After Sebastian briefed them about the possibility of his father’s involvement in Joseph Sanchez’s death, Alexander’s conscience caught up to him. “What about his family? How are they holding up right now?” Alex asked. “I put some men tailing the wife and his two daughters. Expect new information ready for you in the next several days,” Sebastian responded. “That motherfucker!” Alexander cussed at his father. He then diverted his focus to Brandon, who sat silently beside him after he came halfway to the discussion. “What is my father doing right now? What kind of messed up actions did he do?” he barked at Brandon. Brandon–knowing that Alexander has a foul mood after receiving this heartbreaking news, only answered calmly and did not talk back to Alex. “He is not in the office right now, but I have the info that he already colluded with a few of the board of directors and having a private lunch meeting in a private gentlemen’s club this afternoon,” Brandon replied calmly. “Who
IRIS Days came in and out blurry in Iris’ dazed mind. After she had a dress fitting two days ago and Alex came to check up on her–her days were filled with Sheila and the ultra-fast preparation for the wedding. She had to put an announcement in front of her shop, stating that the shop would be closed for one week due to personal reasons. Iris also regrettably had to cancel the order and profusely apologize to her loyal customers because she couldn’t make the cupcakes. Now, she was waiting for the head florist to bring the sample of the flower bouquet for the venues, and she looked around the exclusive flower shop that usually caters for the wedding of high-end private clientele. For people like Alexander Roman Browning, and by extension, for her. “I think a bunch of lilacs is a lovely choice. What do you think, Iris?” Sheila asked her, and it made her stop daydreaming in the middle of the appointment room. “Oh, I love flowers. Anything will do, honestly,” Iris replied candidly
Sheila brought her to a private club with her eyes closed by the black silk eye mask. She left the bachelorette party in Sheila’s hand. Iris just hoped that tonight would go without any significant problems. Remembering how crazy and spontaneous Sheila was–made her nervous and anxious. But Sheila assured Iris that everything was under control. “Leave it to me. You will leave this room ready to be a Mrs. Browning. This is the last time you become a single lady!” “Let’s have fun before Alex sniffs around and busts the party!” Sheila said with a string of fun giggles. Iris blinked to adjust her vision after Sheila led her to a special room–the opulent private room situated in the high-end nightclub in this luxury hotel. He could faintly hear the sound of EDM music played by a DJ from outside this soundproof room. The music was set in a sultry and seductive mood in this room. The lighting of this private room was also artfully set up to enhance th
ALEXANDERHe woke up first before Iris. It was understandable because his fiancee was totally out since last night’s bachelorette party, courtesy of his meddlesome but wholesome assistant–Sheila. Alex couldn’t get tired of seeing Iris peacefully sleep beside him in his bed. Knowing she was safe and sound under his protection was a satisfying feeling. He kissed her once again before he went out of bed and started his day. Iris only frowned in her sleep but did not wake up when he kissed her forehead. Alex chuckled when he saw that. His woman was really cute. He took a quick shower and put the coffee machine on work. While he was waiting for the coffee, he opened his iPad and checked emails for work-related and also from Sebastian regarding the progress of their investigations. He promised Adam to meet today and has already prepared the best proposal for him to invest in the Asia Pacific expansion investment. If the scheme and proposal were successful, Alex would use this to cemen
After he parted ways with Iris, Brandon brought him to Adam’s office. “Do you know what Julianne and her family are up to these days? They surprisingly stay low,” Alex mused, and Brandon answered him while he rechecked their proposal and its supplementary document they brought to the meeting with Adam. “It looks like they plan something behind your back, and I know that your father is still persistently talking with the Ruthford, maybe still hoping the deal is sealed, with or without your involvement,” Brandon said. “Can you find out what they are brewing behind me?” Alex gave an inquiry to Brandon, and his assistant only nodded, a sign he heard Alex well and would proceed with the request. “You got it, Boss!” Brandon suddenly said random things to him. He raised his left eyebrow. “What do you mean?” he asked back. “I know you have a lot on your plates right now,” Brandon told him. “But I have faith that you can sort them out. I’ve seen how you worked, and even though I c
Adam nodded and held out his hand for them to shake hands. “Deal, I will support you. You can start by sending me the detailed version of this proposal and prepare to talk with my directors and legal team to sort out the agreement,” Adam said to Alex. “Thank you, Adam. Your support means a lot to me and the essentially needed for the survival of the employees and business of Browning Enterprise.” Alex shook Adam’s hand firmly. A symbolic gesture that they were joining forces. Adam dismissively received his compliment. “You talk business. Then we deal with this professionally,” Adam stated. Maybe he knew that, at first, Alex’s angle was something personal involving his bad history between Adam and Ruthford's family. But fortunately, he pivoted and chose to talk business purely. So here they were. Adam would be his potential business partner, and Alex was ready to execute his next plan to take over the company and let his father rot in jail. “I will do that. Expect Brandon or my o
IRISThey would be married soon. Now it felt as accurate as it could get. Iris’ hands felt clammy because she couldn’t contain her nervousness for the next moment. Even when she put on the dreamy wedding dress that she had chosen several days ago with the approval of her best friends–her heart stuttered, and she breathed choppily for several seconds. The silky smooth dress that flowed in elegance when she crossed the bathroom to the makeup station in this presidential suite hotel made Rose and Elena gasp in awe. “Oh, my God! You are so beautiful!” Rose looked at her with misty eyes. “Do I?” Iris felt anxious. When the makeup artist started doing her job, she told Iris, “Ms Denver, your face is like porcelain, clean and perfectly proportioned. I feel so happy having you as my client. You are effortlessly beautiful, and so easy for me to make you up. The base is already perfect!” said the makeup artist Megan. Pedro, the hair stylist, also complimented her curly auburn red hair. H
Iris waved her free hand to Alex shortly when he greeted her, and it made the officiant and the guests chuckle at her antics. Thankfully her silliness could lighten the mood. “Shall we start, the bride and the groom? Ladies and Gentlemen?” All the guests murmured okay, and it was the cue for the officiant to start the ceremony. The Priest started to talk, and he gave such a beautiful speech about marriage life and how love was such a miracle and a strong foundation for the couple who experienced them in their lives. The atmosphere was running solemnly until the priest led Alex to say his marriage vows. Alex talked confidently and repeated his vows while looking at Iris deeply. “I, Alexander Roman Browning, take you, Iris Patricia Denvier, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part.”Iris choked up when she heard his vows. And when it was her time t