Chapter 34

ISABELLA'S POV

The answer to that question came sooner than I expected.

Naomi, who was obviously still smarting from humiliation, couldn’t let it go, apparently.

She began shouting at me from across the parking lot, her voice vile and wounded.

“You might have that little storekeeper under tethers, but not my son, okay. Do you think this is anything close to the real fight? Wait and see how it turns out.

Don’t think for a second that you’ll raise my son’s child. We’ll see to it that your little game ends, Docktorr.”

She mocked, her words dripping with malice. Celine joined in, her tone equally threatening.

“Your’re shameless. You lied your way into my brother's life; now you want to take away his child? Look, my brother’s child won’t be raised by another man. You’ll regret ever crossing us.”

I was silent; I felt my pulse quicken, the familiar rush of anxiety creeping in.

But before I could open my mouth, Scarlett stepped forward, her eyes blazing with fury.

“Enough!” she shouted, he