The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge)

Brandon walked inside the house, it was full of people, his in-laws and Aliana’s friends. “This was all planned without me?” Brandon said to himself.Alianna is of average height, thick long black hair, dashing sexy red lips; her body is an art to be studied. She sat down right next to her father, Sir Alvarez, who ran a multimillionaire company. ‘That dumb, wretched, poor man. I still wonder what you saw in him to have married him”, Grandpa Alvarez said.“YOU should let the pauper go his way, he doesn’t deserve you” one of Aliana's friends said.Brandon watched as they rained words and demeaning utterance right in Brandon’s presence.“Good evening Sir Alvarez”, Brandon breaks the ice. They ignored him and kept talking.“Aliana, there is someone I want you to meet” her father said to her.Brandon had had enough of their humiliation. He left the place before the visitor came in. “Here, junior, this is the gift I got for you”. Brandon handed the gift to Junior.Filled with a grin, he

What’s worse than a man who has lost everything? I have failed in life”, Brandon laments. “Without money no one would call you, No one would check up on you, NO one would support you, No one would love you”. Those were Brandon’s father’s last words to him before he left. “The call last night was from Arturo, my father’s right hand and most trusted man. I had no choice than to accept his offer, I would call my father!” Brandon said as he made up his mind.“Brandon wade Ramirez!” the voice said from the phone. It was Brandon's father. “Father!” Brandon managed to say after several minutes. “Yes young man, it's your father” the man replied. Tears rolled down Brandon’s cheeks. “You were right father, Everything you said was true!” Brandon said.“I regret going against your words, father”, Brandon added. “This is sudden and unexpected! When Arturo told me he found you I had doubts”, Brandon’s father said in a calm and cold voice. “I want to know what happened. Why did you decide to come

“Would you like to see your new appearance sir?” the woman asked Brandon. “Yes!” “Show me” he responded.They took him to the viewing room. It had large mirrors on both sides. “ Now I look Like a Real Man”, Brandon said smiling balefully with an evil smirk.Brandon’s life took a new turnaround within a day. Not only did he have a glowed up change, but he had a new mindset. “Thirsty for revenge!” he replied, smashing his hands together briskly.“We are leaving now! Young master” Arturo said to Brandon.“Welcome to The Golden Prime Inc. Your father’s first company here in Rivera”, Arturo said, as he led the way. “It’s all the same but a lot has changed. The colors, the buildings and the water fountain are no longer there? That was my Mother’s design”, Brandon said. No one cared to listen, they were all focused on entering the building. All the men came to a halt except Brandon, who walked side by side with his father.“Until you are installed and accepted as the new heir, you cannot w

“Thank You Brandon, right?” Esmeralda smiled, asking if she got the name right. “I am caught in the moment!” “What just happened?” “You moved on so fast. I wasn’t expecting you to,... you know. Isn’t it so fast or should I say it took you so long to get over this pretty face!” The strange man pestered Esmeralda.Brandon stepped in to defend Esmeralda. “Who is he?” He asked decisively. “Opps! she didn’t tell you about me. No qualms,I am…….”Esmeralda jumped into the conversation right before the man could answer Brandon’s question. “He is a nobody. Let’s leave now, she said, jittering”, forcing herself into composure. They left the mall and moved towards the car. “Do you want to talk about it or some other time?” Esmeralda maintained her silence.Whatever effect that man had on her would be of great interest to me. “Would you like to take your car or you ride with me?” Brandon asked in a meaning to console Esmeralda. With no words she accepted his offer.Brandon told Natalie to dri

Dawson Capentrano walked into the building briskly with high shoulders, stamping his toes on the rugged floor of the lighted room at the gallow’s last floor.He seemed to be conscious of his surroundings as he patiently observed his environment and, maintaining his bold composure, he reached the reception and himself comfortable on the sofa close to the door, watching the entrance.He beckoned to the receptionist and requested a cocktail drink. The receptionist went ahead to get a waiter to attend to his needs, but felt bothered... she went ahead to ask him if he was waiting for some;“Sir, are you waiting to see someone?Not really! He retorted! Just get me my drink. He said firmly, without gazing at her.The waitress returned to her post but murmured some words to her colleague, who left the post counter, and went inside the third wing door.Shortly, a smart young short man came out….Who are you sir and how can I be of help, the young short man that seemed to be the manager asked.