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    Thalia’s pov


    I sat on the bed watching Josh lose his mind. I had no idea how Brandon was managing to ce


    cameras everywhere they went but I was d I was able to follow all the updates.


    It was satisfying to watch the stup*d man panicking and losing it and the icing on the cake was the fact


    that he had no idea that we were watching him.


    Both Jessica and Victor looked like a mess, all their expensive clothes and jewelry that they bought


    with my money seemed to itch against their flesh, they stopped putting them on and only wore in


    Gentex was receivingwsuits from all corners of the world.  Somehow Brandon had managed to


    malfunction even the products that were sold overseas. I could only imagine how much money that


    cost.


    I doubt the Nelsons were even sleeping, the other day Josh went into his office with the same suit. He


    looked all scruffy and his beards were a mess and all over the ce.


    I bet his hair was as smelly as mine was, I wanted him to pass through all the phases of hell that I went


    through.


    I wanted him to know that hell was real, just like I felt and found out. I bet they had nned a perfect


    life after they were married but all that came crumbling down all thanks to Brandon. He promised to


    give him the test of a very worse hell.


    The couple was supposed to be enjoying their honeymoon but they were dirty, probably smelling like


    sh*t and trying to hold on to the rags of Gentex that Brandon was going to leave them with.


    I trusted Brandonpletely, he assured me he had a strategy to revive mypany and rebrand it


    for me.


    He was somewhat beginning to scare the living life out of me, the man was dying but he was still if not


    the most powerful and untouchable man in the world. No one even dared to help Josh, Brandon had


    made sure of that.


    While Josh was busy guessing who was sabotaging hispany, the culprit was busy exercising for


    our sex deal though I had noted a drastic change in his mood.


    He was in one of the rooms busy working out. The Jerk was eager to have sex with me after I delivered


    my baby which I was yet to get confirmation if the first procedure worked.


    I had no idea whether tough or feel sorry for him. I only made a deal with him to see if he really


    wanted to have sex with me.


    It was some kind of joke, to be honest. But to my shock he began working up early every morning,


    doing his morning run and simple exercises.


    At first, I gave him a day, thinking he was going to give up due to tiredness or fatigue, three days


    psed and he went on exercising.


    I noticed that during those three days he never lost consciousness or had an episode. Maybe


    exercising was the trick, we were going to hold on and watch. But one thing I noted was that he


    distanced himself from me, unlike other days where he was all over me and trying to eat my cleavage


    or sleep with me.


    Somehow I missed the attention, I couldn’t hide that fact. I had no idea why he chose to distance


    himself, maybe it was because time was catching up with him and he did not want me to be attached to


    him. Somehow I had gotten used to the unpredictable Brandon.


    I looked up the screen and Josh talking about Melisa and Derrick got my attention. Somehow his tired


    useless brain thought my father’s old allies were behind the sabotage.


    I almost burst outughing, my father’s ghost was haunting him, no matter how hard he had earlier


    tried to portray himself as a free man.


    I quickly got up and ran to Brandon’s Gym room. In the weeks I had been staying in the house I had


    gotten to know the ins and outs of all the rooms.


    I walked in and found him seated on the treadmill, he looked so tired and defeated. His eyes looked like


    he was from crying, they were swollen red, or maybe he had been scratching them or something.


    On any given day I would have burst outughing, teasing him but he looked miserable. I felt sorry for


    him, I felt really sad. He was really trying to beat the disease but it was knocking him back, t a*s.


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    I walked to the mill and took a seat.


    “I think you should call it a day,” I said to him but he only maintained his gaze on the floor.


    “Brandon?” I called again.


    “I have exactly less than a week,” he said, his face still fixed on the floor.


    “I have a week to test for the pregnancy,” I said, ignoring his statement. He looked up at me and gave


    me a fake smile. “I have given my detailed outlines of the n to Nestor should I kick the bucket,” he


    stated.


    I rolled my eyes. He was talking like he had given up already. I was not going to believe that he was


    dying. I held his hand and said, “You are not going anywhere, you are going to be there till the end of


    the n,” I stated.


    He quickly let go of my hand and looked away. Yes, I was giving him force hope and I knew it was not


    fair on his part.


    “What do you want?” he asked?


    “I Beg your pardon?” I replied, confused.


    “Why were you looking for me?” he asked.


    I only stared at him, I forgot the reason why I had walked all the way to the gym. He gave out the fake


    smile again, it was irritating that he could not even give out a genuine smile. “Did you miss me that


    much?” he asked.


    I quickly hit the back of his head knowing full well why I was looking for him. Josh was going after


    Melissa and Derick.


    We needed to find a way for the two of them to lie on my behalf. I was very sure they were not under


    his parole and I was very much sure that they couldn’t ept to be put on his payroll.


    He chuckled and asked for my phone where he wrote a text to them and asked me to wait.


    I was very nervous and had no idea what he sent but her massage quickly popped up. She vowed to


    inform Josh that they had not seen me ormunicated with me.


    She wanted to give him the impression that I was dead. Brandon on the other end was going to delete


    all traces and evidence of me ever talking to the couple.


    I smiled, the man in front of me had solutions to every problem. I was very impressed. He ordered me


    to help him get up as we both walked to the bedroom


    I was curious so asked. “how did you manage to put cameras in Josh’spany? Last time we talked,


    you said the security was tight?”


