Back in FloridaLeila“Take every damn thing out of this house.” I spat out, my arms folded as I looked down at the servants.They loaded the fourth box into the moving band parked outside while I watched.Since Andre wants war, he'll have it but not while I stay in his house.The most senior maid in the house, Christie, ran over to me, her hands trembling slightly as she extended the landline. “Ma'am, there's a woman on the phone.”I didn't spare her a glance. “Say that I'm not home.”“I can clearly hear your voice dear.” My mother's tinny voice blared through the speaker.Shit.Rolling my eyes heavenward, I called for patience while I jerked the phone out of Christie's hold. “Hello, mother. What a pleasant surprise.” I cooed in a saccharine tone.“Oh, cut the bullshit, Lilly.” She sternly said, using my nickname that I hate. “What are you thinking, moving out of your house?”“It's not mine again, Mom. It's his, he made that very clear.” I tell her, retreating further up the stairs t
Brittney“Thanks, Jane, you're such a lifesaver.” I breathed out in relief.“Of course,” she clapped my shoulder in support. “I don't know what's going on with you right now but whatever it is, I hope it's all gets resolved pretty soon. In the meantime, it's always a delight having Samantha with me.”Giggling, she spun to face Samantha who has her legs kicking up in the air, chasing some imaginary rainbows or something.“You know that if I could tell you, I would.” I tried to explain to her.As it was now, there were so many uncertainties hanging in the air and with the recent interaction I just had with Adam Willis, I'm not risking or putting anyone's lives in danger.“Girl, you know I don't care about that.” She drawled sweetly, pulling me closer. “All I want to know is if you're okay. Physically and mentally.”My mouthed up and snapped shut.While I can attest to being of sound health, I can't vouch for my mental state as it currently was in shambles.“I will be,” I eventually mana
BrittneyThis has to be one of the most stupid things I've ever done.I had Katrina reach out to Adam Willis’ office to book an appointment, but in truth, I just wanted to know his whereabouts for the next 24 hours, and it turned out that he's visiting the headquarters office this morning.That explains why I'm lurking by the street like a would-be criminal.I couldn't stop thinking about what Brian said yesterday.Mr Willis sought me out, and something tells me that it's not a coincidence that he did which makes me question his motives.Tugging my cap lower on my forehead, I pressed my back to the brick wall, scouting the large skyscraper before me.Another quick glance at my watch told me that I've been standing here for the past 30 minutes.Any minute longer and I'd probably melt on the sidewalk here.I chose to hang back for 10 more minutes and if I don't see him, then I'll make that appointment.Luckily for me, the man himself walked out, flanked by security and two people around
BrittneyI just gave Adam Willis a blank stare because what was I supposed to say to that?It's not every day that a highly sought-after billionaire CEO works in a city office and tells you he has plans to destroy everything your baby daddy has worked hard to achieve.“Uh, Mr Willis…” I started off cautiously. “I thought you came here to get the financial analysis of the DeMarco Group.”“Ms Larson, I don't want to beat around the bush, so I'll tell you what I want.” He leans forward, adjusting the lapel of his suit. “Usually, I am supposed to have this conversation with your boss, but for some reason, he trusts you enough with such sensitive information, I'll tell you the same thing I'm supposed to tell him. I want DeMarco Group, and I don't care how.”“Can I speak casually, Mr Willis?” I ask him.“Please do.” He gestured for me to go ahead.“Why? Hearing you talk about getting this company sounds like a vendetta and the truth is, I wouldn't advise my boss to do something that would b
BrittneyI balked, visibly taken aback. “When you say you want Samantha, what do you mean?”“I mean that I'll drop the silly custody case and you let me get to know my daughter.”My mouth dropped open and I was rendered speechless.“Are you really going to barter with your daughter?” I scoffed, shocked. “I shouldn't be surprised you're the same man who tossed me aside when I was no longer important to you. Guess what? I won't let you do that to Samantha.”“You say you're protecting her by saying that I'm the evil that shouldn't be brought into her life but have you thought about what you're doing?” Andre's cold tone went down my spine. “You're consciously depriving her of a father figure? How do you think that will play out in the future when she grows up and finds out what you did?”His words hit a nerve.I hike my bag up my shoulder. “Forget about this, I shouldn't have come here.”I walked out the door, the weight on my shoulders having doubled since I walked in.Halfway through, A
BrittneyBiting my lips, I paced to the end of the hallway, throwing furtive glances at Andre's room.The unsigned court documents were digging a hole through my bag.I had told Claire to go home and rest while I looked over her father.She looked so relieved when I offered to do that I didn't have the heart to tell her that it was because I wanted something from Andre.I needed to talk to him about the lawsuit and Jason Bloom.Only he might not be so accommodating.Rolling my shoulders to relieve the tension, I decided to go for it regardless, marching into his room without the faintest idea of what to say.Luckily for me, he was wide awake with hot, nerdy glasses perched on his nose, surprise reflecting in his gaze. “Brittney…you're…here.”“Hi,” I waved, tucking my hair back. “How are you um, feeling?” I gestured to his body, half of which was encased in a bandage.Shit.I could face palm myself right.He must be in pain obviously.“I guess I'm good.” His lips crooked up in a half s