Chapter 19

I ended work early to head over to Olivia's house to spend quality time since I spent a weekend in North Carolina pissing Yasmin off. Yasmin may be my ex-wife but as a man, she had to realize that regardless of who she was with I owed half of her things. Pressing my way up the steps I opened the door to Olivia's house to see that no one was home. Arriving in the house sat a man who looked like Malik but an older version sitting in the living room. Getting up from the couch he walks towards me as I squared up.

"Hi Kevin, yeah I know a lot about you as told by my son. But I'm Malik Sr Sanders I'm not here to argue about no woman as you think I am or for my son because everyone is for themselves. But playing with my business is your worst move. I tell you what when Olivia gets here to tell her I want my business up and running by tomorrow. Trust me she will make it happen and you better hope she does. Oh yeah if she does something out of the way your blood will be on her hands ."

I watched him leave out the front door as I watched from the blinds as a Bently pulled up to pick him up. An hour later Olivia walked through the door with her suitcase as I sat stunned on the couch. I planned in my mind how I would approach her and let her know I saw Yasmin which she did not know of. When Olivia came in she sat her bag down before she noticed a glass sitting on the dining room table with an olive still inside. Automatically by her body language, I knew she was pissed as her eyes began to flinch the rage was forming in her eyes. I planned to tell her about the man if I could find the words. She took off for her office when I started hearing zippers and things dropping I followed the noise. She was in a safe in her office grabbing a duffle bag as she put the combinations code in. All the cash that sat in the safe was tossed in the bag in stacks of Benjamins. A stack was handed to me finally once she was ready to zip the bag up. Taken aback I knew it was hush money so I was straight to the point with her.

"Olivia, why are you giving me this?"

"My son's father was in this house he now knows where I live. You know his hatred is so strong for me he can ruin me whenever he wants to and you know my reputation means a lot to me."

"And he won't Liv he just wants his business to continued being worked on in North Carolina."

"How do you know that?"

The duffle bag was dropped off the table to the floor as she began to go through files that sat on her desk. She skimmed each with her eye as though it was a document for a life or death situation. I sat down in the velvet chair that compliments her office decor. I closed my eyes to speak not making eye contact.

"I went to North Carolina to stop this project Yasmin and your son are working on. I don't understand why we are being addressed."

"Because Chase was the funding of my businesses for the longest and in a way still is for Maliks portion. And some is Trey's which is Malik's best friend and my other son no one knows about but Chase."

I couldn't believe my ears I knew that the media made it out to be a punt a long time ago about her affair never knew a child was made. She went on to explain that she didn't him to live a bad life with being mixed in her foolishness so she renamed him after another family who took him in. The details Olivia explains how she plans to tell Malik but somehow as Trey got older she lost track of him only to recently find out that they were best friends. When her phone ring she excused herself covering the mouthpiece of the phone whispering she'd be back. I sat in the room looking at the stacks of cash she gave me. When she returned she took the cash to explain that I wouldn't have to return to North Carolina because Kima would handle it since she was with Malik. Confused I went on social media knowing Yasmin would express her feelings to look at her post. Olivia picked up the bag to carry to her car.

Yasmin was at the club on live in VIP with our artist Streetz I instantly called to see he had hung up on me. Yasmin was mutual in the crowd vibing out smiling. Slowly Yasmin lifted a cup to her mouth to drink then she got up to twerk. Olivia happens to be standing behind me made me jump out of my skin. I played it off telling her that Streetz was getting lit in the club when he knew he wasn't supposed to be out like that until his contract is up in a few weeks. Taking my phone she examined the video before she wrote on his life using her cell handing me mines back. Streetz read her comment and laughed before popping open a bottle of the patron. Olivia began calling everyone under the sun who hung with Streetz. Retrieving the information Olivia told Streetz homeboy that tomorrow she would be at this penthouse in the morning.

Morning arrived faster than expected as I sat in the bed trying to figure out how to get out of not seeing Streetz. I didn't want to chance to see Yasmin since she was in Atlanta. Olivia was up and at it telling me to get dress. Within an hour we were on the road pulling up to Streetz place. Getting out of the car I was about to knock on the door when Streetz homeboy opens the door immediately. He leads us to Streetz on the couch completing paperwork with Yasmin.

"Well, we weren't invited to your party last night Streetz?"

"No, you weren't. My time outside of the studio is for me to enjoy who I like to be around. As you can see I'm busy."

All eyes landed on Yasmin who felt embarrassed. She got up to leave when she told Streetz to call her. They extended hugs before she made her way out. I watched Olivia attempting to speak when her eyes followed on Yasmin.

"So I heard you moved but you can't seem to stop coming around my man."

Yasmin rolled her eyes and laughed before adjusting her purse on her shoulder.

"Girl please he's my ex-husband and remembers I own everything he has after Streets signed this contract. So I dare him to try and take my baby from me I'd make his life hell and then yours."

"Streets I know you didn't sign to someone else after we were going to renew you contract."

He slides his copy over laughing leaning back in his seat.

"I guess when you both decided to let your workers sign contracts without a mangers present you get cut. Oh yeah, Olivia, you can thank Trey for his help."

Spinning on her heels she head for the front door.