"I don't have time to make deals with you, i have to go to the company" Brandon said to Mia and she scoffed.
"Really? Okay" Mia said and turned. Her back was now facing Brandon.
"What do you want?" Brandon asked her.
"A blank cheque" Mia said and Brandon smiled, making him more cute.
"A blank cheque?" He couldn't believe what she just said.
"You won't get any cheque" he added and she sucked her upper lips."I was just joking, i don't want that....I want to go to a friend's party this night and dad also wants me to attend a business party with him this same night" She said and he furrowed his brows.
"What do you want me to do?" Brandon asked.
"Just persuade Beatrice to go with dad, she's like his daughter because she's your wife....."
"She's not my wife yet" Brandon corrected.
"Sorry, because she's going to become your wife soon. I want her to go with dad, while i go to the party" She informed and Brand
Beatrice tried to ignored the stares she received as she walked forward for the dance. Brandon and her took their places and waited for the soft flow of music. The music started and both of them bowed before beginning the dance.Brandon placed his hand on her back while Beatrice placed hers on his shoulder. Their gazed remained locked with each other.Their free hands met with each other, together they danced to the sound of the music.Beatrice faked a smile, same with Brandon. He moved left and she also moved left, he twirled her around and they continued dancing.Beatrice stared at his handsome face, it was then she saw that he was so handsome."It's all a pretense, stop staring at me like that" He whispered to her as they moved to the other side of the dancing floor."I know" Beatrice replied, still smiling.Everyone watched the dance keenly, it was so nice and romantic, unknowingly
Brandon couldn't believe what she just said, was she kidding or what?"I know you must be shocked at what i said, but it's true.... I want us to be friends because we are going to here for one month and not talking to each other is gonna be boring." Am not your enemy Brandon, i was forced to get married to you, the least i could do is trying to be happy, so let's be friends""We can also have a divorce after some time" She added.The "divorce" part got Brandon and that was the part that interested him."A divorce" He muttered."It sounds interesting, a divorce would do" He said and walked away, heading to the room.Beatrice dipped her hand in her hair and walked behind him.Brandon laid on the bed and covered himself with the duvet."Are you just gonna sleep like that?" Beatrice asked and he stood up."Do you want us to do what couples do on their wedding night?" Brandon asked and Beatrice eyes wi
Although Brandon was hungry,but to him eating the food was like stooping so low.He walked to the bathroom and freshen up, he quickly put on an orange shirt and an orange short- it was a complete outfit.He made a call to the customer service and ordered for food. The food arrived after some time of waiting, he couldn't even finish the food."Where did she go" He asked himself, immediately he noticed that Beatrice was no where to be found.Brandon stood up and headed to the kitchen, only to see Beatrice sitting on the floor- her two hands were wrapped around her legs, she was crying.It was a touching sight, Brandon wondered the reason she was crying, he wanted to walk away but he didn't.He walked closer to her and touched her shoulder, she quickly wiped her tears.Although she was shocked, but that wasn't her problem."Why...why...Gosh!" Brandon couldn't bring himself to ask the question, he was
Her curves were revealed in the blue gown, she twirled around the mirror and a smile of satisfaction found its way to her face.She wasn't told the occasion, so she put on a gown.After arranging her hair with some hair clips, she wore a black heels - not that she didn't have any other colours of heels, black was her favorite.She gave Brandon a stare and she saw that he was busy with one of his phones.He was dressed in a blue sleeve and a black jeans, the first two buttons were open and Beatrice wondered why he always did that.Wait!She just noticed something; he was also putting a blue shirt, same colour with her gown."It isn't my fault, i didn't know, i just randomly picked a gown and it turned out to be blue" She assured herself and picked her bag."I am ready" She said and he fixed his gaze at her.She thought he was gonna query her for wearing a blue gown, but he didn't, he ju
Jane made a call to Brandon, but he didn't take his calls - after calling for the fifth time, someone picked the call."Brandon i want us to meet now!" She said in a strict tone."Ummm......Sorry, this isn't Brandon on the line, it's his wife" She heard a voice - she figured out it was Beatrice."Oh, you are the bitch he got married to" Jane said and the next thing she heard made her angry."Am his wife and you who are you? You must be his mistress, right?. Aren't you ashame, if he really loves you then he wouldn't have gotten married to me, he's just toiling with you" Jane heard her say and the call went disconnected.What?A mistress?Toiling with me?How dare she say those words to me?Jane threw the phone away, she scattered the vase and broke her mirror."No!"*******Beatrice felt proud about putting her in her place. She turned around and saw Brandon staring at her.When did he
