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the tinted window. The city passes her by like a slide show. The driver stops at a red light and her eyes drift to the end of
the street to a building – The Bradshaw Building.
“There is no way in hell I’m going to allow you to control it for long. Do you understand what you’ve done here today? I’m
going to make it my personal mission to bring you down little girl…I promise to God you will regret this one day
Sabrina,” she warned.
“Pamela…” Sabrina repeated.
“I didn't hear you come in," Pamela realizes that she's no longer alone. "I'm sorry."
“Nothing to apologize for,” Sabrina tells her. “Is everything all right? You seem a little distracted."
“Everything’s fine I just have a lot on my mind…” Pamela sat down in her seat next to Sabrina.
“I was actually thinking about the first time you and I were ever alone in this very room together. Do you remember that?"
“Ha!” Sabrina laughs. "It's pretty hard to forget."
“We really went at one another's throat that day didn't we?"
“I want you out of my house. The bylaws of this company state that your home is property of The Bradshaw Corporation
and it shall be the home of the CEO,” she announced.
“You’re to be out by sun down and if not…” she walked towards Pamela and issued her own warning.
“I will take pride in throwing your rich, old ass out!”
“We certainly didn’t hold anything back that’s for sure,” Sabrina laughs. “I surprised you that day whether you’ll ever
admit it or not. It was written all over your face."
"you did, surprise me that is."
me was that you done what no one every thought could be done - you took control of Phillip's company.
“I was determined,” Sabrina recalls.
Andrew, all of us for that matter for the way we had treated you. I left that day thinking, no knowing," she corrects herself,
"that you were going to destroy what Phillip had worked so hard to build."
Sabrina stood completely speechless – a feather could have pushed her over and she was finally able to speak,
“Pamela…I don't know what to say,” she stutters.
that I'm proud of you."
"The one thing I've never told you or anyone else for that matter is that I am proud of you. I don't condone your methods
and I never will approve of the fact that you're running The Bradshaw Corporation, but if you take the latter of the
equation...you sort of remind me of a young me."
his eyes closed her thinks back over the last few months and the living hell that his daughter has put him through.
through the Courtney ordeal by himself.
pulls her close to him. He can smell the vanilla shampoo in her hair as he lightly kisses her neck.
"Do you see me complaining?" he pulls her closer to him. "I'm glad that you're here."
separate from one another.
"Gregory are you sure that you want me to go with you and Monica today to pick up Courtney?"
you to go."
Megan toys with her wedding ring and looks up at her husband, "I just want you to be comfortable with all of this and of
course do what's best for Courtney."
months," he takes a seat beside her, "with getting the offices opened and the house ready for Courtney. You're just as
much apart of this as Monica and I."
nothing I wouldn't do for you Gregory."
“I want to first begin by thanking you each of you for being here today. Especially Kendra, I believe that our meeting today
is going to set BC on new course of both business ventures and leadership."
attention to her eldest granddaughter and mentally notes that she had been extremely quiet since arriving at the last
The documents details the case Donald Tucker's widow had brought against the company months earlier. Donald had
been cherished member of the Board of Directors for many years. In fact he one of the last directors Phillip had
appointed before his death. In 2010 on Valentine's Day he had taken his own life citing the economical downfall of the
pause before he reveals, "Valerie Caldwell."
“Let me guess Gregory Holloway is her co-counsel?”
looks up from her folder to acknowledge his efforts. "They all say and I'm in agreement with them that Cathy Tucker does
not have a case suitable for trial."
practices," he explains.
profit in twenty-ten," Sabrina notes. "Add to the fact that both your mother and I haven't taken a salary since two thousand
and eight, I feel comfortable saying that we'll be able to have this lawsuit dismissed."
adequately updated on the status of the case,” she tells Sabrina. “Valerie is simply using this unfortunate death to fuel
her vendetta against this family and this company.”
handle this,” she reassures the board, much the dismay of Sabrina.
"You and I aren't done talking about this." Silence falls over the boardroom as Sabrina glances quickly through her notes.
“Sabrina’s asked me to come back to work at the company,” Jodi breaks the awkward and uncomfortable silence. “In
fact she asked me to assume the vacate seat on the Board of Directors.”
me about this.
she answer. She took a deep breath and quickly attempts to calm herself down, despite the fact she was furious with
But I’m tired of beating around the bush here.”
She had decided to may a true effort in remaining calm and not be so confrontational all the time. She had even
practiced it the week before last when she approved the Las Vegas project for Ryan.
Angela continues, “I think I speak for everyone here when I say we’ll all stand beside you if this is something that you
want but we all have our concerns."
and Grandmother wouldn't do it?" Jodi words dripped with a harsh condescending reality for them all.
"All right everyone," Sabrina taps the gavel, "let's take a short break and let everyone collect their thoughts.
moment, in private?”
