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Bethany stood frozen, her chest tightening as she watched Fred slide the ring onto Chantel’s finger. Chantel’s cheeks flushed a rosy pink as she squealed in delight, practically glowing under Fred’s adoring gaze. The scene felt surreal, like a joke meant to humiliate her.“What the hell is going on?” Bethany’s voice broke through the moment, sharp and incredulous. Her suitcase fell to the ground with a loud thud. Her eyes darted around the place searching for Natalie, but her so-called friend had conveniently vanished into thin air. Typical. Bethany’s gut twisted with betrayal.Fred, oblivious to her turmoil, turned back to Chantel and repeated, “Will you marry me?” His voice was smooth, practiced, as if he’d rehearsed it a hundred times.Rage bubbled beneath her skin, barely contained. Her fists clenched at her sides, the veins in her arms prominent as she tried to steady herself. It was so obvious that even Dean, standing quietly beside her, placed a steadying arm on her should
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Natalie tossed the bullets up and down in her hand, a sly smirk playing on her lips.She stepped forward, her voice low but taunting. “Do you need this, Avery? Why don’t you come and run for it?”Avery screamed in frustration, lunging for her. But Natalie was faster. With a calculated flick, she threw the bullets out of the building.“No! You bitch!” Avery shrieked, darting toward the edge, desperate to see where they landed. But it was too late. They were gone.That was the last straw. Avery turned on Natalie, her fury palpable. She lunged again, hands outstretched to strangle her.But Natalie stood her ground, unfazed. Just as Avery was inches away, Natalie raised a finger, stopping her in her tracks.“One step closer, one scratch on my body, and I’ll have you dead by tomorrow. I signed a contract with your brother, and guess what? It doesn’t go against family.” Natalie’s smile was cold and cutting.Avery staggered backward, her hands trembling with rage. She screamed and stormed to
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NATALIE'S HOMEThe little snowflakes fell onher eyelids, making her squint as she turned over on the chair. Instinctively, she sat up and rubbed her eyes."Ugh... What happened?" Bethany muttered, her voice hoarse. She pressed her fingers to her temples, trying to soothe the pounding headache that refused to relent.The pain was sharp, almost debilitating, and for a fleeting moment, she considered staying home. But no—she couldn't afford to sit her ass down. Not now. Not when she had a son to fight for. She shook her head, dismissing the idea.Her gaze swept across the place, landing on the mess of beer bottle that scattered on the floor. She groaned, the memories rushing back in little pieces. Natalie had forced alcohol on her the night before, and she'd stupidly joined, drinking herself into a stupor. No wonder her head felt like it was splitting in two.Carefully stepping over the shards of broken glass, she noticed a note taped to the door. She picked it up and read aloud, her l
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As Bethany twisted the doorknob, it didn’t budge. Her eyes landed on a small passcode lock securing the door.She raised an eyebrow in confusion, but Jason, standing behind her, piped up. “You need a passcode. It’s...”Before he could finish, Fred walked in, gently pushing Jason aside.“You talk too much,” Fred said with a crooked smile, turning to Bethany.Jason shook his head and looked at Fred, his tone incredulous. “No, I was just telling her it’s—”Fred cut him off, covering his mouth with one hand and giving him a gentle shove toward the door. “Go meet Chantel. She needs you.”Bethany watched as Jason disappeared down the stairs, her curiosity piqued. What was behind that door that Fred had to send him away?“What’s behind there?” she asked, crossing her arms.Fred walked forward, hands shoved into his pockets. “We’re not married... so I don’t think you should be asking me that.”“Really?” Bethany raised an eyebrow.“Yeah.”She rolled her eyes and stared at the door again. “Inst
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Bethany shot one last look at him before jumping off the counter."You bastard!" she sneered, her voice dripping with venom. He grabbed her arm, pulling her back, but her anger made her stronger than even his firm grip could contain. She yanked her hand free, glaring at him with a smirk of defiance."I'm not angry," she spat. "Live your life. I'm just disappointed in you.""Bethany!" he yelled, running a hand through his hair in frustration. But it was too late; she was already storming out of the kitchen.Just as he moved to follow her, Natalie blocked his way, pushing him back into the room. She leaned closer and whispered sharply, "You better apologize to me for trying so hard to get you two back together. You ruined it."****SWISS HOTEL, 1 PMMinutes after the snowstorm stopped, Bethany didn’t hesitate to leave for the office. Anything to avoid seeing his dirty face again.How stupid had she been? Flirting with him, asking for an answer he’d already made clear years ago. She sig
