“Maya might seem aggressive, but her words weren't meant to imply what they seemed.""I felt as if I was being accused of intentionally wanting to destroy your home when I found out Nelson had a family, and I was already two months pregnant.""I understand. You don't have to explain. Please stay."After some time, Natasha said, "Fine, I will stay. I just hope these months will pass quickly, and I can deliver the baby soon. Then, I'll be out of your hair."Valerie thanked Natasha and returned to the living room to meet Maya. Meanwhile, Natasha sat on the bed, contemplating her next move.“The kids’ birthdays are in a few weeks, which will be the day they both die, and Nelson will have no choice but to accept this baby. He won't even consider getting a DNA test done.”***Nelson, sitting in his office, looked at the private investigator he invited to his office. "Mr. Jacobs, I need your expertise. I want you to track down Natasha, I feel the baby she's carrying is not mine."Mr. Jacobs,
In the early morning light, Natasha hastily prepared herself for a visit to the hospital. The swift rustling of clothes and the brisk steps echoed her sense of urgency. Just as she was about to leave, Valerie entered the room, her curiosity piqued by Natasha's hurried demeanor.Concern laced Valerie's words as she inquired, "Natasha, where are you headed?”“To the hospital.” Natasha swiftly replied, still packing what she needed.“Are you fine? Can I come with you to the hospital?"Feeling suffocated by Valerie's persistent presence, Natasha couldn't help but roll her eyes. The clinginess was becoming unbearable.With a forced smile, Natasha turned to Valerie and reassured her, "Just an overall check-up, Valerie. I'll be fine. You don't need to follow me, really."Rushing past Valerie, Natasha hurried to the hospital, eager to escape the watchful eyes. Meanwhile, Valerie returned to the room, her concern lingering.In the sterile environment of the hospital, Natasha underwent a thoro
The following day in Nelson's spacious office, a sense of excitement and anticipation filled the air as he gathered his team to discuss the details of the twins' birthday party. Nelson's enthusiasm was contagious, and his team reciprocated by working diligently to ensure that everything was meticulously planned.The staff, caught up in Nelson's infectious happiness, embarked on the preparations with zeal. Transforming the office space into a realm of robotic wonders, they meticulously crafted decorations, arranged futuristic props, and set to transfer all the already-made decorations to the house. Back at home, the workers diligently prepared the house for the grand celebration. Natasha, fueled by her sinister happiness, actively participated in the preparations. Her mind danced with the idea that, by tomorrow, she would celebrate her perceived victory over the family she had plotted against.Valerie, on the other hand, took charge of supervising the preparations for the kids' tre
Nelson's excitement boiled over as the artist's sketch revealed Natasha's unmistakable features. "I knew it!" he exclaimed, a mix of triumph and anger in his voice. He approached the bartender, almost impulsively wanting to express his joy, but he retracted, remembering the gravity of the situation.With an air of finality, Nelson handed the bartender a substantial amount of money. "Consider it a token of appreciation for your cooperation," he said, his expression changing from elation to a stern seriousness.The bartender, nervously and gratefully, stammered his thanks. However, Nelson's tone shifted, "Congratulations," he uttered in an almost mocking manner. “Your dream come true” has made your dream come true, as you're going to be a father."Nelson, satisfied with the artist's work and the information extracted from the bartender, paid the artist generously. “But such a young boy to Natasha?” The investigator questioned.Nelson laughed, “Good for her.” Nelson suggested, "How abo
Nelson, with a composed demeanor, called the audience back, signaling that the DNA results were ready. The crowd gathered a mix of curiosity and apprehension evident in their expressions.The large screen displayed the results, causing a collective gasp. Nelson, standing alongside Natasha, looked at the outcome. The revelation was clear, Nelson wasn't the father. The bartender, a figure previously relegated to the shadows, was identified as the biological parent.The sideways glance from Nelson to the result, and then to Natasha, conveyed the undeniable truth. The audience, caught in the whirlwind of emotions, couldn't help but murmur in surprise.Nelson, maintaining his composure, turned to Natasha, who wore a mixture of shock and defiance. The reality of the situation sank in, not just for the individuals involved but for everyone witnessing the spectacle.The media, capturing every nuance, amplified the tension. The revelation hung in the air, a poignant moment that reshaped the n
Nelson returned to the hospital without receiving any answers from Natasha, his spirit was shattered. As he slumped into a chair, grappling with the depths of his emotions, an intern nervously approached him. The intern requested a private conversation, which Nelson refused, and then the intern mentioned the matter concerned the well-being of his children."Sir, it's about the kids in the emergency room which I know might be your kids."Amidst the sterile hospital surroundings, the intern cautiously unfolded a potential breakthrough – the twins' symptoms might be connected to a poisonous leaf from Veridonia. Nelson's heart raced, his eyes reflecting a mixture of hope and fear as the intern continued to shed light on this newfound understanding in the midst of the prevailing darkness.Simultaneously, Nelson's phone buzzed with a call from his team. They reported a significant discovery in Natasha's room – a peculiar particle that had been taken to the forensic lab for analysis. The
Nelson and Valerie prepared a warm room at home for Kyle and Kelly. Nurses attached them to the machine since they were in a coma, to keep them up.The atmosphere was charged with a mix of hope and nervous excitement, and the family's quiet prayers filled the room as they teetered on the edge of a possible miracle.After what felt like an endless wait, Nelson's phone finally buzzed, shattering the tense silence. With a pounding heart, he answered the call, it was from his team. "The guru doctor has landed in New York," the voice announced.A wave of relief and joy flooded over Nelson. Overwhelmed with happiness, he hurried to Valerie, who stood anxiously near the room where their children were lying, turning blue every minute."Val, he's here! The guru doctor has landed in New York!" Nelson exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with the joy that replaced their earlier worry.Valerie's face lit up with a radiant smile. "Thank goodness! Let's go and welcome him."Soon, the honk of cars was he
After many long hours, the guru doctor signaled that he had successfully removed the poison from the kids. Nelson and Valerie, tired but grateful, looked at their children, Kyle and Kelly, who had bravely faced the poison.The beds, made of wood, held the tired bodies of Kyle and Kelly. The room, which had been a tough battlefield, now felt like a place of quiet victory. Although everyone was tired, there was a sense of relief and hope in the air.The guru doctor, looking tired but content, said, "The poison is out, and they are no longer in immediate danger. But they need time to get better. Keep them warm and comforted."The staff carefully lifted Kyle and Kelly from the wooden beds by the fire. The kids, now free from the poison's grip, lay peacefully in the arms of the staff as they were carried inside.Valerie, her eyes filled with a mix of exhaustion and hope, approached the guru doctor. "When will they wake up? When can we talk to them?"The guru doctor, a serene expression on