BRANDON~•~There was no knock on my door, so when my door was suddenly pushed open, I was a bit taken aback, wondering who was barging into my office without permission.When I saw it was Bailey, I sighed. Of course, it was her. She was the only unmannered person in my life.After the conference I conducted, our goods were starting to get better reviews. The public’s opinion had changed and they were starting to slander Bailey instead. I would have felt bad for her if she weren’t such a manipulator. I didn’t know if I was blind to it while we were growing up, or she just changed when we became older, but she was someone I didn’t want to associate with anymore.“So that’s it?” She sneered, looking furious already. “A press conference and a polite middle finger?”“I couldn’t stop her!” Zan came rushing in after her. “You shouldn’t be here, Bailey.” My words came out with a sigh. “It’s fine, Zan. You can leave, but inform the security to never let her in again.” I instructed him and he
GIANNA~•~I’d thought a lot about letting Brandon into the kids' lives and I had finally come to a decision. However, I needed to inform them first to see what they had to say about it.I didn’t want to spring it on them out of the blue, but there was no other way. While I thought about how to break the news to them, I took them to an ice cream shop. Ice cream always made them happy. They were only five, but I needed to set their mood right first.“Why aren’t you eating your ice cream, mommy?” Oliver asked, bringing me out of my thoughts.“You’ve been staring at us for a while now,” Isabella added. “Did we do something wrong?”I blinked in surprise at her question. “What? No, of course not.” I laughed. “I wouldn’t buy you ice cream if you did something wrong.”“Well, you’re scaring us.” Bella shrugged.I chuckled to myself and sat up straight. They were almost done with their ice cream while mine was still full. I took a spoonful and tried to be casual as I spoke. “You’ll be resuming
GIANNA~•~Brandon was conducting a press conference.I wouldn’t have known this information if Emily hadn’t told me about it. After she called me to talk about the flowers, we met up and reconciled.According to her, I was still on probation, but I was fine as long as she was talking to me again. I had my best friends back and I was happy about it. While Tyler didn’t want me anywhere near Brandon, Emily was quite the opposite. She told me that I should give him a chance if I wanted. She told me to follow my heart and not go against my wishes. According to her, Brandon was trying his best, and if I thought there was a significant change, I could go for it.Tyler could only glare at her while she gave me that advice.Back to the press conference, I had told myself a million times that Brandon wasn’t part of my life, so whatever he did wasn’t my business. However, I couldn’t stop myself from tuning into the live press conference.As soon as the time struck noon, Brandon came on stage. H
BRANDON~•~Bailey wasn’t just ruining whatever chances I had with Gianna. She was also affecting the company with her little antics.As soon as she posted that video, my father called me home. I didn’t like going home. My father was overbearing. My mother pressured me to remarry and my sister just annoyed the shit out of me all the time.I knocked on the door to my father’s office. Well, it used to be his office back when he was still active at work. Over time, he had turned it into a little library. He was the only one in the family anyway.“Come in.” I heard my father speak from the other end.I opened the door and stepped in to see him reading a book on his chair. He had his glasses on and didn’t bother to look up as I entered. I helped myself to a seat before I spoke. “Why did you want to see me?” I asked even if I knew the answer to that.“I’m not sure what is going on between you and Johnson’s daughter, but make it official as soon as possible and stop destroying what I struggl
GIANNA~•~I had a lot to think about after my conversation with both Tyler and Brandon, so throughout the next week, I buried myself in work. Even if I had assured myself and Tyler that I was never going back to Brandon, I couldn’t help but think about the voicemail he dropped for me after he left my house that day.I listened to it so many times that I knew it word for word. Embarrassingly, if he had said those words before my talk with Tyler, I might have softened up towards him, but Brandon was indirectly the reason why Emily still wasn’t speaking with me.I’d gone with Brandon’s way of apologizing even if it didn’t work with me. For the last week, I’d sent flowers every day to her place. Tyler had given me her address, and even if I had her number, I hadn’t contacted her yet. She hadn’t reacted to the flowers yet, so I wasn’t going to stop until she did.It was a Friday, and I planned on closing early because I didn’t have much work to do. I’d overworked myself at the beginning
GIANNA~•~After my conversation with Brandon, I almost didn’t want to go out again, coupled with the fact that my mom just found out the secret I’d been keeping from her. She demanded to know why I didn’t tell anyone I was pregnant and I had to assure her I would explain things to her when I was back.I pushed open the door to the cafe where Tyler and I were supposed to meet. My gaze traveled across the room, and I saw him at the far end, digging into the piece of cake in front of him. I walked across to him and he lifted his gaze when he sensed my presence. “I'm sorry for arriving late.” Talking with Brandon held me up. Even worse, my mother almost didn’t let me leave until I told her everything.“Thought you wouldn’t show up.” He muttered. “I planned to leave after eating.”“I almost didn’t,” I told him honestly as I sat down in front of him. “But I knew you’d hate me if I didn’t.”“Six years, Gianna.” He abandoned the cake and held eye contact with me. “You were gone for six whole