaking wet, flipped open her laptop with shaking hands. Water dripped onto the screen, but she didn’t stop. “There’s one about six miles south,” she said breathlessly. “But there’s a problem.”Brandon exhaled sharply. “There’s always a problem.”Teresa gave him a grim look. “Bernardo’s men will have every major road blocked. They’re already watching the airspace. If we head to that hospital, they’ll find
The cave was damp and cold, the scent of moss and river water clinging to the air. Shadows stretched across the rocky walls, their flickering shapes cast by the distant glow of searchlights cutting through the trees outside. They had barely made it out alive.But they weren’t safe.Brandon pressed his back against the jagged rock, listening. Boots crunched against gravel just beyond the entrance. The soldiers were closing in. They had minutes—maybe seconds—before the cave was compromised.Lucas sat against the far wall, pressing his hand against Jessica’s wound. She was slipping fast, her skin pale, her lips trembling.“I can stop the bleeding, but not for long,” Teresa said, her voice tight with urgency. “But she needs real help, Brandon.”Brandon looked at Jessica’s barely conscious form, then at Hannah, who was up beside Teresa, shaking from the cold,she looked so pale. He had promised to protect her. He had promised to protect all of them.He clenched his fists. Promises meant not
The night was supposed to be theirs. They had escaped, survived impossible odds, and left Bernardo bleeding on the cold ground. But fate had other plans.They wondered how come he was alive. They had witnessed him go on his knees, blood all over him.The deafening roar of helicopter blades grew louder, sending shockwaves through Brandon’s chest. The floodlights cut through the dense trees, slicing through the shadows that had once been their cover. The tracker beneath the seat blinked like a taunting heartbeat—steady, unrelenting, and damning.Teresa’s fingers flew over her laptop, her breath ragged. “I need time,” she muttered, panic lacing her voice.“We don’t have time,” Lucas growled, yanking a rifle from the back. “They’re here.”Jessica shifted, barely conscious, her breathing uneven. Hannah took a deep breathe while having a second thoughts.Maybe she should just surrender herself to Bernardo and all this would be over. But Brandon here would rather die than watch her go back