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 went to the oldest mansion owned by the Simons. The place was quiet with only the caretaker living to maintain the beauty of it. But Brandon couldn't care less, he was there to discover the mystery of the death of her parents."Boss, according to the investigator, there are some documents meant for you that were kept in this mansion but the exact location wasn't mentioned," Max said as they approached the lobby of the massive estate."I have an idea where it could be. But Max, reminded the investigator to clarify who was the man responsible for sending the information. I want to talk to him personally," Brandon said, his voice laced with sincerity."Rest assured, the investigator will be informed, Mr. Simons."The first room they entered was Brandon's parents but they couldn't find anything important. They have searched almost all the rooms until Brandon leads Max to the storage room.As Brandon sifted through the old documents and photos in a box in a storage room, his mind r
When Kinsey finally arrived at the hospital, her heart was pounding in her chest. She was met with a whirlwind of activity as doctors and nurses rushed to an emergency situation. She pushed through the chaos, her thoughts consumed by one singular purpose: to be by her nephew's side and offer him the comfort and support he needed in his time of need.As she arrived at Connor's ward, her nephew was already sleeping with a nurse giving him some medication through IV. "Mrs. Simons," the nurse greeted. "Connor is already sleeping.""Thank God, he can relax from pain now. I was so worried when someone called me about his relapse," Kinsey said as she came close to Connor, gently combing his hair.The nurse nodded, understanding the weight of the situation. "Dr. Peterson is doing his best, Mrs. Simons. Connor should wake up in a few hours. I'll leave you two."Kinsey stayed at Connor's side with a heavy heart. Until when will Connor have to suffer? She didn't birth him but she felt for him li
James signaled the bouncers to come and they immediately rushed to their boss."Throw this man out of the club,' he instructed."Boss, please, I need this job. Let me stay," he pleaded.The four bounders quickly obeyed their boss' command. And the waiter's pleas fell on deaf ears as James ushered him away from Kinsey. Despite the waiter's protests, James stood firm, his loyalty to Kinsey unwavering. No one is disrespecting Brandon's wife under his watch.Once the commotion had settled, James turned to Kinsey, his expression apologetic. "I'm sorry you had to deal with that," he said, his voice filled with regret. "No one should ever disrespect you like that."Kinsey nodded gratefully, her heart touched by James' protective instinct. At that moment, she realized she had a true friend in James, someone who would always stand by her side no matter what.In James' office, Kinsey's mind buzzed with worry as she sought solace and advice from her friend. She wasted no time in getting to the h
Brandon stood up, his expression firm. "Who could be paying Connor's medical bill?" He murmured, trying to figure out the possibilities. Kinsey was oblivious that he had been paying Connor's bill for the past few months. But this time, someone else paid for it."Could it be that Kinsey asked for help from someone else?" With that being said, Brandon gritted his teeth. "Max, let someone investigate this matter," he instructed."Yes, sir, leave it to me," Max said confidently."Good," Brandon said with a heavy sigh, still mentally weighing things. "And... don't forget to keep me updated about Connor's condition.""Of course, Mr. Simons," Max nodded in agreement. "By the way, sir, do you plan to let Kinsey know about your parents' death?" Max asked cautiously. He observed Brandon's reaction carefully, noting the sudden tension that seemed to grip his boss's frame."Not now. I need more time. I won't stop until I have every detail of evidence to point out the people involved in the planne
"Hi, I'm Cooper, Connor's bone marrow donor. Nice to meet you," he said, proposing a handshake to Kinsey.Kinsey's body tensed with a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, her mind racing to make sense of the surreal coincidence unfolding before her. She couldn't tear her gaze away from his face. There was something about him that seemed familiar yet elusive, his eyes holding a depth of compassion and understanding that tugged at her heartstrings."Nice to meet you too, Cooper; I'm Kinsey," she said, her voice barely above a breath as she reached out to grasp his hand. "Thank you for offering to help Connor. You have no idea what this means to us."The man smiled softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners with warmth and sincerity. "It's the least I can do," he replied, his voice gentle and reassuring. "I just want to help in any way I can. I couldn't bear seeing such a fragile boy suffering from a disease."Kinsey felt a lump form in her throat, her emotions threatening to overwhelm her
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