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TRAPPED WITH MY DAD'S BESTFRIEND CHAPTER 226
Thiago paced in his office, fingers drumming against his desk as Lucia sat across from him, her arms crossed."You need to get ahead of this," she said. "If Cynthia really has something on Bridgette's father, you know what that means."Thiago exhaled sharply. "It means she has leverage that could ruin us."Lucia nodded. "Bridgette almost lost the baby from stress once. Do you think she can handle finding out whatever it is Cynthia has?"That was the part that haunted him. Bridgette was strong, but her body had already suffered under the weight of everything that had happened. Another shock, another betrayal—he wasn't sure she could take it.He pulled out his phone and dialed Marcus."Find out what dirt Cynthia has on Bridgette’s father," he ordered the second Marcus picked up. "I don’t care how. Just get me answers—fast."Bridgette sat in the nursery, watching Emilia sleep. The rhythmic rise and fall of her daughter’s tiny chest should have soothed her, but her mind wouldn’t stop raci
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Bridgette could feel her pulse in her ears, her breath uneven as she stared at Thiago. His words hung between them, thick with tension, but she couldn’t process them—not fully.Could she still stand by him?After everything?Her father had ruined his family. He had been keeping the truth from her. And yet, Thiago still chose to stay.Bridgette’s fingers curled into fists.“You don’t get to put this on me,” she hissed, her voice raw. “You should’ve told me the moment you found out. Instead, you let me be the fool while you—”“While I what, Bridgette?” Thiago cut in, his tone low, controlled. “While I stayed by your side? While I protected you? While I—”He stopped himself, his jaw clenching.Bridgette’s heart slammed against her ribs.She shook her head. “I need space.”Thiago’s gaze darkened. “No.”Bridgette flinched. “What?”“I’m not letting you walk away from this,” he said, stepping forward, closing the space between them. “I’m not letting you run just because it’s easier than faci
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A sharp, searing pain tore through my abdomen, yanking me out of sleep. A strangled gasp escaped my lips as my hands clutched at my stomach, an unbearable pressure building in my lower body. A cold sweat broke out across my skin, and nausea churned violently in my gut.Something was wrong.I tried to shift, but the pain only intensified, sending another wave of agony through me. My breathing hitched, coming in short, desperate pants. I barely registered Thiago stirring beside me, his brows furrowing at the sound of my distress. Then, as if sensing my panic, his eyes snapped open.“Bridgette?” His voice was sharp, laced with concern, as he reached for me.“I—” The word barely left my mouth before another stab of pain stole my breath away. My vision blurred, dark spots dancing at the edges.Thiago didn’t hesitate. He was out of bed in an instant, already grabbing his phone.“Marcus! Get the car ready. Now!” His voice was tight with urgency.I barely noticed the frantic rustling of movem
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The rhythmic beep of the heart monitor was the only sound in the room as I let Thiago’s words sink in.Insider trading?Cynthia wasn’t just trying to ruin my reputation—she was trying to dismantle Bermudez Group from the inside out. If an official investigation was launched, investors would panic, stocks would plummet, and before I could even mount a proper defense, the vultures would descend.I had worked too hard to let that happen.Thiago studied my expression, his thumb brushing absently over my knuckles. “Say the word, princesa. Whatever you want to do, I’ll make it happen.”My chest rose and fell in slow, measured breaths as I forced my mind to focus. This wasn’t just about protecting my company anymore. Cynthia had gone after me. After my child.I wasn’t just fighting for survival.I was fighting for war.“First,” I said, my voice sharper than glass, “we need to find out exactly what she’s planning. She wouldn’t launch an attack like this unless she had the ammunition to back i
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The elegant ballroom shimmered with chandeliers and buzzed with animated chatter as it was turned into a splendid venue for commemorating my father's real estate company's tenth anniversary. The hall was crowded, and people sipped their drinks while enjoying the music of a live band playing soft tunes in the background. A scene full of charm and elegance that somehow couldn't fill the void I felt deep inside me despite all the beauty and luxury around. Amidst the crowd, I found myself wandering aimlessly as my steps took me in no particular direction. A gentle smile graced my lips, concealing the fatigue that weighed heavily on me as I warmly welcomed my father’s guests. Meanwhile, I scanned the crowd but couldn't spot my husband, Derick, anywhere. It felt like he was intentionally distancing himself from me, especially ever since he learned about my struggle to give him the one thing he longed for the most—a child. It was distressing for me, but it became even more painful when
