DavidNothing was discovered against my father, but I gained his trust, something I already thought impossible. My brother wasn't happy, so he stayed in the area he controlled and didn't even show up on weekends.The police and my father's men could not find Sarah, and they never asked for money, which made my father change his intentions towards Sarah.- That bitch tricked me. It was her work making her mother disappear, and she went to her side. She's probably talking to the police and in a witness protection program. She withdrew almost all her money in several ATMs nationwide before the alarm was raised and her accounts were blocked. I don't know how she did it, but without me knowing how, her mother's house, hers, and the shares she held in the company were all sold below price. My manager's head will roll. The son of a bitch didn't notice the transaction. - Who bought it, dad? – I ask, pretending I don’t know anything.- A Chinese company. They bought it sight unseen and paid
DavidI am completely integrated into the organization.After six months of martyrdom, I don't even want to describe the things I've done, but I finally know that I'm comfortable. My father doesn't blindly trust anyone, not even Michael, but as much as he can trust, he trusts me.I miss Sarah. In all this time, Simon has never stopped looking for her, but I know she is safe.With nothing to worry about, I can finally investigate in places I didn't have access to before. Right now, I know all the operations taking place in L.A. and Orange and many others in other states, but that's not enough to put an end to the organization, especially the man who killed my mother.I've looked everywhere I can, and I can't find the damn hard drive where all the deals, names, and profits are on.I enter Simon's office to update him on the latest business. - How did it go? – he asks.- Perfect, as always.- Excellent. I don't need you anymore today. You can go about your business.- It's still too ear
DavidI am completely integrated into the organization.After six months of martyrdom, I don't even want to describe the things I've done, but I finally know that I'm comfortable. My father doesn't blindly trust anyone, not even Michael, but as much as he can trust, he trusts me.I miss Sarah. In all this time, Simon has never stopped looking for her, but I know she is safe.With nothing to worry about, I can finally investigate in places I didn't have access to before. Right now, I know all the operations taking place in L.A. and Orange and many others in other states, but that's not enough to put an end to the organization, especially the man who killed my mother.I've looked everywhere I can, and I can't find the damn hard drive where all the deals, names, and profits are on.I enter Simon's office to update him on the latest business. - How did it go? – he asks.- Perfect, as always.- Excellent. I don't need you anymore today. You can go about your business.- It's still too ear
- Do you think what she knows could harm us?- Anything can harm us, but she doesn't know anything to prove my involvement. Many things connect her to business more than to me.- And the wedding?- I already ordered everything to be canceled. I will publish that my fiancée has not yet been found and that the wedding has been postponed.- Dad, wouldn't it be wise to keep LA out of crime for now? Father is rich, and the business is legal…- Don't be stupid. No one can find the trail of what I do. As for legal business, I have an idea.- What idea?- Your brother will hate it, but it's the perfect solution.- What solution? - I ask, confused.- I will pass all legal business into your name. - You're right. Mickael won't accept it...- … and I'll pass on the other business to Mickael. Mickael wants to be the boss, and the business's value is five times what the legal business gives. Michael won't be upset... much.- Is the father going to retire?Don't be an idiot. I will retire when I d
- Do you think what she knows could harm us? - Anything can harm us, but she doesn't know anything to prove my involvement. Many things connect her to business more than to me. - And the wedding?- I already ordered everything to be canceled. I will publish that my fiancée has not yet been found and that the wedding has been postponed. - Dad, wouldn't it be wise to keep LA out of crime for now? Father is rich, and the business is legal… - Don't be stupid. No one can find the trail of what I do. As for legal business, I have an idea. - What idea? - Your brother will hate it, but it's the perfect solution. - What solution? - I ask, confused. - I will pass all legal business into your name. - You're right. Mickael won't accept it... - … and I'll pass on the other business to Mickael. Mickael wants to be the boss, and the business's value is five times what the legal business gives. Michael won't be upset... much. - Is the father going to retire? Don't be an idiot. I will ret
SarahTo my amazement, I smell freshly brewed coffee when I wake up.I get up, do my morning rituals, and get dressed for work. When I enter the kitchen, David is making scrambled eggs.He feels my presence, and turning his head back, and with a smile, he says:- Good morning, Sarah. I took the liberty of making breakfast. Sit down, and I'll serve you. There you have coffee, freshly squeezed orange juice, French toast, bacon, and... - he turns and pours some of the scrambled eggs onto a plate near me. - scrambled eggs.- Thank you for the breakfast, but you shouldn't have bothered yourself with me. I only drink coffee in the morning.- Oh, come on, Sarah. Just eat a little. You will not regret it. My French toast is the best you have ever had. - I roll my eyes. - At least keep me company.- My name is "Stepmother" or Miss Scott.David holds up his hands and grimaces. Sit down and start eating.I sigh and sit in front of him. Maybe eating a little wouldn't be that bad; the aroma of ba
SarahAfter last night, the last thing I needed was to be woken up by Simon. When I pick up the phone, I can't help but roll my eyes.- Good morning, Simon. Don't tell me that David is in trouble again.- No. That idiot has a hangover. It serves him well. Anyway, I wanted to tell you to stop by my office before going to work. I need to talk to you face to face.- I'll be there as fast as possible, but did I do something wrong? I got David…- You did nothing wrong, my dear. I want you at my office. You don’t need to run; I’m still at my house.And he hangs up.“Fuck. What he won’t now? Hope it’s not sex.”I can stop a chill in my stomach.Flashback to hellAlone, locked in the office of the man who caused her father's death, she begs under the man's cold gaze.- Miss Scott, business is business. Your father knew the conditions when he accepted my money. What do I care if you're going to live on the street with your mother? That property is not even enough to cover the remaining debt.-
SarahThe shots don't stop, and I don't have my weapons. The police didn't let me keep any. Idiots. And now? How I defend myself.Oreo looks at me without realizing what's going on. He never comes inside, and now I'm here clinging to him in the kitchen.As suddenly as the shots started, they stopped. I wouldn't know if the Interpol men won or if they were lying dead on the ground.No more shots were fired at my window, but that doesn't mean anything. They didn't expect me to be watched.- Stay. – I order Oreo, stretching out my index finger, and he lies on the floor.Carefully, I leave my hiding place, move close to the floor, and go to the counter, where I take a knife from the drawer. Then, still crawling, I go to the entrance and look outside.Nothing could be seen, which was a bad sign. If the police had won, they would certainly be coming here to find out if I was alive.I wait a few moments and nothing happens.Would they have killed each other mutually?Of course, expecting th