Mia was contemplating on whether to pick or not.
Who the hell is Gretchen? And why is she calling cade - Mia was lost in thought that she didn't know when cade walked in, the sound of the glass dropping on the table made her jolt out from her thought.
"Mia" Cade called, he was putting on a smile - a cute one, like Brandon cade also had dimples.
"Who's Gretchen?" Mia wanted to say those words out but she stopped herself.
Yes! She was jealous, but what if Gretchen was his friend or relative? Or nobody to him?. Because it's a lady's name it doesn't mean its his girlfriend.
Mia took the glass of wine from the table and drank all the content down. Cade was surprised, Mia was the type who likes sipping her drink.
"I know that look, cade" Mia said, smiling.
"Are you okay?" He asked and she nodded. "How's your boyfriend doing?".
"You must be thinking Derrick is my boyfriend but he's not. I turned down his
She couldn't push him off her body, a part of her was enjoying it.Brandon finally stopped kissing her, he smiled and got off her body."Happy new month, sis in-law" Beatrice heard,. she stood up and behold she saw Mia at the door holding a phone.With Mia there Beatrice understood everything - Mia was behind everything, somehow she convinced Brandon to act."Mr Malcolm's daughter, Gerald is launching her hotel today and there's gonna be a party. Here is the card, dad wants both of you to attend it" Mia gave Brandon the card. "Silver gown for ladies and black suit for men" Mia informed."Okay" Beatrice replied, she gave Brandon a stare."I have a new month gift for you" Mia said and Beatrice smiled.Having someone like Mia is so amazing, she even got Beatrice a new month gift.Mia brought out a wrapped item and gave it to Beatrice."Merci beaucop" Beatrice appre
"Three two one..." Brandon immediately stood up and gave the man a hard punch on his face.Considering it was an unexpected attack, the man staggered and the gun fell off his hand.Beatrice quickly picked the gun and put the man on gunpoint. But Brandon was immediately held by one of the goons."Drop the gun now!" The one holding Brandon screamed.Beatrice couldn't think, why didn't Brandon think of this before risking his life."You have 30 seconds, or else both of them would die" He threatened again. "10 seconds remaining" He cocked the gun.Beatrice took a deep breathe, slowly she was about to drop the gun when Brandon yelled her name.He gave her an eye contact not to. Before Beatrice could fathom what Brandon was saying, he used his elbow to hit the face of the man holding him and then they both dragged for the gun.An idea came to Beatrice, she cocked the g
The reporters wondered why she was smiling."I don't know how I should be feeling. I feel bad and at the other hand I feel good - I feel bad because I killed someone, and I feel good because I saved my husband. What I did I did for self defense, anyone in my shoes would have done same" Beatrice stated. "There's this music, one day we would all leave this world behind so live a life you will remember. At least I saved my husband, I have a good memory to remember. I love my family so much, if you are seeing this now Michelle, I love you bestie. Thank you" She concluded and signaled the bodyguards to clear the reporters off her part."Why does it sound like a goodbye, Ma......... What is gonna happen when you don't make it out of trial" Different questions were heard, but Beatrice ignored and entered the car with Brandon.******"What was that for?" Brandon asked immediately the car took off."And why on earth didn't you tell me about the trial!" Be
Brandon walked to the room, holding a tray of food. He tried opening the door but it was locked."Why is my door locked .... Oh, I have forgotten I have a crazy lady as a wife , she's probably dressing by now and that's why she locked the door" He muttered and stood, waiting for Beatrice.Knock! He knocked but the door wasn't opened."Beatrice!" He repeatedly called but no reply.A maid was walking by, so Brandon called her."Take this and keep it on the dining table" He told her.He brought out his phone and dialed Beatrice's number. He could hear the phone ring but Beatrice wasn't picking up."I wonder what is wrong with her" Brandon thought. He took a deep breathe and suddenly kicked the door openedSeeing Beatrice on the floor made Brandon to chuckle."Seriously, do you think this is the right time to play such pranks on me? I see, so because of how I pranked you the ot
Gretchen furrowed her brows as she stared keenly at the TV. She had just returned from work and decided to watch some news."Who could be responsible? Is it her?... No, why didn't she tell me to do the job" She brought out her phone and dialed a number."Bonsoir......" She was disrupted by her secret boss's voice."English please"."Sorry ma'am. You sent someone else to do the job" Gretchen said, trying as much not to sound angry."I know exactly what you are pointing at. I didn't do it... You are my best soldier Gretchen, why do you think I would ignore you and give order to someone else. Find out the culprit and tell me about it".The call went disconnected immediately."Who sent those men to the hotel?" Gretchen wondered as she walked to were how laptop was.THREE MONTHS LATERBrandon just kept staring at Beatrice who was sleeping.Yes! She had been sleeping for three month
Beatrice stared at him, she didn't know what was on his mind."Take your calls" Brandon muttered, the person wasn't picking."What are you doing?" She asked him."Prooving to you that I love you" He said and Beatrice chuckled."Well, I just woke up. It's not needed, all I need right now is some spaghetti, some ice cream, some chocolates and some ... " She was counting her finger when saying those words, but then she stopped when she noticed the bracelet tied around her wrist. "Who... You?" She asked and Brandon nodded."We have a lot to talk about, but first I wanna ask you this question.....Why did you take the poison?" He asked and Beatrice sighed."At night, I wasn't able to sleep and that was because I kept seeing him. That day at the police station, I saw his files, his family... That little girl won't get to see her dad again, I felt guilty, I couldn't live with the guilt. And also you act grumpy and am left alone, it was a
Mia looked at the face of the girl. She didn't recognize her from anywhere."Am sorry for what ever he said" Gretchen apologized on Kent's behalf."That doesn't stop me from slapping you" Mia said as she gave Kent a resounding slap.Kent held his cheeks, he became angry."How dare you.....""Shut up!.... If you know what's good for you, leave here at once" Gretchen disrupted Kent."It ain't over, I will be back" Kent muttered as he walked away."Jerk.... Um my name is Gretchen" She stretched her hands forward for a handshake."Tina" Mia called and walked away, Tina followed her. Gretchen's hand was just left there."Not even a thank you, this Mia is so annoying. My plan was to make her my friend and from there I get the chance to visit their house, in order to complete my mission. But no, she ruined it... Or didn't fake Kent act well enough? I don't think it's his fault, maybe I am at fault.
Tina sighed. She didn't know Mia was gonna mention the name of the place.Seeing her sister in pain was something she didn't want to see.Brandon ran after Beatrice."But what happened to her?" Mia who was confused, asked."I don't know" Tina replied and walked out of the room.She didn't want to explain to Mia the reason. It wasn't her story, but Beatrice's personal story.*Brandon met her In the garden. She was no longer crying but staring at a particular direction.He walked to her and sat next to her on the chair."Beatrice" He cooed. She turned to look at him."What happened? Are you okay?" He asked."I don't want to talk about it, I don't want to remember it" Beatrice replied.Brandon pulled her back - to sit down."It's eating you up, Beatrice. Say it out, let it out, that's the only way to heal.... It's okay if you don't wa