CHAPTER 5

Antonio's POV

My emotions are all over the place as Brandon drives me back home. 

In silence, my jaw tightens, and I grit my teeth in anger, remembering how that crazy lady rejected my offer. I can't believe she is so proud despite being poor. 

I am employing her to be my personal nurse so I can take my revenge on her and show her the stuff I am made of, even though I have no plans to deprive her of her payment. 

Who the hell does she think she is? She did not only pierce me hard on the buttocks, but she also insulted and humiliated me. How could she?

The more I think of what happened between us, especially how she rejected me without giving it any thought like I thought she would is the most annoying. It is making me restless because I can't take my revenge on her anymore. I don't even know where she lives but I have gotten her full name from the doctor. 

Harley Davidson. A first-level Nurse.

I hear a chuckle and I snap my head towards Brandon who is driving with a soft smile forming on his lips. When our gaze locks, I can see the amusement on his expression and I know what he is laughing about instantly.

He finds the crazy girl amusing while I find her weird and stupid. How can a poor lady like her be so full of herself? 

She was even willing to pay me $50 as a compensation fee? Hilarious. She is so ugly and stupid. She isn't even beautiful. I wonder why she was employed as a nurse in the first place. I doubt if she is intelligent and knows what it means to be a nurse.

The smile on Brandon's face broadens and turns into a boyish grin and I look away immediately, feeling embarrassed once again. The ride has been silent for more than 10 minutes.

"That girl is an amusing piece", he finally says and I scoff, looking out of the car window. 

I am not saying anything and he asks. 

"Don't you think so?"

"No", I reply sharply in a loud voice. She is not amusing but stupid and dumb.

"Well, I think she is amusing", he laughs shortly. How can she offer to pay a compensation fee of..."

"Brandon", I interrupt him sharply, squeezing my eyes shut and wishing to let the memories of the bad times with the stupid girl in the hospital go. I have many problems at hand that I need to sort out. 

I need to find out if Xavier is truly behind the shooting in the club. I have to worry about my health too and how to heal faster with this bandage on me since I have left the hospital in anger and how to finish up my targeted work in the office this week with my ill-health.

I plan to launch a new wafers factory in Switzerland by the weekend and I still have a lot to do concerning that. I have two new deals and I haven't reviewed the contract content yet. I have a partnership request coming from a multi-million dollar company in Jamaica and I am still contemplating what best to do. I have a lot to do and handle, including Alexis' recent health condition.

I let out a sigh.

This crazy girl is the least of my problems. As much as I would love to make her suffer for what she has done to me and make her know the kind of person I am, I feel like letting go. I have enough problems already. 

What is the essence of getting my revenge on her when Brandon has succeeded in letting me forgive the doctor and promise not to sue them again? 

There is no joy in sueing them when the person directly involved in this isn't affected. I wanted to sue them because of her. But now that she has left the hospital, I really see no reason to sue them anymore. 

Even if I want to take my revenge on her, how will I do that when I don't even know much about her, except her name? I don't know where she lives, who she really is but I guess I can find out if I can give the job to my private investigator. This is something he can do in just two days. 

Harley or whatever her name is is too little to deal with. But I can't deal with her now that she is no longer working in the hospital. I doubt if the doctor can call her back no matter how good she is at her job.

Letting go of punishing her is really hard and I am tempted to get home, call Stanley, my private investigator to search for her tomorrow, and bring her to me so I can deal with her. 

But I have more pressing issues. I need to invite Stanley to my office tomorrow, not for the nurse but for him to find out who is behind the shooting in the club. 

I was the target. No one got shot except me. Brandon said it is Xavier's gang but I am having doubts about it. Xavier is out of New York.

How the hell did he come back so silently? What the hell is he doing in New York again after two years of being away? Why is he coming back for me? I thought we had gone the past this rift?

I clench my jaw as anger fills me up. This wouldn't have happened if I hadn't stopped the bodyguards from following me to places. I hate the attention it creates but now I guess I have to get them back to work.

Xavier is playing with fire and I am going to deal with him too. I have had enough of his troubles. I have had enough patience already and it is high time I retaliated.

"Are you thinking about her?" Brandon chuckles again, making anger course through me once again. I stare at him in disbelief. 

What the hell is he talking about? How can I miss that crazy woman? Is she even someone that can be attractive to a man?

I shake my head lightly. "She is the least of my problems."

"You should let go", he laughs again. His daughter is increasing my irritation.

"Will you just stop talking about her already?" I growl, slamming my fist on my thigh. The smile on his face vanishes as he spare me a glance before looking back on the road. "She isn't even worth it."

Silence creeps me and I find myself thinking about her. Now that Brandon has brought her issue up again, I feel the sudden need to deal with her.

"Stupid girl", I curse under my breath, leaning back on the car seat. Brandon chuckles lightly again. I throw a cold glare in his direction and he feigns a serious look.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea strikes my mind. I have all it takes to deal with that girl. I don't need to ask Stanley to search for her since I know her name. Stanley has more important investigations to do for me and making him search for that stupid girl will just be a waste of time.

All I need to do is make calls and everything is settled. With finality and a grin of satisfaction on my face, I conclude the idea in my mind.

Harley is going to regret crossing paths with me. I promise.