Her shock must have been evident on her face, for Taylor leaned in closer, concern etched on her features. "Hey, Kinsey, is everything alright?" she asked, her voice filled with worry.Kinsey tore her gaze away from Blair and forced a smile, though her thoughts were still in turmoil. "Yeah, I'm fine," she replied, her voice strained. "Just... surprised to see someone I know working here. Let's go," she held Taylor's hand to dismiss the topic.Kinsey's heart went out to Blair, despite their past animosity. She still feels compassion for Blair, especially ending up in a place like this, surrounded by potential dangers. She knew exactly how it feels working with the elite who could abuse you anytime they wanted."Kinsey," Karl exclaimed upon seeing Kinsey nearing their table. He smiled warmly at Kinsey, his eyes filled with admiration. "I'm really going to miss working with you Kinsey," he said, his voice tinged with sincerity. "You've been such a good friend of mine."Kinsey returned hi
As Kinsey engaged in conversation with her colleagues, oblivious to the deceit unfolding around her, Blair watched from the shadows with a smug satisfaction. The small red box containing the diamond ring lay hidden within Kinsey's bag, a ticking time bomb of deception waiting to explode.With each passing moment, Blair's anticipation grew, relishing the impending moment of Kinsey's downfall. Kinsey didn't notice when she slipped the small red box with a diamond ring on it in Kinsey's bag earlier when they were talking."This is what you get for refusing to help us when we needed it the most, Kinsey," Blair murmured. "Your useless husband wouldn't be of any help tonight," she added, gritting her teeth.Kinsey's heart skipped a beat as she glanced at the box, confusion clouding her features as she struggled to comprehend how the ring had found its way into her possession. Her mind raced with questions, her thoughts swirling in a whirlwind of disbelief and apprehension.Meanwhile, Blair
"Kinsey, since we have just met. What do you think about having dinner with Brandon?" James asked politely, his interest in knowing his friend's wife, evident in his voice."Thank you for the invitation, James," Kinsey replied gratefully, her voice tinged with sincerity. "It would be wonderful to have dinner together. Brandon would be happy to know about this."James smiled warmly, his eyes reflecting genuine pleasure at Kinsey's acceptance. "I'm looking forward to it," he remarked, his tone warm with anticipation. "I'll make sure it's a memorable evening with you and Brandon."As they parted ways, Kinsey found herself approached by Karl and her co-workers. "How was it?" Karl asked, eager to hear the good news. He was rooting for Kinsey's innocence."Everything is good, I was proven innocent. It was captured on the CCTV how Blair put the small box in my bag," Kinsey said joyfully."I knew it," Taylor exclaimed. Their colleagues nodded in agreement except Sabrina. She had been pouting
Kinsey's heart skipped a beat at the sight of her husband, a rush of warmth flooding her chest as she took in his handsome features. "Not at all," she assured him, her voice soft with affection. "James was just telling me some stories about you."Brandon shot James a playful glare, his lips quirking into a grin. "I hope he's not sharing any embarrassing secrets," he joked, his eyes twinkling with mirth.James laughed, shaking his head in amusement. "Wouldn't dream of it," he replied, his tone light with humor. "Just reminiscing about the good old days."As the food was served Brandon placed the dish in front of Kinsey, he flashed her a tender smile, his eyes alight with affection. "I hope you like it," he murmured softly, his voice laced with warmth.Kinsey's cheeks flushed pink at his attentiveness, a shy smile gracing her lips. "It looks delicious, thank you," she replied gratefully, her heart fluttering at his gesture.James watched the exchange between them with amusement, a fond
Brandon couldn't help but smile at Kinsey's infectious enthusiasm, his heart swelling for his effort wasn't in vain. He personally asked people to prepare all the necessary things for his surprise to Kinsey. "It's beautiful, just like you," he murmured, his voice filled with adoration.Kinsey blushed, feeling the warmth on her cheeks. "Thank you, and so are you, hubby."Brandon grinned in happiness, and wasn't expecting Kinsey to call him hubby. As the fireworks illuminated the sky with bursts of color, Kinsey couldn't contain her excitement. She stood by the window, her eyes wide with wonder as she took in the breathtaking display."Brandon, look at that one! It's so beautiful!" Kinsey exclaimed, pointing to a particularly dazzling explosion of light.Brandon, standing behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close against his chest. "It's beautiful, perfect for the night," he murmured softly, his breath warm against her ear.Kinsey leaned back into his embrace, rev
After Karl left Quantum shop it seemed Kinsey's opportunities hadn't left her. She was chosen as a manager for a new project."Did you hear about Kinsey's new role as project manager?" Taylor asked some of their co-workers, visibly happy for her friend."Yeah, I heard. It's ridiculous," Sabrina said in disdain. "How does she deserve it when she's practically new here?" She added, her voice laced with resentment."Come on, Sabrina. Kinsey has proven herself in every project she's been involved in. She's hardworking and dedicated," Taylor defended Kinsey."Hardworking? Dedicated? Or just lucky to have COO Amelia's favor?" Sabrina said, skeptically, making some of their colleagues raise an eyebrow. But some agreed with Taylor's words. They believe Kinsey is a kind and hard-working woman just like everyone on the marketing team."That's not fair, Sabrina. Kinsey earned this opportunity through her skills and performance, not because of favoritism," Taylor said firmly."Oh, please. Amelia
