CHAPTER 3
852 Words
BRYSON RAMOS POV'S
In our lives, we can't avoid having competition, whether it's simply in dealing with them or in how we treat others. As I'm experiencing now, I'm competing with our bussiness to grow it even more. I'm not that good at handling a company, but I can do my job well because I will try all the ways to achieve what I want.
I am Bryson Ramos, 25 years old. I'm so serious in life and have perfect decision making. I am also called mafia boss because I consider everyone as my enemy.
Why should I consider them allies if I can't trust them, right?
Additionally, I am also the CEO of the largest liquor company here in the Philippines. It's called Zinfandel Philippines Manufacturing Corporation. Grandpa told me then that he built it because he liked the taste of the wine he tasted in other countries.
I was currently in my room here at home when my friend suddenly entered.
There must be a problem, again!
"Grandpa will be here, now!" He said nervously.
He is Braxton Wood, he is also 25 years old and I have been a friend for a long time. He is my ally in everything and one of the one's I trust. Since we were in grade 5, we were in the same class and until we went to college, we were always in the same class, so he became my friend and hired as my assistant.
"Let's get ready." I said and stood up from my bed.
"He said he was with someone." He said that surprised me.
Who can go with grandpa?
"Then?" Hoping that he will answer well.
"He warned us to be careful." When he said that, I felt nervous.
Grandpa wouldn't say that if we weren't in danger.
"Where is he now?"
"I don't know. I've been calling him for a while but he's not answering... Maybe he's doomed."
"F*ck! Sh*t!" I immediately grabbed my black blazer before putting it on. I also put two guns in both pockets of my pants.
He quickly gave me my wireless earphones which were connected to his earphones so we could hear each other before handing me my transparent eye glasses which can detect people holding guns. I also wore my watch with only a hidden bomb and the black leather sneakers shoes with a hidden camera.
"Get the things ready for us." I ordered him which he immediately obeyed.
I need a lot of guns and vehicles, we will surely fight here again.
A few minutes later he returned with a large bag containing a gun.
"Let's go." I said and immediately left the room.
After we got in the car, I immediately started it.
"Where are we going now?" He asked.
"Track grandpa's car now. We'll follow them." I ordered him and he immediately opened his laptop before clicking on it.
I don't really know much about tracking cars so I did it myself. He also studied for almost a year before he learned.
"They're in Laurel. It's 25.9 km away. We can get there in 55 mins but it's possible to get there in 30 mins if you drive faster."
"So, are you saying I drive slowly?" I asked him before driving off.
I grinned when I saw him clinging to his seat belt.
"You still need to train, Braxton." I patted his shoulder and sped up the car again.
We were in the middle of the road when suddenly I felt something strange in my stomach.
Hyst! Why now?
"I think you should be the trained, boss." Braxton looked at me laughing and shook his head.
"Let's stop for now. I really can't take it anymore." I promised before parking the car in front of a club.
I have no choice. Even though I don't like this place, I can't stop the pain in my stomach anymore. That's bullshit, what did I eat and my stomach hurts like this?
"There you go. I'm just fast." I tossed him the key before running inside the club.
Where is the cr here?
When I got to the end of the hallway I felt happy to see the cr for men.
"Finally." I said before entering the cr.
I took off my underwear and sat down comfortably.
I still singing a 'hmm hmm' as I release the thing inside my stomach.
After I did what I had to do I noticed there was no water!
The bucket was empty too and the faucet didn't even leak!
F*ck! Why didn't I immediately find out if there was water?
How is this?
What will I do?
I look disgusting now!
When I felt someone enter the cr, I immediately drew my gun which was not noisy. It might be who it is and suddenly open the door.
When I felt her turn on the faucet on the bathroom counter wash I felt irritated.
Why is not water here?!
I was shocked when someone spoke and it was a woman's voice.
So, I'm with a woman in the comfort room now? Damn, that's embarrassing!
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