Vidal let out a laugh. “My child? What bullshit are you on? Ah, I see! You still bought the whole 'Winter is Pregnant' story? If you thought you could use that to manipulate me, then I'm sorry to disappoint you. That pregnancy was made up. I faked the results so she could receive you with them.” Ge
Winter was pacing her hospital room like a crazy person. She’d been pretending to be extremely ill, but she knew that as soon as the doctors caught on to her act and declared her fit, the policeman Gerald had stationed outside her room was instantly going to arrest her and take her to prison. And s
Immediately, two of the goons stepped forward with a round device in their hands. Desiree didn’t properly see it. She probably wouldn’t have known what it was anyway, but panic surged through her when the men began trying to insert the devices into her ears as well as her mother’s. Erssdd “What are
Gerald was shaking with so much anger that it stole his breath. God, he'd never detested any human being as much as he detested Liam Vidal.“You fucking bastard," he gritted out, trying to shake himself free of the men holding him so he could slam his chained hands into the bastard's face.“Why are
Gerald’s heart pounded inside his chest as he stared at the gun pointed at Desiree’s temple, taking in the terrified look on her face. “Didn’t y’all hear me?” Liam screamed, glaring at everyone pointing a gun at him until he settled on Gerald. “Butler, you better tell them to put their fucking guns
Through the struggle, the gun somehow ended up being wedged between the two men as each tried to take control. Suddenly, a gunshot rang through the air. Desiree froze, not knowing who the bullet had hit. But her eyes soon widened with horror as she watched Damian stumble back while clutching at his
"Miss Sasha, you haven't even taken a bite of your food," Lorena, the chief maid at the Hamilton residence, noted as she appeared behind her, dragging Sasha out of her thoughts and making her realize that she'd merely been running her fork through her plate.Dropping the fork, she turned to Lorena.
"No, don't tell me that," Sasha shook her head, her hand flying to her mouth. "Please don't tell me that, Rafael. Please, no. Tell me he's going to be fine."Rafael's eyes glistened with tears as he answered, "I'm sorry, but I can't lie to you, as much as I wish things were different. His condition