All Chapters of ONE NIGHT STAND BETWEEN BEST FRIENDS : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Brandon “Don't you see the problem?” Madison's voice was just a pitch away from screaming, “You had me completely blindsided.” “So?” I asked, looking around the room while keeping a smile on my face. “I am not ready for such a big change,” she cried. “Why not?” I asked her. “What should I do then? Give the position to Stuart?” “You wouldn't dare!” she spat angrily. “Sometimes it's like you forget I'm your boss,” I said to her with a smile. She cleared her throat and straightened her posture. “We are not done talking about this.” “Of course not,” I said. “We have to discuss your salary and the new duties you would have to take up in your new role.” “You mean attending dreary, long board meetings,” she rolled her eyes. “Won't it be wonderful? Think about all the fun we could have together.” “I know you're finding this amusing.” “I do not know what you are talking about,” I said with a shrug. I knew she would punch me if she could. “I'm trying to adopt a baby,” she finally s

Salma With gritted teeth and a tight smile, I entered the venue of the party which was already in full swing when I arrived. “Salma!” Allison called my name. I turned and saw her standing with Mr. and Mrs. Wang who had smiles on their faces. Mrs. Wang stepped forward to hug me. “Thank you,” she said to me as she wrapped her arms around me. She let go of me and said, “The twins are recovering nicely. I don't know how to thank you for…” “No,” I shook my head, “I was only doing my job.” “You did more than that,” Mr. Wang stepped forward, “I heard you stayed back in Texas because of our twins.” I smiled kindly at them, “It was not a problem at all. I love that I could help.” “We wanted to buy you something,” said Mrs. Wang, “a nice gesture to show how much we appreciate you.” “The health of your children is all the thanks I need,” I said firmly. As a doctor, I could not accept gifts of any kind from my patients. It was simply unethical to do so, and I always preferred to maintai

BrandonAs a businessman, I hated Salma for what she had just done. But as someone with a beef with Richard, I had a smile on my face. “She's such a hater,” Elaine whispered beside me as Salma made her way off the podium. “Why are you smiling?” Elaine asked me when I remained quiet. “She's only being honest to her trade,” I told Elaine, which I knew surprised her. “Honest? She clearly hates us. She's doing this for revenge,” she said, scornfully beside me. I looked at her, wondering why she was so mean about Salma but her anger was justified in some way so I left it alone. Richard took the podium again and tried to say a few words to make up for what Salma had said but it was too late. No one was really listening to what he had to say anymore. The party continued with Richard silently fuming. He tried to hide it but I could tell by the way he had his fingers in a fist that he was angry. The second Elaine left my side, I searched the sea of faces for Salma. I spotted her talking

BrandonThe drive to the hospital was mostly in silence until I could not contain my curiosity anymore, and I had to ask, “I know we're in the middle of a custody battle, but I need to know… is she alright? Leona?” “I don't…” I knew she was about to make some protest of a kind so I added,“Please, I need to know.” She sighed and replied, “Yes. She's fine.” “Thank you,” I said, relieved at the answer, but I had more questions for Salma about my daughter—questions that could not wait. “Is she in a safe place? Somewhere no one can hurt her?” I asked gently, preparing myself mentally for Salma to flare up and mistake my question as an affront on her parenting. “She's with people I trust,” she replied, “she's safe.” I nodded, grateful for the response. “If there's anything I can do to…” “There's nothing,” she replied sharply, “the one thing you can do is stay away from her.” This was not the time to argue with her so I remained quiet. We were at the hospital five minutes later. I

Brandon “Press charges?” It felt like the world was spinning around me. “Yes,” came her firm response, “you have to come quickly,” she said, “there are some cops here, and he's threatening to reveal all.” I scoffed because Richard was being delusional.“Reveal what? He was wrong and he knows that.” “Please,” Elaine begged, “I don't know what's going on between you two, but it has to stop.” “Brandon?” “What?” “Promise me you'll come down here so we can have this all straightened out?” she asked; her tone sounded desperate. “Sure.” When I got to the hospital, I called Elaine, who led me to her father's room on a floor reserved for VVIPs. I knew Richard Summers was one of the hospital's biggest donors; hence, he would be treated like a king here. I'm was in Richard's room with Elaine on my arm. He was talking to a detective when I walked in. “Let's do this some other time,” he said, feigning weakness in front of the detective. I had to do all I could to stop myself from laughi