    “You should have met the old Brandon Fraser, nothing was impossible. I bought their security firm,” he


    replied and grabbed some files handing them to me. “Time to go back to work,” he said.


    I smiled on the part of the security firm, somehow I became curious as to how much he had already


    spent at the expense of my revenge. But I frowned on the part of going to work, if there was something


    that I hated, it was working in Mandel.


    I could not help but feel that he was setting me up for hispany while destroying mine. I had


    stopped arguing with him some days ago because that was not thest picture that I wanted him to


    have of me.


    He was only remaining with a few days on earth, we all knew that and he knew it. The sadness that I


    first saw hovering over his head was back.


    I had tried cheering him on but like I earlier stated he had begun distancing himself away from me. And


    he had begun marking the stup*d calendar again.


    I grabbed the files and began going through them. Just likest time Nestor came and picked me up. I


    was reluctant to leave Brandon alone at first, knowing full well what happened thest time we had left


    him alone.


    But there was no choice. I needed to talk with the board before they began hatching ns again. To be


    on the safe side, I arranged with Nestor to only drop me off at the offices while he returned to babysit.


    I took my bath and wore the most revealing purple dress in the closet, which showed off all my assets,


    especially the cleavage that Brandon loved about me. But he only took one glimpse and looked away.


    Deep down it hurt, I missed the old p*rvert Brandon, he was more cheerful and would have passed a


    lot of sillyments. It was not like I was trying to seduce him, I just wanted to leave a smiling


    Brandon.


    But it was like I was not going to see his smile ever again. The stup*d days were catching up on him no


    matter how hard he tried to run. He was tired of running, it looked like he just sat there waiting for death


    to grab him.


    We were supposed to be toasting every second of Josh’s downfall but he rarely even looked up on the


    screen. Yes, he was busy on his tablet with his men tearing every part of Gentex into shreds but the


    zeal that he earlier had of mocking Josh was gone.


    I said my goodbye but he only waved and looked away his eyes fixed on his useless tablet. I stood


    there waiting for him to look up but he did not.


    Not even when he was very much away that I was in the room. He did not even bother reminding me of


    the time. It was very irritating, especially that there was nothing that I could do to cheer him up.


    The door opened and Nestor who I could only assume had gotten tired of waiting outside walked in. He


    first stared at me from bottom to down, giving me the look that I was expecting from Brandon.


    He was struck numb and frozen at the door. Brandon looked behind at him and noticed but him staring


    but he only looked away.


    The old Brandon would have rendered all mother of insults at him and fired him but he only looked


    away and went on with whatever he was doing on his tablet.


    Nestor noted Brandon’s reaction and cleared his throat. “Thalia, we are runningte,” he said. I turned


    almost bumping into him before I exited the room, irritated. I could hear him following me from behind in


    silence, I got in p*ssed almost smashing the door hard.


    Instead of opening the pilot doorway, he opened mine. “Thalia if you lose it, he will lose it too,” he


    stated.


    I shrugged, the man in front of me definitely had no life. I turned and faced him, “Why do you behave


    like my stup*d elder brother when it is obvious you would pay your entire savings to f**k me?” I asked


    in a serious tone.


    He chuckled and was about to walk to his seat but I yelled at him to answer the dumb questions. He


    stopped and turned, “I miss the old Thalia, you are slowly turning into toxic Brandon!” he replied.


    My heart ached as I got off the helicopter and hit him. He grabbed me and pinned me against the


    ne. His heart beating fast and his breath heavy.


    “You want him dead, don’t you!” I yelled at him.


    “You want him dead so that you can have me for yourself!” I added. I was very much aware of the way


    he looked at me from day one. The problem with him and Brandon was that they thought I was


    brainless.


    “You are full of sh*t, ain’t you? Let me pump some sense into you,” he finally replied. “If I was given a


    gun to shoot between you and Brandon, I would shoot you without blinking.


    My loyalty will always remain with Brandon. Get into the f**king helicopter and do some work for once! ”


    he yelled at me. I froze for some seconds only staring at him.


    “Your useless revenge is all he worries about and keeps him and most of us awake.


    You are the only one that sleeps without giving a sh*t, yes you have some good t*ts that are refreshing


    for him and everyone to look at but is that all you will ever offer him up to hisst breath?” he retorted.


    My tongue became tired as I continued staring at him, his words cut deep, and a flood of tears hung in


    my eyelids waiting to flood my face. He was hundred percent correct, I was just a set of t*ts to Brandon


    and had nothing to offer him while he spent nights on his tablet avenging my enemies.


    A voice cleared from behind us and Nestor quickly let go of me. It was Brandon and he had a serious


    face on.


    We had no idea how long he was standing there or if he had heard anything. He walked to where I was


    standingpletely ignoring Nestor who had a face full of regret. He stood next to me, reached his


    hand into his pocket, and removed an earpiece.


    He slowly connected it for me saying; “I forgot to give you this, in case you forget anything and this time


    I will not go dark on you,” he said.


    I only stared at him, trying so hard to push the tears within me. He moved closer and kissed me on my


    cheek, saying how beautiful I looked before trailing his eyes all over my Cleavage, he smiled.


    A genuine smile that I had not seen for days but it came at the wrong minute. He turned and walked


    away edging us to go before we lost time standing outside like statues.