The Art Of Revenge (Thalia Nash and Brandon) novel Chapter 122

Brandon’s Pov

When an almost lifeless father can’t fly across the country to save his own daughter and has to watch the man that he spent months destroying doing the honors, he breaks down with self-pity. That was what happened to me, I was very p*ssed, so p*ssed that I had to pretend to be sleeping when they all returned home. I heard Thalia asking Nestor not to wake me up or disturb me. I was the biggest jerk in the entire world and I did not care.

Yes, my heart was filled with joy as I heard the news of the rescue. It was just unfortunate I could not be there to rescue my little angel but I was glad they were home. I felt like a failure knowing that it was Josh who got to play the hero instead of me. It was selfish of me, which I knew but I was only human and I was a very jealous type.

They were first rushed to the hospital for Kendra’s check-up as soon as they landed in the country. I waited in anticipation but after the checkup, she was found to be okay but only dehydrated. I really wanted to hold her but I hid in my own s*upidity instead of welcoming my family.

I woke up first the next morning full of energy, I found her awake and after I showered I picked her up and went to my office to make preparations. Thalia was fast asleep and I began making preparations for the witch that kidnapped my angel to rot in hell. She was not going to get the luxury to grout in the courtroom and neither was she going to get her moment of fame or write a s*upid book about the ordeal.

I arranged with my FBI friends to leave her to rot in a Mexican prison. Mexican laws were stiff and tough for child traffickers and they never allowed such animals to see the face of a courtroom. They were sentenced on arrival in prison or just thrown in jail to rot. I wanted her to be tried there and give birth in a rotten cell. She was going to wish she was dead by the time the USA government arranged for her transfer.

In other good news, my hacker was finally able to track down June and her family in South Africa. She was arrested and brought back to the country where she was going to rot in jail together with her useless brother who to my shock was a drug dealer.

In her confession, she told the police he was the reason she agreed to kidnap Kendra for Jessica. She was pathetic and the fact that she only got paid peanuts was insulting.

I beat myself for having missed that when I was doing a background on the useless woman but it turned out her brother had a different name from her making it difficult for me to link him to her. But the good part was that she was arrested.

I sat in my office putting the last touches on everything and playing with Kendra. I had heard about moments or days to someone’s death where they became very active and full of energy. That was how I was feeling as I waited for Thalia and Nestor to wake up.

I walked to the kitchen and prepared them a meal. I had no idea whether the idiot and his father were going to show up but I did not care if they did. Though I did not want to pretend to be nice.

I heard footsteps and yelling, I quickly walked out of the kitchen and Thalia ran to me. “Ooh my G o d, I thought she was kidnapped again,” she said, panicking.

“I’m sorry, you were sleeping and I thought of making breakfast with her. Welcome home,” I replied, hugging her. Nestor stood behind her with his blank stare, probably wondering why I was on two feet when I was down yesterday.

I could see they were both surprised to find me standing, they probably thought they were going to wake up to find me bedridden or something.

Thalia quickly hugged me, “We found her,” she said, kissing me in excitement.

I asked the two of them to wash up and join me in the dining room where I had a special meal prepared for them. Nestor went to his room while I helped Thalia with the baby as she washed up. When she was done we walked to the dining room. And not once did I ask about the rescue. She kept asking how I was feeling, to which I assured her I was fine.

They could tell something was wrong but kept their mouth shut as I looked to be in a good mood.

So I was left with conversations “I spoke to Maggie and she said she is coming back tomorrow and has agreed to help with Kendra,” I announced.

“Wow, I had no idea, that’s great news” Nestor replied but Thalia only stared at me. The woman was reading my mind. I asked them to dig in the food, and again not once did I ask about Mexico, Josh, or his father and I think that was what was bothering Thalia. But what was the point when I was dying? I was not sure if Thalia knew but my Jet contained cameras and I watched everything that transpired onboard.

I watched how Josh calmed her down. I had no idea whether to be mad or p*ssed. I never anticipated them ever seeing eye to eye but it looked like that was where they were heading. Yes, I was disappointed, I was a bit jealous, to be honest, Josh was going to live and raise my daughter and the icing was that he and Thalia were going to get along while I was going to die and rot away with a possibility of Kendra never knowing me.

How could she? Even if she grew up and pictures of me were shown to her, I doubted she would care. I was only her mother’s boyfriend while she was going to grow up with her biological father who happened to be Josh. That was the reason why I did not want to talk about the rescue.

We ate in silence with Thalia staring at me, as I vigorously cut my pieces of meat in anger. No one was ever prepared for death, I came to realize that. A year ago I was so eager to die but there I was p*ssed at the fact that I was dying. A lot of things had changed and I had a lot to lose.

We finished up and I cleared my throat.

“Nestor, I’m sorry I chased you from the house,” I broke the silence and apologized. I never apologized but for all the s*it I did to him, he deserved at least one apology.

“Boss, I should have informed you about Josh, it was actually my fault,” he replied, irritating the life out of me.