Max noticed his boss was in a good mood as soon as he entered his office. He wondered if Brandon would stay in the same demeanor if he heard the not-so-good news about his wife."Max, is there anything urgent?" Brandon asked as Max came close to his desk."Boss, I need to talk to you about something," Max answered tensely."What is it, Max? Tell me," Brandon urged."It's about your wife, Kinsey. I've been noticing some things...," Max hesitated.Brandon glanced up as soon as he heard his wife's name. "What things?" He asked impatiently."Well, it seems like she's been getting gifts and messages from someone. And not just once, but regularly. It's starting to create a bit of a buzz around the office. Some of her co-workers even envy her," Max narrated.Brandon's anger gradually grew within him. "What kind of gifts? What kind of messages?""Flowers, chocolates, perfumes, notes... They're all quite... flattering. And it's not just here, Boss. It's happening outside of work too," Max said
"Brandon, please, you're scaring me," Kinsey pleaded as she held her chest.Bradon's demeanor softened a bit but deep inside, he was still upset about the situation. "I just can't stand seeing you get all this attention from other men. It drives me crazy.""Why did you have to throw the flowers away like that? They were a gift, and you didn't have to destroy them! We can just put them in a vase just like last night," Kinsey said, a little bit frustrated."I had every right, Kinsey! I'm your husband," Brandon defended. "This man's gesture was such a disrespect to me," he added, agitation laced his voice."Well, what about my feelings, Brandon? Do you think I enjoy getting these gifts and messages? It's making me uncomfortable too! But you don't have to disrespect me as well," Kinsey said, her voice rising.Brandon sighed, trying to calm down. "But it just feels like you're giving more importance to this mystery person than to me," he paused. "Kinsey, are you hiding something from me?"
Brandon and Kinsey slowly cut into the cake, and as the slice was pulled away, a collective gasp filled the room. The inside of the cake was a brilliant blue."It's a boy!" shouted Taylor, throwing her hands up in celebration.Those who had bet on a boy cheered, while those who had hoped for a girl joined in the joyous laughter. Cooper lifted Connor into the air, both of them laughing with excitement. "I have a playmate," Connor shouted.Brandon laughed and then turned to Kinsey, his eyes misty with emotion. "We’re having a son."Kinsey's smile was radiant. "Yes, we are. I can’t wait to meet him."Amelia clapped her hands, beaming with joy. "Congratulations! A little boy is going to bring so much happiness into your lives."Chelsea hugged Kinsey tightly. "I'm so happy for you both. This baby is going to be so loved."Grandpa Benjamin's eyes twinkled as he motioned for everyone to gather around. "I have a special gift for Brandon and Kinsey," he began, his voice warm with affection. "I
"If you ever look at her like that again, I will make your lives here like hell. Don't test me," Brandon said as he stepped forward, his voice low and menacing.Thomas and Johnny exchanged a wary glance, the threat in Brandon's tone cutting through their bravado. They knew all too well the reach of Brandon’s power, even within prison walls."Alright, alright," Johnny said, raising his hands in mock surrender. "No need to get all worked up. What do you want, Brandon?"Brandon took a deep breath, trying to control the anger boiling inside him. "I want to know why. Why did you kill my parents?"Thomas's face twisted with bitterness. "Elliot was always the golden child, wasn’t he? Dad’s favorite, the one trusted with everything. And what were we? The leftovers. We had to scrape by while he got it all handed to him."Johnny nodded, his expression mirroring Thomas’s resentment. "We hated him. We hated how he looked down on us, how he had everything we wanted. But we never meant to kill your
In the morning, Brandon gently caressed Kinsey’s scars, his fingers tracing the faint lines left by Blair’s brutal whipping. His jaw tightened as he thought about the pain his wife must have endured. His heart ached, a mix of anger and sorrow. He would make sure Blair paid for what she had done."Good morning, beautiful," Brandon whispered as he noticed Kinsey slowly flickering her eyelids open.Kinsey smiled, her cheeks flushing pink at the memory of the passionate night they had shared. They had both been insatiable, rediscovering each other most intimately. "Good morning," she replied softly, her voice filled with contentment.Brandon’s eyes softened as he looked at her. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his tone gentle."Better," Kinsey said, her smile widening. "Especially after last night."Brandon chuckled, leaning down to kiss her forehead. "I’m glad to hear that. What do you want for breakfast? I can have anything you like brought up."Kinsey’s face turned serious as she propp
