The momentum was building steadily across all of Brandon's ventures. The streaming platform had gained two million subscribers, though they were still investing heavily in content acquisition and infrastructure rather than focusing on immediate profitability. The online marketplace was processing over fifty thousand transactions daily, with revenue streams expanding as more businesses recognized the platform's advantages over established competitors.
But Brandon had learned from watching Carter Technologies copy his Nexus innovations. This time, he kept his most revolutionary developments strictly confidential, sharing critical details only with Elena and his most trusted team members.
"The facial recognition integration for the streaming platform is ready for beta testing," reported Sarah Kim, his lead AI developer, during their weekly progress meeting. "But I'm concerned about the security implications of rolling it out broadly."
"Keep it in limited testing for now," Brandon replied. "We'll deploy gradually and monitor performance metrics before any public announcement."
The cryptocurrency project remained his most secretive initiative. While Bitcoin and other early digital currencies struggled with public acceptance, Brandon was developing blockchain applications that would prove indispensable once the market matured. He couldn't explain to his team why he was so certain that cryptocurrency would eventually transform global finance, so he positioned it as "long-term research with significant upside potential."
As the company expanded to over two hundred employees, Brandon realized he needed capable leadership in place for day-to-day operations. He promoted Lydia Mason, a former Microsoft executive with exceptional organizational skills, to Chief Operating Officer. James Parker, a brilliant strategist he'd recruited from Amazon, became Chief Technology Officer.
"I'll be traveling frequently over the next few months," Brandon explained during the leadership transition meeting. "Lydia will handle operational decisions, James will oversee technical development, and Elena maintains financial oversight and strategic planning."
Both executives had initially been skeptical of working for a startup, but Brandon's track record and the company's rapid growth had convinced them they were joining something extraordinary.
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Margaret's cancer treatment had become a routine part of Brandon's schedule. Every Tuesday and Friday, he would drive her to Swedish Medical Center for chemotherapy sessions, then take her to lunch at quiet restaurants where they could talk without interruption.
"You don't have to keep doing this," Margaret said as they settled into their usual corner booth at a small Italian restaurant near the hospital. "I could take a taxi or ask Victoria to drive me."
Brandon smiled, cutting his pasta with deliberate care. "Victoria's busy with her own projects. Besides, I enjoy our conversations. You're the only person who knew me before all this success, who remembers who I really am underneath everything."
Margaret's eyes grew soft with affection. "You haven't changed as much as you think, Brandon. Success has given you confidence and resources, but your fundamental kindness is exactly the same."
"Sometimes I worry that I'm becoming too focused on business, too consumed with proving myself. These lunches remind me that there are more important things than stock prices and market dominance."
"Like taking care of people who were kind to you when you needed it most?"
Brandon nodded. "Exactly."
As they finished their meal, Margaret began gathering her purse and medication organizer with the careful movements of someone managing ongoing health challenges. "The doctors say the treatment is going well. The tumor markers are decreasing steadily."
"That's wonderful news. I told you Dr. Anderson was the best oncologist in Seattle."
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The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the Carter driveway as Brandon helped Margaret from his car. Her treatment sessions left her exhausted, and the walk from the street to the front door required careful support.
"Thank you, dear," Margaret said as they approached the house. "I don't know what I would have done without—"
The front door opened abruptly, revealing Victoria in an expensive business suit, her expression shifting from neutral to hostile the moment she saw Brandon.
"Mother?" Victoria's voice carried dangerous undertones. "What are you doing with him?"
Margaret straightened despite her obvious fatigue. "Brandon was just helping me with some errands."
"What kind of errands require Brandon Carter's assistance?" Victoria stepped onto the porch, her posture aggressive and confrontational.
Margaret hesitated, clearly uncomfortable with lying to her daughter but equally reluctant to reveal her medical situation. "Just... personal matters."
Victoria's eyes narrowed as she studied her mother's pale complexion and unsteady movements. "Mother, you look terrible. What's wrong with you?"
Brandon stepped forward, recognizing that Margaret needed protection from Victoria's interrogation. "Your mother asked for my help with some business matters. Nothing that concerns you."
Victoria's attention snapped to Brandon with venomous intensity. "Nothing that concerns me? She's my mother, you pathetic little nobody. Everything about her concerns me."
"Victoria, please—" Margaret began weakly.
"You have some nerve showing up at my family's house after everything you've done," Victoria continued, her voice rising. "After stealing from us, betraying us, destroying our reputation—"
"I never stole anything from your family," Brandon replied calmly, though his jaw tightened with controlled anger. "I earned everything I achieved, despite your family's attempts to exploit me."
"Exploit you? We gave you opportunities you never could have earned on your own. We elevated you beyond your natural station, and this is how you repay us?"
Margaret placed a trembling hand on Brandon's arm. "I'm fine, dear. You can go. Thank you for your help today."
Brandon looked between Margaret's exhausted face and Victoria's furious expression, recognizing that his presence was making the situation worse for someone he cared about.
"Of course," he said gently. "I'll call you later to check on how you're feeling."
Victoria's eyes flashed with suspicion at the implied ongoing contact between Brandon and her mother, but she said nothing as Brandon walked back to his car.
As he drove away, Brandon felt deep concern about what would happen when Victoria inevitably told Richard about this encounter. Margaret was already vulnerable due to her illness; the last thing she needed was additional stress from family conflicts.
But he also knew he couldn't abandon someone who had shown him kindness during his darkest years. Margaret deserved better than the toxic environment her own family had created, and Brandon was determined to continue helping her regardless of the consequences.
Some loyalties were worth the risk.