Jesse Swanson was a lot of things but a quitter wasn't one of those things.
The visit of the woman in his office had scared the shit out of him but the more he had thought about it, the more he was convinced that it hadn't actually happened. He had been tired that day and it had probably been his imagination that had been playing with him. And that his car had been burnt was probably just a coincidence.
Of course, he was still bothered with the whole Beca Mitchell thing. Since she had switched to another lawyer, things didn't look so good for him. But it always could've been worse.
He had been smart enough to settle things outside court and he had to apologise in public. He had apologised and it had cost him a few clients but not enough that it destroyed his company or credibility.
He wasn't remorseful and still had luck on his side. He still wanted to destroy Beca and his plans were still working. In fact, he had just hung up the phone with that journalist. The same one that made her run out of that studio.
Apparently, that journalist knew a lot of Beca's past, and Jesse was willing to pay her as much as she wanted. In his eyes, destroying Beca hadn't a price.
He could clearly picture the day that Beca would come to him. Begging him for to take over her business for a cheap price. If he played this right, she even would beg him to give her another chance. She would beg him to take her out on a date.
He wouldn't rest until she was finally his. She was his fairytale ending. He had known that the first time he ever saw her. She was supposed to be his wife. The mother of his future children and he wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted.
He had seen the few pictures of her that had graced the magazines since she had took her break from the spotlights. On most of the pictures she was surrounded by a group of women. And always with that redhead.
He had been told that the group of women she always was seen with, were her friends from college. They called themselves the Ballets or something like that. He didn't really care about it anyway. It was that redhead that concerned him.
He was been told that the redhead and Beca were ex lovers. And that they had reconciled. That was the problem. So he had put that journalist to work. Her only job was to make sure that Beca and that redhead didn't spent so many times together.
When he and Beca were married none of her old friends would be fitting in her life anyway. She would have him and that should be enough. He would make sure that she would get pregnant soon. That way she would totally focus on him and their child. He had already decided they should have six children. That would be enough to carry on their business when they were to old to do that.
He really shouldn't be thinking so far ahead of his plans but he couldn't help it. Now that things were finally looking goo for him, he deserved it.