Cinderella And Her Beautiful Octuplets
Chapter 173

Chapter 173

Brandon stared at him confused and then turned to Hannah.

"What dress?" he asked

"Oh, she didn't tell you about the dress she saw in her bedroom, I'm sure she thought you got it for her.

Well, I did and then asked someone to drop it off at her bedroom," Wilson said and Hannah opened her mouth and tried speaking but she just couldn't utter any word at that moment.

She felt speechless at what this man had done, didn't he have any shame at all?, she thought, staring at him.

Brandon tightened his fist while staring at the man in front of him.

"You have a good eye when it comes to women. You are just like me, his father's son. Damn! Your wife is so pretty. She's just like your mom, Camilla...." Wilson paused and turned around scrutinizing the wholehouse. "Speaking of Camilla, where is she? I heard she changed her name to Arianna Mackenzie or whatever.

Oh, she went to Sandra's house to drop off the kids.

Damn, Brandon has anyone ever told you, those octuplets are so cute" Wilson said and they all opened their eyes wide in shock.

How the hell did he know she took the kids over to Sandra's, this means only one thing, there's someone in the house giving him information.

He's got a spy from the house.

"Do not dare hurt my children else I'm going to kill you" Hannah muttered and Wilson stared at her for some seconds like he was scared, just then he burst into laughter like some crazy maniac.

"I like your courage, don't worry, I like them. I promise I won't hurt them, if your husband right here does what I want. besides why would I hurt my grandchildren" he said and just then the door burst open revealing Arianna and Micheal. After Arianna had dropped the kids off, she went to see a few of her contacts and went to see Micheal too, who followed her home.

She froze the moment she saw Wilson but she quickly composed herself. What the fuck is he doing here! After what he did, he's got the guts to come here?!, she thought as she gazed at Wilson who was smiling at her. "Just the person I'm looking for," he said while smiling.

"What are you doing here, you bastard?" Arianna muttered as she remembered how he had tried to kill her in the past.

"Calm down, we ain't fighting, you look so beautiful. Wait a minute...." He paused and stared at Hannah and then at Arianna.

"I'm I the only one noticing the resemblance between Hannah and Camilla?" Wilson asked and everyone in the room glanced at each other.

"Just kidding. But you guys look somewhat alike..." he paused the moment he saw Jessica climbing down the stairs with Matthew beside her.

"Dad" Jessica called surprised to see her daddy after so many years.

She had heard noises and decided to come see what was happening.

Tears gathered in her eyes, for a small moment Wilson almost felt emotional the moment he saw Jessica but he quickly pushed whatever emotions he was feeling away.

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"Hello, Jessica. Looks like your teeth had been fixed" he waved at her and then turned to Arianna.

"What do you want, Wilson?" Brandon asked and Wilson breathed out and turned to him.

"I'm your father, Brandon. Add some respect to my name" Wilson said and moved towards Brandon with a deep frown on his face.

"I said what do you want?" Brandon said as he stepped forward, staring at his father straight in his eyeballs with no fear in his eyes. Wilson stared at his eyes, all he could see was anger and hatred. Brandon hated him so much, the same way he hated him too. He sighed and then moved back,

"I want my company, my house, and her," he said and pointed toward Arianna who was staring at him with disgust in her eyes. "Well, you're not gonna have any of that. I would like you to leave the same way you came in" Brandon said and Wilson scoffed. "This is my house" Wilson yelled at once

"Not your house, it is my home, my family home" Brandon yelled in return and Wilson chucked.

"Are you challenging me, little boy?" He questioned and Brandon scoffed.

"I'm no longer that little boy you abused and tortured years ago. You ruined this family before, I won't let you do that again this time.

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I would rather die than watch you get what you want" Brandon said and Wilson nodded and smiled.

"Then you should tell your precious wife to start preparing your coffin because in no time you would be dead and I would be the one to kill you myself...."

"No, you should be the one preparing your coffin because I would be the one to kill you myself and trust me I won't make the same mistake you did, I would make sure I stand and watch you till you breathe your last breath" Arianna said as she stood in front of Wilson with a frown on her face.

Wilson furrowed his brows as he stared at the little woman in front of him. He could remember years ago this woman would beg him not to hurt her and would do what he said.

He remembered how she would beg for her life, now she's grown wings and dared stand up to him, he thought as he stared at her.

"If you dare say one more word........"

"What are you gonna do? Frame me again? Or try to kill me?" Arianna asked and Wilson became vexed. How can a woman be challenging him, someone he would squeeze the life of in seconds, he thought and was about to hit her when Brandon held his hands and pushed him to the ground.

"Don't you dare touch my mom" Brandon said

"How dare you?" He roared at Brandon as he stood up from the ground and they all stared at him without saying a word, and like they were waiting for him to make one more move so they could all attack him at once.

He glanced at them one after the other and then to Brandon.

"You're gonna regret doing this. You know I always get what I want, I make sure I do.

The battle line has been drawn," Wilson said as he gave them an enraged look. TBC