She was born in Annapolis, Maryland, a successful emergency room attending, she was well educated, a mother of two
children and once upon a time the love of Gregory Holloway's life.
something? I can text him and have him pick it up.
"No that's fine," she sat down next to Megan. "I don't want to be any trouble. Besides when we Gregory and I were
married he was very clumsy when it came to things like carrying more than two cups of coffee at a time."
means just as much, if not more to me."
“Of course,” she smiles. “I'm ready to do whatever I can do to help with Courtney. I meant what I said in Chicago," she
reminds Monica, "I'm committed to this. Courtney and Mason and you," she smiles again, "well we're all a family now."
around and headed back to the counter."
me he had gotten remarried I never once thought it would have been someone like yourself.”
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Episode 134: Let's Get it Started
May 7, 2011
He waved his hand in the air, “Forget about my mother.”
Phillip Bradshaw had just passed his bar exam and he was in the mood to dance with his wife, even if it was the middle
of the day and in the middle of downtown River’s Edge.
“We have our whole lives ahead of us red,” he twirled her around and she ended up locked amongst his strong arms.
“You’ve not called me that since we married,” she smiled.
“Is this not the most magnificent building you’ve ever seen?”
Pamela titled her head back and held her hand to block the afternoon sun. “I suppose it is,” she finally answered. “How
many floors does it have?”
“Sixteen,” he told her. “And I just purchased it.”
“It?” she shrieked.
“Oh not yet,” she laughed with him. “And my darling what do you intend to do with that sixteenth floor?”
A final twirl found them face to face and he leaned in for a kiss on the lips. When they parted a cool post-spring breeze
shifted through the plaza.
“Build you an empire…”
“Ma’am…Mrs. McCarty,” the driver repeats. Pamela looks up at him.
“We’ve arrived?” she asked in a calm voice.
“Well alright then,” she holds out her hand for assistance and once out of the car looks up at the building.
“Is this not the most magnificent building you’ve ever seen?” she asks the driver and without an answer crosses the
plaza as a cool pre-spring breeze blows by.
“Do me a favor red,” she recalled him saying to her one night lying in bed.
“What is it darling?”
“I want to convert the thirty-fourth floor into an executive boardroom,” he explained. “I want you to supervise.”
“I’m sure that Phyllis can handle it. Have you even asked her yet?” she inquired about his assistant.
Phillip shuffled in bed and threw his arm over his wife, “I don’t want Phyllis to do it,” he told her.
Inside the boardroom, she runs her hand along the edge of the polished table. She closes her eyes and takes a deep
breath, thinking of Phillip as she often does, despite the fact she was married now to Travis.
“Phillip Bradshaw,” she whispers to herself. He had been the love of her life and she would only admit this to herself,
but he still was. Phillip was just as much today as he was the day she married the love of her life, her beginning and her
“Good morning Mrs. Bradshaw,” she smiles at her.
Phyllis Jones came to BC fresh out of college, twenty-one years old and she had remained a loyal employee – forty
years of service and devotion.
“Phyllis,” Pamela says as she opens her arm for a hug, “I’ve told you its Mrs. McCarty. Has Sabrina arrived yet?”
“She hasn’t ma’am,” Phyllis replies. "Ma'am would you like some coffee?"
It's just that you're so young,” Monica told her. “You’re just a few years older than Mason…but that said, you’ve surprised
the last few weeks."
was rarely without words, but try as she may she wasn't finding any today.
at the counter again?"
"He does that all the time," Megan chimed in. "You did didn't you?" she took her coffee from Gregory. "Thank you baby,"
she whispers to him as he sits down beside her.
“Oh my God!" he sighs. "It's like having two of you all of sudden." He pointed at Megan, "Just so you're clear over there,
she's my boss now."
"Nervous," he answers in somber voice. "Were you two playing nice while I was gone?'
“When have we not played nice together?” Megan asked dug in her purse for their boarding passes.
gate agent announces over the intercom. “If you could take a look at your boarding pass…”
behind the desk, neither one of them say a word.
“Jodi please tell me that you know what you’re doing," Kendra finally breaks the silence. "Are you sure that you're ready
to get caught up in all of this again?"
already began to bloom and Jodi simply shakes her head.
“Of course not…" she took a few steps towards the desk.
"I've been considering this opportunity for several weeks now," she interrupts her. "Whether or that or not is irrelevant to
my decision. I came here today knowing full well what Sabrina is capable of and knowing the advantage, as well as the
disadvantages of taking on this responsibility."
even think you can say something like that to me?" she asks. "You're not certain..." her words trail off as she repeats
what she had just heard.
“Enlighten me please Kendra as to how you've come to this conclusion of sorts? It certainly hasn't been from any recent
conversations we've had."
Jodi crosses her arms and returns to gazing out the window.
