Episode 2

My father acquired real estate at a low cost, Mr. William Steel has a very keen sense for detecting the urgencies of his clients and paying below cost, even so it was legal, he paid in cash and in a single payment, with this his clients were satisfied.

He amassed his fortune by leaps and bounds.

I, simply lived.

Yes, I was given a first-class education, in exclusive high-level private schools.

I am an administrator with a master's degree in sales, but what attracts me most is acquisitions.

I decided to follow my father's business pattern, it was no longer luck the bargains I found, no, first I investigated the properties that were put up for sale, their owners and launched an offer. Unlike my father, I didn't wait for them, but went in search of them.

In the business world; The greatest profit is achieved with the least investment.

Anyway, I met Joseph at the university and fell madly in love with him.

"Damn love!"

I recited as a mantra for the thousandth time in this last week.

I still can't move with my head on my knees, maybe it's the fear or tiredness, I guess my adrenaline state is over.

I sigh again with my string of hilarious memories.

I hit my head with both hands and cry in silence.

"Don't make noise!"

I remind myself, I close my eyes again and continue with my memories.

I can still feel the frustration I felt when I told my father that Joseph was my boyfriend and that I wanted to marry him, he had already proposed to me.

In response he shouted:

"What can I offer you? Sorrows, anguish, a bad life, he's a nobody Chloe. I don't accept it!"

Mr. William Steel had spoken, he didn't want him as a son-in-law, he had judged him without knowing him.

The harshness of his words made me cry, I even begged and even tried to blackmail him by arguing rudely.

"If my mother hadn't died, I'm sure she would support me in this decision."

"But she's dead and you do what I say, period."

For the first time I saw anger in my progenitor's eyes.

I lowered my guard for one more day.

Very early I made sure that my father had already left for work, I returned to my room, took out a sports bag, put in my personal documents, credentials, cards, the title of ownership of my apartment and my car, I sold my jewelry collection everything.

With that quick transaction I understood my father's technique, I felt it in my own flesh, I didn't care that they paid me below its value.

I went to the apartment that Joseph rented, where he lived alone, he had no family and I proposed to run away with me.

He accepted immediately with: "I love you" and a "I will follow you to the end of the world".

It was inevitable that I would laugh at myself, of course without making noise.

Finally, we went to the bank, I withdrew what I had in my savings account and fled from Blue City where my father was practically the king, but in Golden City he was not at all.

I also did my homework that in 24 hours I disappeared from my father's life, I knew perfectly well that in that other place, my dad's arm would not reach.

When we landed in Golden City we went to the civil registry and got married for community property.

My husband was initially reluctant to accept.

Very happy, we left the civil affairs office, we looked for a place for our celebration.

"What would you like us to invest in?"

I asked him anxiously while we ate in the mid-range restaurant, I knew I had to save for now.

"I don't know!"

Joseph played with his food without looking me in the eyes, his were light brown that I loved, his curly eyelashes, his small mouth that sketched the most beautiful of smiles cut off my breath.

I wasn't sure which feature was my favorite, whether the dimples that marked his smile or that gold crown on one of his teeth; I simply loved him.

His well-formed body could be appreciated even with clothes on and what to say about his curly brown hair.

I perfectly remember the emotion I felt when I saw him approaching me, my heart beating a thousand.

He cut his piece of meat with firm, manly movements and brought it to his mouth, I managed to see his dental crown and smiled sipping my drink.

"What if we buy and sell houses like your father? After all, you know the business, it would be very easy for you, I will help you."

He proposed with some emotion.

"No, I want to do something new."

I replied aggrieved.

He had no idea how much money he carried in that sports bag apart from the two changes of clothes.

After suggestions, some silly or crazy, we decided to dedicate ourselves to parcel service, a very profitable business.

I will never forget when after setting up the company, giving it a corporate name, registering it in the Treasury and making the corresponding payments, getting the necessary permits, we went to an automotive branch, we acquired a fleet: 15 small vans and five tractor-trailers to start the business in Golden City.

My heart beat with more force when before entering the branch he handed me a small favor of bills saying:

"These are my savings"wife"responding immediately; this is your contribution"partner"."

With prosperity blessing, in a short time, the work was increasing, which led us to acquire more units.

Forming a great team, he was in charge of hiring the operators under a strict and rigorous selection process, the administrative staff was very efficient: everything was perfect.

Joseph.

Yes, in just three years we were the f*cking kings of transport and the best thing was that I was getting out from under my father's shadow.

The following year I happily gave birth to a baby to complete our good fortune, we called him Nathan Smith Steel.

I smile through painful tears as I remember my son and cry again with more strength.

I get up little by little leaning one of my hands on the cold wall and the other on the garbage container, my legs are numb, I'm still scared, but I decided to get my son back.

"Damn Grace!"

You will pay dearly for each of my tears, the suffering of my son, I will collect it with your blood.

I whisper between my teeth.

I have obtained the strength that I felt I had lost, my motivation would undoubtedly be my son and for him I would do anything.

I clench my fists so hard, my hands are losing their color.

I breathe deeply, I walk slowly, leaning on the dirty wall, the journey to the exit of my hiding place was so long, as if I were in a dark tunnel, with an intense light at the end.

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