The Billionaire's accomplice

Weakness...

GABRIEL

Montelibano Group Corporate Headquarters

Office  of the  Chairman and CEO

36th Floor

9:40AM

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"Gabe, she's back." There was a strain  in Jacob's voice, I knew that he was hesitating, probably trying to test my mood first before blurting it out, though he knew all along that he  still had to do it.  Jacob knew that my mood  and temper could be so explosive, that he, himself could not be able  handle  so many times.

I've heard it loud and clear, I didn't  have to confirm from him, I'd already knew who he was talking about.

But still, my eyes snapped out and  darted him a  piercing look,  as my hand stilled from signing a document I was holding in my hands, suddenly alerted from what I heard. I let out a curse  under my breath before I closed the document folder in a snap, slammed the pen on the table,  and carelessly got up from my seat, the chair swiveled clockwise first from the jerky movement, then it bumped into the  edge of the table and stopped before it almost knocked down on the floor. Well, the chair could  have absorbed my  pricking annoyance! I walked over to the glass panel window behind my office with heavy footsteps. The tinted glass gave me a full view of  the bustling city below as I looked down from where I was standing on the 36th floor, it was something that i'd always do when I was brooding, contemplating and overthinking, and....pissed off.

Everything looked so tiny and small  as my eyes tried to capture  the miniature like movements as far as my eyes could take me, I needed some distractions to calm my nerves and reeling mind, not to mention the anger that seemed to start seeping out of my head. My normal self  could  easily control even spur of the moment surge of emotions, and change of mood, it was the reason why I was branded as cold hearted. When just everyone thought that I couldn't care less, they were wrong. Because I have always succeeded concealing and suppressing my real feelings so that I could remain guarded, to protect myself from any show of weakness, it was my defense mechanism. But  at that moment,  I suddenly felt that my rage was not easy to control. The wound hasn't healed completely. And the thought of grazing it all over again made me  almost flare up with anger .

It  consumed me over the years but I somehow managed to  shove it aside somewhere in my chest all this time. The  news wasn't actually new to me, I have long anticipated that the day would come, but I didn't expect that it would come on the day when Jeremy was already gone and I still haven't recovered from his loss. I would have wanted both of us to face it, Jeremy needed the truth, but now, it didn't matter anymore.

"When?" I asked, not sure If I really wanted to know.

"Since last week, today she went to visit Jeremy's grave."  Jacob's voice was silent, so much different from the business like tone that he often used with me while he was at work. He knew me too well, and was trying his best for me not to break loose.

"The nerve, she has no right to even glimpse that place!"  I could not contain my boiling anger.

"But she did. And she was asking if she could come and see you. She sent her message through Aunt Beatrice."

"Huh! No!" My voice roared loudly to reject it completely.

"Gabe, don't you think this is the proper time to end everything? 'Bro, you also need a closure."

"The closure should have been done when Jeremy was still alive, my brother is not here anymore, I would be crazy if I allow that to happen!"

"Gabe, you have to do it, to remove the thorn that has been embedded with you for a long time now!"