Rowan bellowed, "I'm going, it's my birthday bash!"
Brandon snapped, slapping Rowan across the shoulder. "Who the hell do you think you're talking to? Keep it up, and I swear I'll slap you silly." Brandon was fuming, fed up with the constant chaos at home.
With a commanding tone, he ordered, "Rowan, park yourself right here. If I need you downstairs, I'll call for you. The guests aren't even all here yet. Oliver hasn't shown up. What's the rush? You'll get your moment in the spotlight."
Brandon's mind was elsewhere, pondering when Josefina would arrive. He couldn't let Josefina catch another glimpse of Rowan's ridiculous antics.
She hadn't even officially joined the family yet. What if Josie got cold feet?
Brandon had dreams of bouncing great-grandkids on his knee, and he wasn't about to let Rowan ruin that. He shot a stern look at Sydney. "Keep an eye on him. If you can't manage that, you're out of the Baldwin family."
Sydney jumped, well aware that Brandon meant every word. Despite her anger, she bowed to the wealth before her.
Bennett walked in, no stranger to the scene of Brandon dressing down Rowan. "Sir, Mr. Oliver has arrived."
Brandon's face lit up with joy. Oliver's arrival meant Josie would be there too. He strode to the entrance, instructing the security, "I don't care how you do it, but keep those two from leaving the house. If they sneak out, it's on you."
The guards nodded vigorously, packing heat just to keep Rowan in line. They even brought sedatives, ready to knock Rowan out with a shot if he started acting out.
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