There wasn't a bad view in the entire building and if there were, well Jodi had never found it. This building poccessed so
many wonderful attributes that Jodi admired: history, family, beauty...there was so much to love about this building for
her, it was where she had first met Jaxson.
desk. She wore a pair of red open toe Louis Vuitton pumps from last season, a pair of white flared slacks and as she
made her way across the room she regretting making a last minute change to the sleeveless black and white polka dot
blouse earlier that morning.
As she took a seat in one of the empty chairs, Kendra felt a chill on her bare arms, "Jodi..." she said softly.
without looking away from the window. "Why do you care so much about whether I take this job or not?
book. You don't want me taking this job. So what exactly is it?"
thing to a sister that I have."
strain on our relationship..."
another word. "I needed you and you left. I went through my divorce practically alone," her voice cracks. "Do you know
how hard that was for me?"
don't you explain it to me. Because the death of my husband couldn't possibly compare."
Kendra stands in the middle of the office, their eyes lock on one another and neither of them say a word.
"We've grown apart," Kendra finally states. "But don't you dare sit there and lay all the blame on me. Let's not be naïve
here..." she runs her hand through her hair and heads for the door.
“Where are you going?” Jodi gets up from her chair again. "Say whatever it was you were going to say."
"This right here, this is the first in a very long time that you and I have had a conversation with some real meaning
behind it. Let's not be naïve about what?"
She turns around and looks into Jodi's eyes, "You're right. I'm right. Let's just say that we're both right and be done with
it," she concedes. "And if placing all the blame on me makes you feel better then fine - blame me, because right now I
could care less."
Kendra slams the door behind her as Jodi sinks into the chair. She closes her eyes and she rubs the temple of her
forehead. She could feel the early stages of a headache forming and silently she wonders what she had just done.
close to it. He was entering his fourteenth hour of work and all he could do was think about sleeping.
The on-call room has no windows for the same reasons that bars or casinos have no windows. There is one lumpy and
worn sofa that could pulls out into a double bed if needed, a set of bunk beds, a desk with a chair and finally a stainless
steel sink by the door.
He collapses on the sofa and his eyes flutter..."Fourteen hours," he says as his eyes finally give way.
“Oh shit,” Zachary whispers. "Marshall is that you? I'm sorry
"Don't open that door again."
“Where are you going anyway?"
"Well like I said I can't get comfortable," Josh stands halfway up and throws himself onto the bottom bunk. "Lay down..."
"You didn't have to do that," Zachary tells him while he walks across the room. A childish smile wipes across his face
and in the darkness of the room it goes unnoticed.
"Why don't I go," Zachary suggests, his feet already on the floor. "I just got here and you're already halfway out of it as it
"You don't have to do that," Josh protests as he slowly throws feet over the side of the bed. "I'll be fine. Besides you need
"I'll do that," he tells him with an added smile.
leg over the other
happy after the break.”
announce it to the press.”
to assume that we’re overspending money that we may need on down the road.”
with Audrey," she finishes as they both board the elevator.
away but Andrew saw her before she could.
"Of course." Andrew stands up and walks over the mini-bar. "Would you like something to drink?"
“No I'm fine,” she shakes her head. “I was hoping that you would be here and that I wouldn't have to go on a wild goose
chase looking for you.”
husband and my place is with you. Putting everything that's happened between us aside," she tells him, "I want come
home, if you will let me."
for far too long. I want to come home, if you’ll let me,” she smiled.
"You know I believe she is finishing up a meeting with Ms. Von Honson," she explains. "Let me check."
The receptionist made her way back to her desk, Madison Banning emerged from a conference room adjacent to the
lobby. She was finishing an email on her Blackberry and only took her eyes off the screen long enough to see a glimpse
As Sabrina turns away from the receptionist desk, she reaches into her purse to locate her cell phone and collides right
in Madison, causing them both to stumble.
"I am so sorry..." Sabrina immediately declares, unaware of whom she had just ran into. "Madison...oh my God, I'm
sorry. I wasn't even watching where I was going," she apologizes. "Are you all right?"
Madison sturdies herself, straightens her skirt and cuts her emerald tone green eyes at Sabrina with undoubtable
contempt for her father's future wife. Without acknowledging Sabrina's apology or her own part in the accident she walks
from the middle of the lobby to her office, slamming the door for added dramatic effects.
Sabrina stands for a moment in shock and awe about what had just transpired between her and Russell's little bitch of
a daughter. Her mind races for a moment wondering how she should handle the situation and before she could stop
herself she was standing in the middle of Madison's office.
"Excuse me?" Madison asks in a harsh, raw voice. "I don't recall inviting you in here and I certainly don't appreciate you
just barging in unannounced or uninvited."
"That's to bad bitch," Sabrina's inner voice screams, but she pushes it down and calmly walks to the center of Madison's
office. The number of things that she didn't appreciate were countless.
