Earlier, Brandon was busy reading some files when his phone beeped, it was a message from Beatrice.
"You didn't call the doctor. I will just go the hospital, the condition is getting worse" Reading the text, Brandon touched his forehead.
"I totally forgot. Don't worry, I will call the doctor now. Just stay at home and rest" He texted back to her.
Few minutes later, he thought of something. Since he was less busy at work, why don't he go home and spend time with her, especially now that she isn't feeling well.
He left the office and headed home. Getting home, he saw that Beatrice wasn't in her room.
"But I told her to wait for the doctor, where is she? He muttered as he brought out his phone from the pocket. He was about to dial Beatrice's number when he heard a knock.
He opened the door, and saw the assistant chef holding a tray with a glass of juice on it.
"Sir, you are back
He checked Beatrice's phone and saw that it was a message from Zack."How did Brandon know you came to my house? What is happening, baby. Please call me when everything is alright" It was the message that Zack sent.Brandon stared at Beatrice in disgust. He checked the previous messages and saw that Beatrice had been planning to elope with Zack, using his money.Everything was now making sense to him, so Beatrice was only pretending to love him because she needed his money to elope with Zack.He threw the phone back to her. He didn't say any word, he just shut his eyes and let more tears flow freely.Seeing Brandon in that condition, brought more pain to Beatrice.Slowly, she touched his cheeks. "Believe me Brandon, I am not capable of cheating on you" She said, hoping it would change the situation, but it made it worse.Brandon removed her hand from his face, as if she was some kinda plague that wa
Michelle slowly opened the door to her house, she was damn tired; Work got her stressedWalking in, she saw someone in her living room, it startled her.Beatrice turned when she heard the footsteps of someone - it was Michelle."Oh, it's you. You startled me" Michelle heaved a sigh of relief. Her right hand was on her chest.The Beatrice she knew, would laugh at how scared she was, but this one didn't say anything."Are you okay?" Judging from how Beatrice was looking, Michelle figured out that something was wrong."Why is life so cruel to me" Beatrice sniffled. Michelle immediately ran to meet her."Did something happen? Why are you here at this time of the day? Won't Brandon get angry?.... Tell me, is something wrong" Concern and curiousity was written on her face.Beatrice fell on her kneels, and started crying.******Michelle handed a cup of coffee to Beatrice
Gretchen watched as her boss's hands fisted, she knew what was happening - the boss was angry at her.She was no longer working at the company, she returned back to Italy to meet her boss."I gave you a simple job, and you couldn't do it. I didn't train you to be weak.""I am sorry ma'am" Gretchen bowed her head down."Beatrice is so heartbroken right now, this what was I was trying to avoid. I don't want her hurt in anyway, and that was the reason I told you to look for a better way to separate them" Mirabel lamented."But why do you care so much about Beatrice" Michelle was amused at how Mirabel cared for Beatrice."Because....Nevermind. Agent Gretchen, you have a candidate to escort, go now" Mirabel quickly changed the topic.********Mia somehow got information that Beatrice was in Michelle's house, so she headed there.Getting there, she saw both of them standing outside, hugging each other
They couldn't get their gazes off each other's face. Brandon's business partner was confused at what Brandon was staring at, since he was facing Brandon he couldn't see what was behind, so he turned and saw a....... Beautiful lady.His lips pursed as he saw her. No offense the lady was beautiful, that he also joined them in the staring competition.Beatrice was uncomfortable at the way both of them were staring at her, she cleared her throat and said, "Can I have your orders?"."What a beauty" Unknown to him, the Beautiful lady is Brandon's ex wife.Brandon took his gaze away from her. He didn't expect to see her in London working as a waitress. Such a Shame ; she had everything when she was with him, now she had to work so hard."I have been advised not to take alcohol lately, so strawberry juice would do" The other one replied, while Brandon didn't say a thing."Strawberry juice" She repeated after him a
Clark drove back to the restaurant, that was the only way to inquire about Beatrice's house and family.He came down from the car and walked inside the bar, with his bodyguards behind him."Excuse me" He stopped a waiter that was walking pass him."How can I help you, sir?"."The thing is that, there's a lady that works here. I am looking for her house, do you know where she stays?" Clark asked.The waiter was quiet for sometime, he stared at the man and laughed. "You didn't say her name, how am I gonna know the lady you are talking about?.""Oh" That was when he realized his mistake. "I really don't know her name. She's pretty, and... She came to serve the VIP section earlier, do you know her?"."I don't understand what you are talking about. If you are looking for someone, then ask the manager. He has the list of all the workers and also their faces" The waiter said, pointing at
It was him.... Micheal!Gretchen handed the phone over to her boss, and excused herself out of the room - even if she didn't, she was still going to be asked to leave."Hello" Mirabel faked a sweet tone."Sarah is back now. I want you here, first thing tomorrow." His voice commanded through the phone."Even after I told you I was gonna look for ways to separate them, you still went ahead and did what you wanted. You should have waited a little bit longer" Mirabel queried, letting go of her sweet tone."You should be thankful I didn't kill her. Brandon is my main target, I don't want anyone close to him. He should be single, that way my plan can push through.... When I was still young, I trained you Mirabel. A master will always know more" He replied."Leave her alone, please. That's all am asking for" Mirabel pleaded."Now that she's no longer with Brandon, I don't have anything to do with her. She was my
YEARS LATER **************** It has been five years since Beatrice delivered her baby. It was a baby girl, and Beatrice named her "Trisha". Trisha had those amazing features. Light blue eyes, heart shaped lips, button nose, and curved brows. At a young age, Trisha had won her teacher's heart and also most of her classmate's. Her personality was so great. She was kind, caring, smart and intelligent. Her aura was just so great; the way she walks with pride, the way she smile, the way she speaks fluently and the way she dresses . Beatrice made sure Trisha never lacked anything. As a matter of fact, Trisha was attending one of the biggest school in London, all thanks to Clark. Since the day he helped Beatrice to the hospital, he started visiting her, he won Beatrice's trust. Beatrice opened up about why Brandon divorced her, she told him the truth, because Clark was now like the elder brother she never had. He was always there for her. With his connections,
Trisha walked in the class, and the first thing she heard was the annoying voice of Olivia.Olivia was always jealous of the fact that Trisha was more intelligent than her. Kids and their jealousy!"The sassy queen is here" Olivia rolled her eyes. She was also five years old. "Saw your mum yesterday, she came to pick you up. Has she finally started treating you like her biological daughter, everyone thought you were adopted" She mocked, and most of the children in the class started laughing.Trisha was used to everything, she was used to their humiliation. But still, the love for her mum remains the same, she wouldn't hate her mum because of what they were saying.Trisha ignored Olivia, she walked to her seat and sat down, bringing out some books from her back."We all know you don't have a dad, making your mum a single mother. My mum always say that those single mothers are always engaged with differ