Although Brandon was hungry,but to him eating the food was like stooping so low.
He walked to the bathroom and freshen up, he quickly put on an orange shirt and an orange short- it was a complete outfit.
He made a call to the customer service and ordered for food. The food arrived after some time of waiting, he couldn't even finish the food.
"Where did she go" He asked himself, immediately he noticed that Beatrice was no where to be found.
Brandon stood up and headed to the kitchen, only to see Beatrice sitting on the floor- her two hands were wrapped around her legs, she was crying.
It was a touching sight, Brandon wondered the reason she was crying, he wanted to walk away but he didn't.
He walked closer to her and touched her shoulder, she quickly wiped her tears.
Although she was shocked, but that wasn't her problem.
"Why...why...Gosh!" Brandon couldn't bring himself to ask the question, he was
Her curves were revealed in the blue gown, she twirled around the mirror and a smile of satisfaction found its way to her face.She wasn't told the occasion, so she put on a gown.After arranging her hair with some hair clips, she wore a black heels - not that she didn't have any other colours of heels, black was her favorite.She gave Brandon a stare and she saw that he was busy with one of his phones.He was dressed in a blue sleeve and a black jeans, the first two buttons were open and Beatrice wondered why he always did that.Wait!She just noticed something; he was also putting a blue shirt, same colour with her gown."It isn't my fault, i didn't know, i just randomly picked a gown and it turned out to be blue" She assured herself and picked her bag."I am ready" She said and he fixed his gaze at her.She thought he was gonna query her for wearing a blue gown, but he didn't, he ju
Jane made a call to Brandon, but he didn't take his calls - after calling for the fifth time, someone picked the call."Brandon i want us to meet now!" She said in a strict tone."Ummm......Sorry, this isn't Brandon on the line, it's his wife" She heard a voice - she figured out it was Beatrice."Oh, you are the bitch he got married to" Jane said and the next thing she heard made her angry."Am his wife and you who are you? You must be his mistress, right?. Aren't you ashame, if he really loves you then he wouldn't have gotten married to me, he's just toiling with you" Jane heard her say and the call went disconnected.What?A mistress?Toiling with me?How dare she say those words to me?Jane threw the phone away, she scattered the vase and broke her mirror."No!"*******Beatrice felt proud about putting her in her place. She turned around and saw Brandon staring at her.When did he
She covered herself with the duvet as tears rolled down her cheeks, she placed her head on the pillow and took a deep breath.Beatrice was no longer in the garage but her room. The video was a video of Brandon and a lady making out.A married man!What the heck???She was shocked and surprised at herself. Why was she crying?They were forced, not that they love each other."He's married for crying out loud! Even if he doesn't respect me he should respect himself" She sobbed.After some time of crying over Brandon she wiped her tears and stood up from the bed."I don't care if he sleeps with all the girls in France, all I want is money and am gonna get it" She assured herself and walked to the door.Beatrice opened the door only to see Brandon standing outside - he was also trying to open the door."What are you doing here?" She asked him with so much hatred sounding in her voice."It's my
Mrs Veronica Emerson removed her spectacles as she stepped out of the car. Her son Dave also came out of the car using the other door. "Sweet home" Dave muttered. The guards rushed to the boot and took their bags in. Mrs Veronica smiled in satisfaction as she walked into the living room. "Just as we left it". "Where is everyone?" She asked. "The trip was so stressful, no wonder Brandon hates traveling" Dave lamented. "I don't fucking care, all I care about is my company, I need every details of what happened while I was away" She said. "Hey" She called a maid. The maid rushed to meet her. Everyone knew she was short tempered and they didn't want to get on her bad side. "Welcome home ma'am and sir" The maid greeted both of them with smiles on her face. "Thanks. Inform the chefs, I am organizing a dinner party. You know what to do right?" "Yes ma'am" The maid bowed and walked out, heading to the kitchen probably to inform the other maids. "Mum" Mia called as she
The kiss was so intense and passionate. Brandon reciprocated the kiss, their tongue interlocked with each other.He drew her closed to him. Her boobs pressing against his chest and eyes closed.The sound of the phone ringing made them quickly disengaged- it was Brandon's phone ringing.Beatrice lowered her gaze to the floor immediately, she didn't know what made her do it.Regret was written on both their faces. But why do something when you know you'd regret it later?"I... I...am.... sorry" Beatrice stuttered. "I was just overwhelmed with joy and all""Shit" Brandon cursed. He brought out his phone from his pocket and checked the caller.It was his mum calling - Mrs Veronica Emerson."Anyways, the chocolates aren't from me, it was from Mia. She said you guys made something like a deal and she owes you some chocolates" Brandon said to Beatrice."But......""Te
It came as a shock to Brandon.What did Beatrice think she was doing?He didn't want to stop her. Never! He had pride and ego.*Mia who had been eavesdropping on them decided to go in and stop Beatrice because she knew Brandon won't."What do you think you are doing?" Mia asked no one in particular."Nothing" Beatrice replied and wanted to walk out, but Mia held her wrist."Please don't go..... Brandon what is wrong with you? Apologize to her now!" Mia said, commanding Brandon."Don't interfere in our private matters okay? You don't know anything! Just go, I don't want to talk to anyone!" Brandon yelled.It was the first time he was talking to her like that."Really? You want me to keep quiet? That's great!" Mia loosened her grip from Beatrice wrist. "You can leave, and as for you Brandon, forget about our relationship, forget about me" Mia angrily said."Mia don't do anything nasty bec
"Screw you Brandon" She angrily cursed when she saw that he wasn't replying. "I never thought I would miss this jerk"******** Brandon shook hands with the Mr byoong wo as they concluded the deal. That was the last time he was gonna go to Korea. There were some memories there he didn't want to remember. He didn't like traveling but he had to because of the millions of dollars deal, and he also wanted to stay away from his family for one week. He definitely had lots of apologies to do to Mia. Brandon walked away with two body guards. He was about entering into the car when he heard someone screamed "Oppa!". He turned and saw it was Amelia. Mr byoong wo's daughter - their childhood friend. Amelia wasn't staying in Korea, but in France. She ran to meet Brandon. "Bonjour" She greeted with a smile and bowed slightly. "Reall
The bathtub couldn't contain them both, so Beatrice was on top.She immediately stood up.Brandon smirked and she glared at him."Why the heck did you do that? What was that for?" She furiously asked. Her temper rising."I just felt like doing it, no string attached" Brandon replied. "Have you heard of sex in the shower? How about we try it""You are disgusting" Beatrice said and walked out of the bathroom.Her dress was ruined.Gosh!And the meeting was about to start, if it hadn't even started.BRANDON INDUSTRIES COMPANYThe share holders were all in the hall, it was time to begin the meeting. Most of them were now running out of patience.Mr Emerson and Mr Alexander were also in the hall.They heard footsteps and they turned swiftly to see the owners.Behold it was Brandon and his wife.Mr Emerson was almost