Who is the father?

But my pleas fell on deaf ears as Vince and Trence continued to trade blows, locked in a fierce struggle that seemed to have no end in sight. With each passing moment, the tension in the room grew thicker, a palpable sense of danger hanging heavy in the air.

Suddenly, the door burst open, revealing a concerned group of security personnel who had been alerted by the commotion. They quickly rushed in to separate the two men, pulling them apart and restraining them before things could escalate any further. Vince and the other man both struggled against their captors, shouting insults and threats at each other as they were dragged away in opposite directions. The tension in the room gradually dissipated as the security team escorted Trence out of the mansion.

"Are you alright?" Vince asked me.

I held my belly, "I'm fine." I told him.

As the chaos settled, Vince's concern for my well-being was evident in his eyes. I reassured him that I was unharmed.

"You don't need to hurt yourself