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<b>“</b>Keep <i>your </i>voice down!”
Thomas barked as he looked around the room to make sure no one noticed. Amber suddenly stepped beside Danielle rubbing her back as if to <b>calm </b><b>her </b>
down.
“<i>Dani</i><i>, </i>sweetie don’t <i>yell</i>. We’re going to figure out something…right.”
Amber cut her <b>eyes </b>over at Thomas causing his irritation to rise. All of them <b>were </b>useless<b>! </b>
“I <b>don’t </b>know, <i>perhaps </i>if <i>your </i>sons had informed me <b>of </b><i>him </i>being here BEFORE confronting <i>Michaels </i>I <i>could </i><i>have </i><b>got </b>in <b>front </b><b>of </b><b>it</b>.”
Thomas red at Darius, his eyes reddening with fury. Darius walked directly to Thomas <b>face </b>leaving little room between them.
“Or <i>maybe </i><i>if </i>you <i>hadn’t </i>locked my sister in fuckin shed for three <i>days </i><i>nearly </i>killing her none of <i>this </i><i>would </i><i>have </i><i>happened</i>.”
Danielle, Davis, and Amber’s face all ashen at Darius‘ words. Daniel however<b>, </b>stood quiet. The image of Rabena in that shed still haunted <b>him </b>to this day. Thomas stared at Darius with a smug look. Letting <b>out </b><b>a </b>scoff,
“<i>Your </i><i>sister</i><i>? </i>Don’t make me <iugh </i><i>Crest</i>. <i>You </i><i>practically </i>cheered me <i>on </i>when I put her <i>in </i><i>there</i><i>.</i>”
Darius gripped Thomas’s cor, <b>eyes </b>ring with rage. The Crests soon bunched in front of the <b>two </b>men trying their best <b>to </b>prevent a scene<b>. </b>They weren’t aware that both Damon and Rabena were watching the whole thing.
<i>“</i><i>Darius</i>, <i>let </i><i>him </i>go!”
Davis spoke in a low and pleading tone, but Darius was seeing red. Thomas let out low chuckle.
“Tell me something Darius, <i>those </i><i>three </i>days <b><i>she </i></b><i>was </i><i>locked </i>up<i>…</i><i>did </i><i>you </i>check on <i>her </i>even once<b><i>?</i></b><b><i>” </i></b>
Thomas’s words hit Darius like a tone of bricks. During Rabena’s three–day hold, he’d spent those days with the rest of the family celebrating Danielle’s birthday. He didn’t think about Rabena not one time. The blood slowly drained from Darius‘ face as a sudden realization seeped in. He had no right to be upset. Letting go of his cor, Darius stalked away. The remaining Crests let out a low sigh of relief<b>. </b>Amber’s thoughts began <b>to </b>run wild; she med Rabena for all of this, it was HER fault why her family was falling apart.
Thomas looked over into the <b>crowd </b>trying to spot Aaron<b>, </b>he had to move fast and secure this deal before the <b>Crests </b>all screw everything <b>up</b><b>. </b>
“I’m going to <i>find </i>Michales and <i>his </i><i>fiancé</i>. <i>Hopefully </i><i>I </i>can <i>secure </i><i>this </i>deal <i>before </i><i>your </i>sons <i>ruin </i><i>everything</i>.”
Daniel had reached his limit; Thomas’s <b>arrogance </b>was pissing him off.
<b><i>“</i></b><i>Hey </i>Lockwood, let’s be <i>clear </i>about something. <i>Rabena </i>was <b>YOUR </b><i>wife</i>, and <i>maybe </i>if you <i>had </i><b>been </b>even a half decent <i>husband </i><i>instead </i><b><i>of </i></b>having your head <i>up </i><i>Danielle’s </i>ass <i>you </i><i>would </i><i>have </i>known she <i>was </i>the one <i>that </i>wrote <i>that </i><i>proposal </i><i>and </i>got you <i>that </i>meeting. <i>So </i><i>don’t </i><i>try </i><i>and </i>put this on <i>us</i><i>, </i>you’re <i>the </i>one that fuck this <i>up</i><i>!</i><i>” </i>
Thomas opened his mouth to say something but closed it quickly after<b>. </b><b>He </b>had no rebuttal to Daniel’s harsh words because everything he said was true. If he had been a better husband, none of this would have happened. Thomas turned to leave looking for Michaels. <b>As </b>he stalked away, thoughts of Rabena started to flood his mind. <b>How </b>she would always cook for him because he had a special diet, how she organized all of his paperwork and kept everything in order. Even though he did not respect their marriage or even her, Rabena still performed her duties <b>as </b>a perfect wife. Never bothering or nagging him, <b>never </b>asking for money <b>or </b>expensive gifts, always supporting him while maintaining grace. Even after securing this deal, Thomas made up in his mind that he would find Rabena and remarry her. This time he would do her right. Spotting Aaron speaking with some guests, Thomas walked up to him with a big smile.
“Chairman Michaels, if you’re okay <i>with </i>it, I’d <i>like </i>
<i>pick </i>back <i>up </i>where <i>we </i><i>left </i>of <i>the </i>other <i>day</i>. Your fiancé, I’d love to meet her.”