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NEXT MORNINGFred paced in his office, glancing at the clock. Two hours had passed, and he still hadn’t heard from Bethany. She was supposed to leave for her meeting abroad, but something about it felt... off.His mind raced, clouded with regret over the harsh words he'd thrown at her the previous night. It had distracted him so much that he hadn’t questioned the details of her sudden trip. But now, as he pressed the matter, little inconsistencies surfaced: she hadn’t taken any money for a flight, nor had she submitted the client documents for the England deal.The knot in his chest tightened. He hadn’t seen Stacy, his secretary, all morning. Instead, he dialed Natalie’s number—Bethany’s new friend might know something.“Hello, Natalie?”“Morning, Fred. I’m just about to enter Swiss!” she said cheerfully before abruptly hanging up.Fred stared at his phone, dumbfounded. “I knew hiring a gangster lawyer would bite me someday.”Before he could think again, the door swung open. Chant
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Bethany staggered back, her hand tightly gripping Dean’s as Fred advanced toward them with a smug grin.“Stop! Please... just stop, Fred!” she yelled, her voice trembling.Fred chuckled darkly and took another step forward, his eyes narrowing. “What did you think, Beth? That you could just run away with this guy?” He gestured dismissively at Dean, his tone dripping with disdain.Bethany dropped her bags and spoke with a forced calming tone. “Why do you always have to be this way? You’re a monster, Fred.”“Oh, please!” Fred retorted with a hoarse laugh. “All men are monsters. Yet here you are, trusting him?” He jabbed a finger in Dean’s direction. “You barely even know him.”Bethany gasped, biting her lip. “You think breaking me would make me stop trusting people? Well, you’re wrong. Dean’s nothing like you.”Fred’s smile faltered, his voice hardening. “If it wasn’t for the deal we made, I would have freed you from his manipulative ways. He’s more of a demon than you realize.”Dean’s
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FLASHBACKFifteen-year-old Bethany was washing clothes, occasionally glancing at her mother, Jill, who was playing the role of a philanthropist—helping other women. They would come to their house, and Jill would hand them good clothes and money. But despite her mother's generosity, Bethany couldn't help but wonder why they still lived in near-poverty. Her mother wore expensive outfits, yet her father and she barely had enough to get by."Do a good job and come back for more. Don't you dare make me look bad. I trust you, sweetie!" Jill called out, waving goodbye to the women before turning toward Bethany.Bethany set the clothes aside, crossing her arms over her chest. She watched her mother approach, admiring the confidence she exuded."My pretty baby... You're going to inherit everything I have, and I couldn't be happier!" Jill beamed.A smile formed on Bethany's face. "Mom! Can I try on one of your dresses? I love how they feel on my body!"Jill arched a brow, her expression unread
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Bethany walked slowly, her heels clicking softly against the pavement as she halted, her eyes darting around for Natalie. Funny enough, Natalie had promised to be with her. Yet she was nowhere in sight. A deep sigh escaped Bethany’s lips as she clenched her fingers. *Why does everything feel so wrong?* Fred always handled everything, but if he could lie about their son’s death, then he was capable of lying about anything. “But…I’m his mother. How could I not know the truth?”She was lost in thought when a voice jolted her back to reality. "Are you going to keep standing there?" Dean’s voice was sharp, impatient. "You’re his mother, aren’t you?" Bethany inhaled deeply, forcing herself to stay composed. "That’s not what I asked you to say. Do as you're told." A chuckle slipped past Dean’s lips as he leaned against the hospital wall, folding his arms. "Really? Now that you have my secret, you want to use it against me?" A smirk curled on Bethany’s lips as she turned to fa
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Fred creased his brows, worry etched on his face as he yelled, “Natalie got kidnapped?!”Bethany's mouth fell open. “Oh my God! What happened?” she repeated in shock.The voice on the other end hesitated before correcting itself. “Wait… did I say Natalie? I meant to say your wife… Chantel has been kidnapped!”That stutter set off alarm bells. Clicking his tongue, Fred replied coolly, “Really? Are you willing to let her out for five million dollars?”The voice wavered. “Yeah… yeah… that’s already too—Um… I mean, you can send it to her account! I’m sorry… I mean, my account!”A chuckle escaped his lips, but his sneer carried more disdain than amusement. “Why don’t you tell her to go to hell because I would never, in my life, bail her out for a cent?”Disgusted, he hung up and scoffed, “I can’t believe that bitch is trying to get attention. Haven't I already landed in a mess because of her?”Bethany nodded violently. “Yeah… you have!” Then, with an urgent gesture, she pointed toward the
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She couldn't believe her eyes. The letter stated:"The blood sample that was given by Miss Bethany is no match to Jason's. She's not the mother of the child. We'd like you to prevent this occurrence from happening because it might damage the hospital's reputation!""Oh my God!!!" Bethany screamed as she staggered back and dropped the letter.Fred's eyes widened as he saw the letter fall to the floor."Bethany... why did you check it?" He breathed and Dean appeared.Bethany's hands trembled as if she had been electrocuted, her words fumbling, "I... what are... are they saying? I'm not his mom?!"Dean's brows creased into a deep frown as he realized Bethany had seen the letter.Fred stepped closer, attempting to reach for her, but Bethany spun around, her voice shaky, "It... says... says I'm not his mom!"Before anyone could react, she collapsed to the floor, unconscious.******WARD 109Natalie adjusted her nurse's mask and cautiously entered the ward where her children lay. It had bee