"I'm sorry," Sabrina lies. "I think that we have some things that need to be said to one another. I haven't had a chance to
ask how you're settling in to your new apartment." She thought back to when she was Madison's age how she would
have ripped apart anyone that had done what Madison had just done to her.
"You're father told me that you're living with Ryan O'Keefe, that's nice."
"It's fine," she answers. "He's fine. I'm fine...Look Sabrina I'm busy so you show yourself."
"Do you know why I'm here today? Sabrina asks. "Or should ask do you care why I'm here today?"
"No I don't...on both accounts," Madison looks up from her Blackberry. "Again...very busy. Cut the chase or get out."
"I'm here for my wedding gown fitting..."
"That's your wedding dress in the grand ballroom?" Madison's eyes met with Sabrina's for the first time. "The one that
Audrey is designing?"
"It is," Sabrina smiles.
"I've been meaning to ask you if you would consider being one of my bridesmaids at the wedding. My niece Fancy is
going to be my maid-of-honor and your Aunt Natasha has agreed to step in, that is if you and your sister don't want to be
apart of the wedding," she explains.
Madison lays her cell phone down and leans against the sharp corner of her desk. She ponders the request with
tempting smile. "You've asked Caress? What did she say?"
"I've not asked her yet, I intend to however.
She pushes off from the corner of the desk and walks across the room. Standing within inches from Sabrina's face she
answers, "I would rather walk barefoot on hot coals across Texas before I stand up for you at your wedding," her words
are soft, direct and dripping with venom and sheer disgust.
change Sharon, just tell me what it is."
sorry for that. I live everyday knowing that I hurt you and it kills me.”
talk about it. Knowing that I hurt you, knowing that I made a promise to you and that I broke him…it devastates me,” she
tells him. “But I’m done being punished for it.”
family,” she chokes back her tears even harder than before.
she's overtaken by a sincere comfort when he whispers to her, "It's going to be okay."
“she looks at you she sees her father…her father,” Sharon repeats.
"I love Kendra just as much as you Sharon," he explains to her. "As if she were my very own. But you know that we can't
stay married just because of that alone. If that were the case Natasha and I would have never gotten a divorce."
live in a hotel another day. I want to come home and be with you.”
her…and to the moment he vowed to himself he would remain faithful to her which he had done. It had never dawned on
him that she would have been the one to be unfaithful.
mouth covered hers and his hands, for the first time in over a year began to explore her body.
temper was one of the many things she had gotten under control over the last ten years.
across the face would only be a single moment of pain, she was going to use her words instead - they stung deeper
and last longer.
“Please do,” Madison tells her as she prepares for a slap across her face...hoping for a slap across her face. It would
only give her more ammunition to fight Sabrina with and when it never came she quickly stepped up her game.
consider you the gold digging tramp who married our father for his name and his money."
need your father's name and certainly don't need his money."
"Then don't marry him. I mean really Sabrina we'll never accept you and can you only image how long before that takes
its toll on Daddy? He's inevitably going to dump you to the curb in favor of his children."
father’s wife, who we don’t like. How long before you think he dumps you to the curb in favor of his children?”
and I think he’ll catch quicker than you give him credit for. I’m really quite pleasant once you take the time to get to know
that worms her way in and out of men's bed like a flea jumps from dog to dog. You wormed your way into Andrew's bed,
then to Gregory Holloway's and now to my father's."
worm my way anywhere, I went where I was invited,” she smiles, “where I was wanted.”
her voice. "In fact he loves it very much...this morning in fact," she smiles.
head in disgust.
“You know something Sabrina, I was raised to have a little class and dignity, unlike yourself obviously. So go ahead and
try on your dress, but if you asked me you're just wasting your time.”
my advice and get out while you still can.”
down her grip and spins her around so that they are face-to-face.
“What the hell did you just say to me?” Sabrina's eyes light with fury and rage, as she's never shown bfore.
“Let…go…of...me…” Madison order her.
“Not a chance,” Sabrina tells her through clinched teeth. “Wiggle and squirm all you want little girl,” she warns, “you’re
not going anywhere. You want to talk about a bitch out of her league...well congratulations."
“Just you wait until I tell my father about this.”
“Oh please do,” she pleas with her. “Do you honestly think that you’re a big enough woman to take me on? Madison
you're nothing more than a stupid, weak little girl playing a game with someone who is so far out of your league,” she
spat with more venom and disgust than Madison Banning could ever muster.
away. You understand that?”
about me. You have no idea what I am capable of.”
than I have ever loved another man in my life. And if you think that you or anyone else for that matter, is going to keep us
apart then you’re dead wrong. I would walk through hell before I left your father..."
Davis Bradshaw…and in case you weren’t already aware – I always get what I want.”