She covered herself with the duvet as tears rolled down her cheeks, she placed her head on the pillow and took a deep breath.Beatrice was no longer in the garage but her room. The video was a video of Brandon and a lady making out.A married man!What the heck???She was shocked and surprised at herself. Why was she crying?They were forced, not that they love each other."He's married for crying out loud! Even if he doesn't respect me he should respect himself" She sobbed.After some time of crying over Brandon she wiped her tears and stood up from the bed."I don't care if he sleeps with all the girls in France, all I want is money and am gonna get it" She assured herself and walked to the door.Beatrice opened the door only to see Brandon standing outside - he was also trying to open the door."What are you doing here?" She asked him with so much hatred sounding in her voice."It's my
Mrs Veronica Emerson removed her spectacles as she stepped out of the car. Her son Dave also came out of the car using the other door. "Sweet home" Dave muttered. The guards rushed to the boot and took their bags in. Mrs Veronica smiled in satisfaction as she walked into the living room. "Just as we left it". "Where is everyone?" She asked. "The trip was so stressful, no wonder Brandon hates traveling" Dave lamented. "I don't fucking care, all I care about is my company, I need every details of what happened while I was away" She said. "Hey" She called a maid. The maid rushed to meet her. Everyone knew she was short tempered and they didn't want to get on her bad side. "Welcome home ma'am and sir" The maid greeted both of them with smiles on her face. "Thanks. Inform the chefs, I am organizing a dinner party. You know what to do right?" "Yes ma'am" The maid bowed and walked out, heading to the kitchen probably to inform the other maids. "Mum" Mia called as she
The kiss was so intense and passionate. Brandon reciprocated the kiss, their tongue interlocked with each other.He drew her closed to him. Her boobs pressing against his chest and eyes closed.The sound of the phone ringing made them quickly disengaged- it was Brandon's phone ringing.Beatrice lowered her gaze to the floor immediately, she didn't know what made her do it.Regret was written on both their faces. But why do something when you know you'd regret it later?"I... I...am.... sorry" Beatrice stuttered. "I was just overwhelmed with joy and all""Shit" Brandon cursed. He brought out his phone from his pocket and checked the caller.It was his mum calling - Mrs Veronica Emerson."Anyways, the chocolates aren't from me, it was from Mia. She said you guys made something like a deal and she owes you some chocolates" Brandon said to Beatrice."But......""Te
Mia, Cade and Trisha were watching a movie in the sitting room, when all of a sudden Trisha stood up."I will be back aunt, I need to go see mum. I want to talk to her" Trisha informed."Okay, pretty" Mia said and Trisha walked away. She moved her gaze from the TV to stare at Cade."Hmm, are you okay?" She asked when she noticed his mood."I don't know" Cade muttered and ruffled his hair.Mia bit her lips, she stood from where she was sitting and went to sit on the couch Cade was sitting.She took his hands on hers and then stared at him."Talk to me" She urged."Even if it would hurt you?" He asked and Mia didn't know when she let go of his hands."What? How is it going to hurt me?" She asked curiously."I am thinking about her" He replied."Who? Your girlfriend?"."She ended it all, she broke up with me... I feel I am destined to be heartbroken always" He didn't let the te
Michael wasn't planning to shoot her, he just wanted to make her scared.Even if he wanted to get rid of her, he won't do it in the hotel where it would raise suspicions.The door opened in a loud bang and federal agents rushed in. They were more than ten.Micheal quickly brought the gun he was pointing at her head. He was literally surprised to see those agents. Why did they come?.He was still questioning himself when he saw Sarah and Clark admist the agents."I am sorry, dad" Sarah muttered to him with tears in her eyes.The agents all pointed their gun at him and surrounded him.It was now making sense to Micheal."We have been ordered to bring you to Italy,,, you have to come with us" One of them said.Micheal became dumbfounded. There was no way out.He kept the gun on the floor and lifted his hands up. He cast a glare at Mirabel, then at Sarah.&n
Beatrice angrily walked into the house. She had gone to Mr Emerson's house and the agents scanned her before allowing her in.Some of them couldn't help but wonder what was going on with her,,,because the way she walking was as if she was going for a war.She walked into the sitting room and there she met him reading a book."Whatever business you have with your brother, settle it and free us from his threats!" She said, with so much anger in her voice.Mr Emerson dropped the book on the table, and gave her his attention.The security guards had already informed him about her arrival.His brother?For a moment he was taken aback,,,how did she find out?"Calm down, Beatrice" He said calmly."So everything that happened is because of you, you are responsible for all our misfortunes" She yelled."How did you come to know about it?" He asked."That doesn't matter, all t