For a moment, time seemed to stand still. Brandon's eyes widened in surprise, then filled with a joy so intense it took his breath away. "A baby?" he repeated, his voice choking with emotion.Kinsey nodded, tears of happiness welling up in her eyes. "Yes, Brandon. We're going to have a baby."A broad smile spread across Brandon's face, and he let out a joyful laugh, lifting Kinsey off her feet and spinning her around gently. "We're having a baby!" he exclaimed, his voice ringing with excitement. He set her down carefully, cupping her face in his hands and kissing her deeply.Kinsey melted into the kiss, feeling the warmth of his love and the reassurance of his touch. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. "I was so nervous to tell you. I thought you wouldn't like to have a baby yet," she admitted, her voice soft against his lips.Brandon pulled back just enough to look into her eyes. "Nervous? Kinsey, this is the best news I've ever heard. You've made me the happies
The soft murmur of conversations and the clinking of champagne glasses filled the elegant ballroom where Taylor and Daniel’s wedding was in full swing. Brandon couldn’t take his eyes off his wife, Kinsey. She looked stunning in the custom gown he had arranged, a delicate creation that seemed to shimmer under the soft lights. Brandon himself was dressed in a tailored suit that complemented her dress perfectly, a symbol of their unity and love.As they stood together, Kinsey glanced up at him, feeling his gaze. "You look absolutely beautiful," Brandon murmured, his voice filled with admiration and love. "I can't believe how lucky I am to have you by my side."Kinsey blushed, a warm flush spreading across her cheeks. "Thank you, Brandon. You look incredibly handsome too. This suit... it’s perfect."Brandon smiled, his eyes twinkling with affection. "I wanted us to look our best tonight. It’s a special day for Taylor and Daniel, and I wanted to make sure we could celebrate it fully, as a
As Brandon and Kinsey stepped through the door of the Simons' Mansion, the last person they expected to see was Cooper. The man stood in the foyer, his posture tense but his eyes determined."Cooper?" Kinsey's voice trembled with shock. "What are you doing here?"Brandon’s initial reaction was fury. "What the hell are you doing in my house without any prior notice?" His voice was hard, filled with protective anger.Cooper raised his hands in a gesture of peace. "Please, Brandon, Kinsey. I know this is unexpected, but I need to talk to both of you. It's important."Brandon crossed his arms, his jaw tight. "You've got five minutes. Make it quick."Cooper took a deep breath, his eyes meeting Kinsey’s. "I'm here to tell you the truth about Connor. He’s my son, Kinsey. Alexa and I... we were together."The words hung in the air like a bombshell. Kinsey’s knees buckled, and she stumbled back, leaning against the wall for support but Brandon was quick to help her. "What? Connor... your son?"
Olive paced back and forth in the living room, her eyes blazing with fury as she glared at her husband, Jonathan, who sat calmly on the couch. The tension in the room was palpable, a storm of emotions ready to burst.“How could you, Jonathan?” Olive’s voice was sharp, almost a hiss. “How could you not let me talk to Brandon when you met him? Do you even care about Blair? She’s our daughter, and she’s been rotting in jail with no bail for days now!”Jonathan sighed heavily, running a hand through his thinning hair. He looked exhausted, a man burdened with too many troubles. “Olive, it’s not that simple. Blair has committed serious crimes. Kidnapping, detaining, whipping, and attempting to murder Kinsey… She’s lucky she’s even alive.”Olive’s eyes filled with tears of frustration and anger. “I know she’s done wrong, but she’s our child! I can’t just sit here and do nothing. We need to beg Brandon to drop the charges. It’s the only way to get her out.”Jonathan shook his head, his expres
Kinsey lay awake, Brandon's words echoing in her mind. "Jealous" Was she jealous? She couldn't deny the pangs of hurt and anger that had surfaced when she saw Chelsea with Brandon, and the thought pissed her off.Another thing that's bothering her is Taylor's wedding. She had promised Taylor and Daniel that she would bring Brandon to their wedding, but her pride kept her from asking him. Her mind churned with conflicting emotions, preventing her from finding peace.Morning came too soon, and with it, a heavy sense of unresolved tension. Kinsey dragged herself out of bed, her eyes heavy from lack of sleep. Determined to resolve things, she decided to talk to Brandon about the wedding. She steeled herself and walked to their room, only to find it empty.Her heart sank a little. "Where could he be this early in the morning?" she muttered.As she headed to the dining room for breakfast with Connor, she felt a mixture of disappointment and anxiety. Sitting across from Connor, who was cheer
Kinsey stood among her colleagues, her emotions a turbulent mix of anger, hurt, and embarrassment. As Brandon introduced himself with his usual charm and confidence, her mind replayed the memory of Chelsea in the elevator, each repetition stoking her resentment.Brandon tried to catch her eye, his smile warm and inviting, but she turned away, her face a mask of indifference. Internally, she was seething.The memory of Chelsea's face haunted her. "I’m visiting a friend on the top floor," Chelsea had said, the implication clear. Kinsey had been so naive, so stupid to trust Brandon, to confess her feelings to him. She felt a deep sense of betrayal and embarrassment.Kinsey felt insecure in every way possible. Chelsea is more fitting for Brandon. They match in status, in every way that counts. Unlike her, poor and stupid, abandoned by her own family.As Brandon spoke to the employees, detailing his vision for the company and his plans for the future, Ki