"What!" Maxwell and Ava said at the same time.Brad couldn't believe what he just heard or was his ears playing tricks on him?"What did you just say? That your father is the reason why my father is almost dead? No," Brad shook his head briefly. "You are the reason why my father is dying?"Tony looked away. "My father was not supposed to do it. He was not supposed to sacrifice his boss to save me!"Brad stood up before he could stop himself. He gripped Tony's hard-on his collar."What!" He couldn't believe it. "You bastard!" He yelled."Boss!" Maxwell called, somehow shocked by his behaviour.Though, it was expected."You made your father choose between you and your boss and you blame him? Are you for real?""But I didn't ask him!""Say that word again_" Brad muttered in between clenched teeth. "And you will blame it for the rest of your life," he warned.Tony grunted but didn't say anything.Brad watched him for another minute before he finally let him go. "So, you know so much, yet

Even though his words seemed rather so enticing, Brad didn't know if he was supposed to trust him.Who knows, he might still be working for Fernandez. And until he found otherwise, he would always doubt him.Brad crouched in front of him. “Are there other members in this with you? Or should I say ‘with your father?”Tony shook his head briefly.“Good,” Brad smirked. “Because I don't need your help. Get lost!” He snapped, stood, and looked at one of his men. “If he doesn't want to leave easily, kick him out!” He ordered.“Boss!” Tony yelled. “Please, give me this last chance. I will not disappoint P-Bold. I promise!” He pleaded.Brad turned a deaf ear to him and walked inside.His phone was ringing when he got inside. He reached for it and realized it was Kevin. He picked it up immediately.“Hello, Kevin. I forgot to call you yesterday but I really did get back to her.”“Alright. Is everything alright with him?”“Yes. She was just occupied with the fundraiser event. Have you forgotten

Brad walked to his car and drove out of the club.He felt too occupied. Maybe Maxwell was right but the more he thought about it, the more scared he got.If he sat still, his father might really die for real. He has just four days left to save his father.His phone rang suddenly. It was Ava. Brad let it ring. Maxwell has probably informed her what he intended to do.The phone stopped ringing only for it to start ringing again.Brad released a sigh and found the right spot to park. He picked up the phone.“3 Brad. Where are you? I'm in your house but Maria just informed me that you aren't at home. Where are you?”Brad sighed. “I'm on my way home. I will be there soon.”“Alright, I will be waiting,” she finished and the phone went off.Brad cupped his face in his palm for a moment in desperation. But he just couldn't bring himself to choose a different thing.He just couldn't watch his father die when there was something he could have done to help.He dragged his breath slowly and star

Brad wrapped his finger around the trigger while fighting the inner desire to end Tony's life. He was the reason why his father was dying by the way.But he couldn't.He grunted aloud and pulled the gun away.Ava released a breath she didn't even know she was holding while Tony released a sigh of relief. He actually thought Brad was going to pull the trigger.“I'm sorry for everything I have done. I will continue to apologise for the rest of my life! But Damn! I know I was a fool but what would you have done if it was you? If you discover that the girl you love so much is the daughter of your enemy?”Brad calmed down. Instead of Linda breaking up with him, he discovered instead that she was the daughter of Fernandez, his father's worst enemy. What would he do?He didn't even want to think about it.“I made a mistake! And I was ready to die for it! If my father hadn't interrupted. I never caused all this to happen! Please!” He beseeched softly.Brad turned away. His head was reeling. H

The loud ringing tone woke Brad up the next day.He darted at the wall clock only to realize it was noon.When he got home last night, he still had some bottles and that was in fact the first time he would be getting drunk.The phone stopped ringing and Brad was quick to forget it ever rang. He got out of bed and looked at himself in the mirror. Except for the rough hair and the dark bags under his eyes, he still looked good. Not that it was a problem anyway.The phone rang again and Brad reached out for it. It was Ava. “Hello, Ava.”Ava cleared her throat meaningfully. “Good morning boss. Are you alright?”“Yes, I am,” he muttered.“Ok. I just want to let you know that Ryan came around yesterday and we had to retain him. We interrogated him and found out the truth,” she explained.Brad hesitated. “It was all planned, right?”“Yes, boss. Vicenzo wants you and he's supposed to exchange you with his wife.”Brad released a sigh. “Alright.”“But are you really alright? Do you want me to