Envy is Posion To The Heart
Frank throw away everything that was on the table in rage.
" How dare that rat?" Frank said breathing heavily. He has been like that since he discovered Eric punctured his tires. It was an open challenge that was thrown to his face. The more he thought about the fact that he may have to share his inheritance with that low-life brushed up face, the more he wants to tear him apart. How can someone out of no where come into his life and become a torn in his flesh? It is even more painful that Eric was better than him in every area. He was more good looking, brilliant, smart and strategic. Something tells him that his little step brother may be more than what meets the eyes. That was the reason he inspired his father to engage Miranda to him.
Of course, Miranda was his puppet. He has something in his hands that can destroy her image if she refuses to do as he says. He wanted Miranda to be his eyes around Eric and possibly tell him what he intends to do.
" But that bitch has not be doing anything positive. She couldn't even seduce him" Frank sneered.
Eric is always ahead of him and he hates that fact that he is clueless. The boy is too smart for his liking. If he doesn't act fast, his right as the sole heir will be at stake. If not that Eric likes to piss his old man, he is sure by now, the old man would have begin to favor him too. He laughed as he thought of the drama between the father and son.
Eric was too stubborn to back down. No matter how you think you want to tame him, he keeps acting out of the blue. Come to think of it, Eric and his old man were more alike. Two stubborn men with some much ego.
Frank sneered as he took the bottle of whiskey and glup down the content directly from the bottle. The drink burns through his throat down to his stomach. He sits down and rubs his head.
He has to do something fast before the Governorship election. Eric engagement must be held and if possibly his marriage too. If he could make Miranda posion him after marriage, no one would easily suspect a wife to kill her husband right? He wish he didn't have to plan so much to trap Eric but Eric has been a slick man. He had no weakness. He hasn't had any scandal with any woman since he knew him. The bar he goes to drink is owned by him and those guys there are so loyal to him that they can put their life on the line for his sake. Contesy of his Philanthropist parades. Eric is a man from the streets and when he left the streets, he never forgot his streets brothers. They are placed in different positions around him. He has some many undercover agents working for him but you will never see him working with a bodyguard.
Despite the fact that his father barely gives him anything or he never asks anything from his father, Eric has made his own wealth. You will be surprised how many cooperations are under his name or collaborating with him.
The more Frank thought about him, the more his head aches. How can someone be so outstanding. He knows Eric may not be interested in his father properties but he is scared that it won't be long before the old man begin to see some good in that kid. If that happens, it means his good days are over. The last thing he wants was for his father to start comparing Eric to him. He hasn't seen his father's will but it's so open to the eyes that Eric was a better candidate to handle the family business than he was.
Frank hissed " Why is he so outstanding while I am barely nothing? Aren't we from the same father? Oh! Now I remember, kids gets their intelligent quality from their mother. Now I know! My mother must have been very dumb!" Frank said laughing drastically.
He was interrupted by a knock at the door. He frowns as he tries to look less disheveled.
"Come in" he ordered.
"Sorry to disturb you boss, but Miss Miranda is here to see you. Should I let her in?" the bodyguard asked
Frank sneered and sighed " Why was that bitch looking for him, instead of doing her job?" he hissed.
" Let her in a 5 minutes. Get someone to clean this place up first." Frank said.
" Okay boss" the bodyguard answered before leaving
Some minutes later, Miranda walks in and sits opposite Frank. She was angry.
" What's with the face, young lady?" Frank asked in sarcasm.
Miranda ignored his tone. She sits up suddenly making her gigantic breasts to bounce in attempt to escape her tight blouse.
"Your brother is being very difficult to handle" Miranda lamented.
Frank eyed her breasts and smirked.
"Isnt it a waste spend so much on breast lift and yet you can't seduce one man? Is there something wrong with you or Eric isn't a man?" Frank pondered
" I don't know which one is the case but he is being too difficult. He doesn't even give me a second look. He acts like I disgust him." Miranda said deeply pained.
Frank goes close to her and hugs her." Shhh, honey, you shouldn't be sad at all. I am sure my brother has a problem. I mean, with this bounties you got here, I am sure you put every guy up his toes when they see this" Frank wispehered to her ears while stroking her cleavage.
"How about we go over to the room so I can reassure you how much you make this little boy down there alive, huh?" Frank said dragging the now intoxicated Miranda to the room.