Beatrice came out of the bathroom and didn't see Brandon in the room.She had changed into one of Brandon's bathrobe and a towel was tied around her hair. She sat on the bed and started thinking."I don't know if I am making the right choice right now, like seriously did I do the right thing forgiving him?Well, it wasn't his fault tho, it absolutely wasn't. I am afraid the person who framed me might do something bad now that we are back together, and also I am curious to know what Brandon's dad is hiding. I should probably call him"She searched around and didn't see her phone, that was when it dawned on her that she had forgotten it in Brandon's car."And where on earth is Brandon" She muttered and stood up.She walked to the door and held the handle, she was about opening it when it opened and Brandon walked in."Speak of the devil, here you are".Brandon smiled, he walked in
A goodbye kiss" She repeated."I don't understand...Are you leaving or something, did I offend you, are you angry because I pretended to..." Brandon was so anxious."No, Brandon. It's just that I can't stay here, I can't be with you,,,at least not now" She told him, the last part was muttered to herself, she could only hear it."But why? I already apologised, I know i was a dickhead but I have changed, I will do my best to make you and Trisha happy, just don't leave" He begged."Your dad, he...Actually he told me not to tell you this, but I think you should know. I overheard him talking to someone on the phone, he said..." She paused, she didn't think it was right to say it because she had made a promise not to tell anyone."He said what?" Brandon asked curiously."Nothing, afterall a promise is a promise. But you should be careful out there, and please take care of yourself. I don't want my daughter to become fatherless"."That
Pearl got to the hotel, she walked into the room and there she saw him waiting for her, he was standing near the window, staring at space."Bonjour" She greeted and bowed.Michael turned, he stared at her and smile."How loyal you are to come immediately I called, I am impressed" He said to her."My pleasure" Pearl replied."You must be wondering why I suddenly called, right?"."Is it obvious" Pearl chuckled."Very. Now listen, I want you to do something for me... Whenever you are going anywhere with Mr Emerson, please always text me the address of where you are going to, especially if it deals with business meetings" He explained."May I ask the reason?"."I am afraid not"."Then I can't and won't. It's my job to protect him, not to share his location to people"."Are you going against my order?" Micheal frowned."Of course not, it's just that I can't. At least tell me a good reason, or go mee
People didn't expect to see the CEO kneel on the floor, they didn't.Brandon didn't want to give up, he loved her so much and was ready to do anything to earn her forgiveness.So when she didn't want to reply him, he went down on his knees."I just want to hear it from you that you've forgiven me" He muttered."This is serious...What is going on...Why is he kneeling before her?...Did he offend her...I can't just believe this...The lady is so lucky, it is normally hard for celebrities to do this in public..." Comments were heard and cameras were clicking. Beatrice blinked her lashes so fast, she didn't expect him to behave that way."Brandon, this is...this is embarrassing" She said to him."I am willing to get embarrassed, please forgive me" He begged, tears came out of his eyes.It was so emotional that some fans didn't know when tears came out of their eyes.Trisha wiped her tears with her palm
Mirabel stood at a distance and watched how Mrs Helen and her husband drove into the compound."I can do this" She muttered and walked towards the gate and pressed the bell button.The entrance gate opened and the security man walked out."Looking for someone?" He asked her."Just tell them Mirabel is here" She told the man."But...okay" The man walked inside and later returned to open the gate for her.Mirabel was allowed in, she was directed to the sitting room and there she met them."This unexpected visit of yours is actually scaring me. Why have you come back?" Mrs Helen asked."I see you are now better. Beatrice is just so dumb that she didn't ask herself why her blood didn't match with yours, I guess it's for the better" Mirabel said and smiled."So you have been spying on us?" Mr Alexander asked, with his brows furrowed."You video called me two days ago but you didn't tell me you will come visiting"
Mummy what are you talking about? we have to go meet daddy, he's hurt."Beatrice ignored Trisha's words, she kept the passport in her bag and closed her laptop.She was still arranging some stuffs when the door suddenly opened.Two ladies walked in, they were dressed in suit."Who are you" Beatrice asked them, she quickly dragged Trisha closer to her."I am agent Pearl" One of them introduced. "We don't want to waste your time, so let's get straight to the point. Mr Emerson sent us to bring you and your daughter to him" She told Beatrice."Didn't he tell you the reason?" Beatrice further asked."According to what just happened to his son, he wants to make sure you are both okay, that's what he told us. Please come with us, we have no time" The other lady replied.Beatrice thought for a while, she knew it wasn't right to trust the ladies in front of her; what if they were kidnappers or imp