(Jayden)“Judy’s jet is headed here, to London.”I pause, Viktor’s words sinking in. She always seems to know when things are vulnerable, and now, with Nexus London under siege from within, here she comes. I mean how could she know this place is on its back foot. Unless…No, surely I’m being paranoid.I force a shrug. “Might be a coincidence.”Viktor doesn’t blink. “We both know it’s not.”“Fine,” I say, rubbing the back of my neck. “But I’m not meeting her. There’s nothing she could say to make a difference to how I feel now. Whatever she thinks she’s here to do, she’ll be wasting her time.”“She can try, but she won’t reach you. I’ll intercept her.” Viktor’s tone is steady, his presence a constant reassurance.“At least she isn’t heading for Winona and the kids.”Part of me feels grateful for that, but the rest of me—the part that feels like it’s holding together a house of cards—can’t shake the prickling unease that creeps in whenever my mother is around.What more do I have to do
(Winona)The envelope the courier just dropped in is in my hands. My hands are buzzing. I have been praying and wishing for these results to make life slightly less complicated.But that’s not how my life generally goes. But I’m determined to hope. There’s more chance Jayden is the father. Law of averages. All I have to do is open it and read what’s inside.My stomach flips and I feel ill. I sit down on the sofa and close my eyes.Please God, let this be the answer I want. The answer I need. The answer my family needs. Just this once. I swear I will never fuck it up again. I finger the envelope, holding all the answers. Finally, I rip it open, my heart pounds as I skim over the words.Positive match.Oh. My. God.There it is, in black and white. Jayden is the father of this baby. We did the impossible again! But will I get to be a mother to this tiny life inside me? How do I cope with the worry and pressure of an impossible pregnancy?The relief crashes over me all the same. Jayden’s
(Winona)I’m waiting for Klara to arrive at the cottage after Lisa has gone to shower and sleep at the estate. Despite me going through the relaxation techniques and even with the positive DNA results, I’m on the edge of a precipice.Once again, my life has gone over a point of no return. It’s unbelievable that I’m pregnant. This had changed everything I thought my life now was.Even with these tests telling me I am pregnant. I can’t get my head around things. I can’t find a way to quiet my mind, and I know I must. It’s vital. But all the calm in the world still doesn’t guarantee the baby will survive. That part may always be out of my hands.Wanting inner calm for the baby’s sake just makes me stress more that I can’t find inner calm. All the other things surrounding this pregnancy haven’t helped. But at least I can take hall pass week and who I had sex with out of contention.Yes, I will tell Jayden one day. But I can certainly pick my battles now and that is a great relief. But pus
(Winona)Klara’s calm voice continues, “experience has shown me what can be done to help women in challenging pregnancies. We have many tools at our disposal to support you physically, emotionally, and mentally.”I watch her hands as she unpacks a small notebook. “In addition, I’ve included exercises for positive mindsets—proven ways to center the mind, keep fears in check, and foster a strong connection with the baby.”“I’m so afraid to have a strong connection with the baby.”“I understand. But I do see you have a strong connection with all your children. So, I think this will happen anyway.”“It’s actually something I pride myself on. I’m not the biological mother of three of them but they are my children just as much as Abby is. I feel that.”“Yes, this is a choice we make. You will continue to make those choices. Even if this baby is not for this world, you try and you give it your all. That is what gets you through the dark days.”“Yes. Because knowing I did my very best is so m
(Judy)I saunter in, heels clicking against the marble floor, and spot Viktor waiting for me at the reception area outside the boardroom Jayden’s holed up in.He’s all muscle and menace, his arms crossed over his chest like a sentry guarding a fortress. I’m going to rattle his cage a little. Girl’s gotta have some fun.I stride up to him like an old friend. “Viktor! How wonderful!. I hope you aren’t missing that traitor Gus too much… Guess that asshole finally got what he deserved.”I know that will make him pissed.“Judy,” he greets me as stoically as any mountain. “You need to leave.”I arch an eyebrow, a mock smile curves my lips. “Viktor, you’re not even going to let a mother see her son? How heartless can you be?”I give him my most charming smile. “Viktor, darling, you know I never stay where I’m not wanted.” My gaze flicks to the boardroom door behind him. “But… I’m here for my son.”He doesn’t move, blocking the path to the door completely. “Your son doesn’t want to see you. Y
(Jayden)My desk is littered with documents, files, all growing proof of unfinished business. The investigation team has been in and out of my temporary office all morning, each member adding to the pile of work I can’t seem to escape from.The large, yellow envelopes, print-outs, employee details all add to the mountain of things on my to-do list. I sweep all I can fit into my briefcase along with the rest of Grayson’s paperwork, wanting everything in one place for the flight back to Brussels.It’ll be easier to sift through once I’m settled in the jet, away from this pressure cooker.I glance at my watch. I need to get moving. There’s no time to deal with any of this here; I’ll need the next 24 hours in Brussels to breathe, focus on my family, and help Winona settle the kids into their new school routine.The idea of being home even for just one night is the only thing keeping me sane right now.I get a few key documents I still need to sign off on before I leave and isolate them as
(Winona)I’m pacing the family room at the cottage, running through all the last-minute details in my head before Jayden comes home. The kids are excited, and the whole place is buzzing with energy.Even shy, reserved Sarah has been talking a mile a minute, making sure I know she has ‘a million billion things’ to tell her dad when he gets here.You and me both, kiddo.Lisa plops down onto the sofa, a mischievous grin playing at her lips. “You know,” she starts, “instead of drowning Jayden in chaos the moment he walks through the door, maybe you two should have some alone time. The kids will be fine with me for a couple of hours.”I give her a skeptical look. “The kids are dying to see him. We’re a family—this reunion shouldn’t be just about me and Jayden.”“There wouldn’t be kids without you and Jayden, would there. Of course it’s about you and him first.”“I’d feel selfish.”Lisa rolls her eyes, but it’s all in good humor. “Yeah, yeah, family bonding is important and all that. But le
(Jayden)The decoy flight was a well-choreographed illusion. Viktor boarded the Nexus Global jet, accompanied by someone who looked like me and a highly visible security detail.The intention is simple: draw eyes, especially if Judy is watching. The whole operation was designed to mislead, to give me the cover I need to get out unnoticed.Now I’m in a smaller charter jet, an aircraft that looks almost understated compared to the Nexus one. It’s sleek, black, and inconspicuous, blending into the private airstrip with an anonymity that feels oddly comforting.Inside, the jet’s interior is quiet, the hum of the engines a low and steady reassurance. I’m settled into one of the leather seats, my briefcase open next to me.The documents from Nexus London are slowly going from the to-do to the done pile. I’ve read everything I needed to review. Investigation notes, financial statements, and transcripts of company phone and cell conversations.I’m looking for anything that might hint at Grays