Chapter 135

“I can tell that you idolize Jen Davis,” My therapist has the nerves to say to me. I scoff and laugh in response.

“Idolize? That’s a reach even for you, is it not?” I fire at her.

“I don’t idolize her nor did I before? But I did like how determined and driven she was,” I confess and my therapist smiles.

“I see,” She replies.

“So you kidnapped her baby and requested a ransom for her to get him back,” Her tone is normal as if we are not talking about something that could most probaly land me in prison.

“Yes, that is exactly what I did,” I say nonchalantly.

“But something bothers you, does it not? You are not your usual cheery self,” She says and that I can agree with.

It is about Chad, the fact that I almost lost him. His heart literally stopped beating, if I had not called 911, he would have been gone.

“So you have your one billion back?” My therapist asks me and I give her a weak smile. I thought getting the money and even more would have made me feel great, but I feel empty.

“Yes,