"Yes, I did," Bryson said turning to look at Dede placing the results on the table. "Get your stuff we are going somewhere," he said coldly and Dede turned to walk away but she paused in her steps."Sir, please is everything alright?" Dede asked facing Bryson once more."Don't ask silly questions. I gave you an instruction," Bryson flared off.Dede turned and hurried her steps out of the office. It is not like she had not seen Bryson angry before but she was just wondering what was making him angry. She saw an envelope on his desk which she did not place there. Everything that goes to Bryson passes through her. She had nothing to pack as she came to work without a bag. She just locked the shelf and kept the key where she was supposed to. She stepped out of her office using the outer door and saw Bryson heading for the elevator. She hurried her steps but by the time she got there, the elevator door was closing. She used the staircase running down to ensure she made it to the garage. She
Melissa dropped to her knees in tears the moment, Bryson exited the balcony. She watched through the glass door as Bryson and his guards headed for the main door. "Bryson," she called out to him but Bryson did not even spare her a glance.He walked through the front door and was out of the building. Inside the car, he shut his eyes in pain. He did love Melissa. He wanted to spend his life with her. The first time he set eyes on her, there was something about her that made him look at her. She didn't draw his inner feelings but she was unique in her own way. She was smart and very down to earth. Her attitude changed when she rose to stardom in the modelling agency. She suddenly changed in character. She suddenly turned rude. He had wanted to believe it was the defence she was building for the harsh reality of the entertainment industry so she would not get bullied. This was why he delayed their marriage. He wanted to be sure of her. Next, she started the plastic surgery. He asked her o
"Bryson?" Melissa called out and the expression on her face quickly changed from that of anger to sadness. "Please, don't leave me. I can't live without you," she said and held Bryson's by the lapel of his jacket. Bryson stood there like a robot, his gaze very cold. Melissa's face was inches away from his as she sobbed, her face suddenly getting covered with tears streaming down her cheeks and her eyes turning red with pain. Bryson's gaze shifted to Melissa's plastic surgery lips which were moving with the words coming out of her and he frowned. "Get off me Melissa," Bryson said coldly."Melissa get a hold of yourself," James yelled feeling Melissa was embarrassing herself begging a man for his love like that but his wife frowned feeling her husband was supporting Bryson's behaviour. "Bryson, don't do this to me," Melissa pleaded ignoring her father. "Bryson, I believe we can talk about this," Rebecca said and James pulled Melissa away from Bryson. "Mrs Jackson, Mr Jackson and I a
Bryson moved his hand and realized he was not alone. He frowned and turned on the bedside lamp. When he turned to look, he came face to face with Dede's sleeping face. He stared at her for a while and wondered why she was sleeping in his room again. He wanted to leave the room but his body will not respond to him. Dede moved her body slightly drawing his attention to her. He turned to stare at her again. Her face was inches away from his. He slowed his breathing not wanting to wake her. With so much on his mind and being tipsy, he was not sure when he drew closer after admiring her face for a while under the dim light. He had kissed her before and he never forgot the taste of her lips. The urge drew his desire to the surface. He kissed her and Dede opened her eyes and moved backwards seeing Bryson in her bed. "Sir," Dede whispered. "Ssh," Bryson said placing his hand on his lips. Dede realized immediately he was drunk. She got out of bed and Bryson's gaze followed her as she went
"Huh!" Dede said unable to look Bryson in the eye."Look at me and answer my question," Bryson said and Dede struggled to raise her head to look at Bryson.She looked everywhere but Bryson. Bryson stood up from behind his desk and walked up to her. Dede retrieved her steps making Bryson stop in his tracks. The last thing he wanted to hear was, that he was harassing a woman in his office. He frowned and headed for the door."You can go back to your office and have the documents ready and on my desk for the afternoon meeting. Tell Alex, I said he should help you get ready for tomorrow's event," Bryson said and exited his office using the main exit. Outside, Bryson used the staircase and headed for the finance department. He could have invited the finance manager into his office but he wanted to get out of his office. It was just him and Dede alone on the whole fourth floor. Calling Dede to his office and her behaviour just now, brought his desire to the surface. He was just a couple of
Bryson upon getting home, called Alex and instructed him to do the investigation on his family discreetly. His wealth was not one that he had inherited from his father.The Adams family is wealthy and powerful because of his hard work. His parents were neither poor nor rich. Bryson growing up as a boy had always been smart and industrious. With his science and mechanical engineering background, his company has created robots for the government to send on peacekeeping missions instead of sending people who may end up dead. To make the military people still relevant, the robots have been assigned to individuals to control. The robots have been built in such a way that they can be controlled by their assigned individuals from thousands of miles away. All you need is the robot code, and the software and you log in with their credentials and you can see everything the robot sees, and through the robot, you can engage with the individuals. It is almost like playing a game. This is where he
There was a door creaking noise heard in the hallway making Bryson, Dede and Alex look in the direction where Melissa was standing a while ago. "Check what is happening there," Bryson said and Alex moved towards the direction the noise had come from. "You look great," Bryson complimented Dede as soon as Alex left. "Thank you. You look amazing like always too," Dede returned the compliment. "It was one of the waiters using the back door," Alex reported upon return and Bryson frowned. "Have that door locked. I don't want anyone using that entrance," Bryson said and fully descended the staircase making Dede move a step back to make way for him. "Let's go," Bryson said to Dede and strode towards the auditorium's main entrance. After walking to the door, he turned to find Dede walking like she was counting her steps. He frowned and walked back to her. "Struggling with the heels?" he asked seeing she was looking at her feet. "A little," Dede replied with an awkward smile. "
"What happened?" Alex asked forgetting Bryson was also in the room."Don't ask silly questions, get her something to cover herself with," Bryson yelled at Alex and he left quickly to find Dede something to wear. Downstairs in the hall, Mr Jackson searched for his daughter but she was nowhere to be found. Melissa after ripping Dede's dress exited the building and went straight to her car. She asked the driver to move out of the place and she made a call to someone. "Make sure those pictures are everywhere on social media. If you can, let it go on the news," Melissa said with a sinister smile. "I would like a follow-up news to tell everyone she is a whore and a home wrecker," she added before ending the call."Silly girl, you want to take what is mine because you feel you have what it takes," Melissa scoffed and her driver looked at her briefly in the rearview mirror and continued driving. Back at the event location, Alex returned with another dress and Dede quickly put it on inside t