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THE NEXT MORNING, the sound of my phone startled me awake. I squinted at the screen and groggly groped for it. The name flashing across it caused my blood to stop—Romeo, my Dad.Heart thumping, I jumped off the bed, fumbling to respond, but the ringing stopped just before I could swipe the screen. Two seconds later a text alert showed up.**COME HOME RIGHT AWAY** In all caps locked.There was no space for justification or explanation for his calling of me. Simply as usual, just an order.I hurriedly got up, still wondering why my father suddenly wanted me to go home right away. But what made me suddenly confused what what on earth was I even doing in an unfamiliar room?I was so certain, this wasn’t my hotel room. My head still hurts due to hangover but I know that I must get up and come home right away. And as my feet nearly tripped from the scattered clothes on the floor, that was the only time when everything else came flooding my memories about what happened last night.“Shit.” I
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I skirted through the crowd of people in the ballroom while attempting to concentrate on my goal. It was a whirlwind of color and laughter. I had to look for someone who could assist me in securing my future. But my confidence started to falter as I looked around the room. Each of these men exuded confidence and elegance.What if I wasn't enough? What would happen if I was unable to find someone who could help me?My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a bartender’s voice, low and smooth. “You look like you could use a drink.”I turned to find the bartender standing before me, holding out a glass of wine and pouring me some. He was dressed impeccably in a black and white uniform.I forced a smile, taking the glass from him. “Thank you. I suppose I do.”He raised the bottle to pour some on my glass. “This might be quite hard on you”“I can manage,” I echoed, clinking my glass before taking a sip. The wine was crisp and cold, but it did little to calm the nerves fluttering in my s
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The man and I moved our conversation to a more secluded place away from the loud noise of the ball. And before I knew it, I found myself already escorted inside his hotel room. “I have about three questions before we begin with our deal.” He suddenly uttered, pushing me against the long, creamy white bed.I was certain that if my eyes were shut now, then I was probably dreaming.There was no other possible explanation for the way my body tingled, the way my breath hitched in my throat, and the way my mind raced with thoughts that I had never dared to entertain before.It all seemed so too good to be true, as the man lurred his body before me. He was like a walking, breathing embodiment of desire. His dark, tousled hair framed a face that could have been chiseled by the gods themselves, his piercing eyes a shade of blue that bordered on ethereal.He was close, too close, his presence consuming the air between us. His broad shoulders seemed to block out the rest of the world, leaving o
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The rhythmic beep of the heart monitor was the only sound in the room as I let Thiago’s words sink in.Insider trading?Cynthia wasn’t just trying to ruin my reputation—she was trying to dismantle Bermudez Group from the inside out. If an official investigation was launched, investors would panic, stocks would plummet, and before I could even mount a proper defense, the vultures would descend.I had worked too hard to let that happen.Thiago studied my expression, his thumb brushing absently over my knuckles. “Say the word, princesa. Whatever you want to do, I’ll make it happen.”My chest rose and fell in slow, measured breaths as I forced my mind to focus. This wasn’t just about protecting my company anymore. Cynthia had gone after me. After my child.I wasn’t just fighting for survival.I was fighting for war.“First,” I said, my voice sharper than glass, “we need to find out exactly what she’s planning. She wouldn’t launch an attack like this unless she had the ammunition to back i
TRAPPED WITH MY DAD'S BESTFRIEND Chapter 228
A sharp, searing pain tore through my abdomen, yanking me out of sleep. A strangled gasp escaped my lips as my hands clutched at my stomach, an unbearable pressure building in my lower body. A cold sweat broke out across my skin, and nausea churned violently in my gut.Something was wrong.I tried to shift, but the pain only intensified, sending another wave of agony through me. My breathing hitched, coming in short, desperate pants. I barely registered Thiago stirring beside me, his brows furrowing at the sound of my distress. Then, as if sensing my panic, his eyes snapped open.“Bridgette?” His voice was sharp, laced with concern, as he reached for me.“I—” The word barely left my mouth before another stab of pain stole my breath away. My vision blurred, dark spots dancing at the edges.Thiago didn’t hesitate. He was out of bed in an instant, already grabbing his phone.“Marcus! Get the car ready. Now!” His voice was tight with urgency.I barely noticed the frantic rustling of movem
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Bridgette could feel her pulse in her ears, her breath uneven as she stared at Thiago. His words hung between them, thick with tension, but she couldn’t process them—not fully.Could she still stand by him?After everything?Her father had ruined his family. He had been keeping the truth from her. And yet, Thiago still chose to stay.Bridgette’s fingers curled into fists.“You don’t get to put this on me,” she hissed, her voice raw. “You should’ve told me the moment you found out. Instead, you let me be the fool while you—”“While I what, Bridgette?” Thiago cut in, his tone low, controlled. “While I stayed by your side? While I protected you? While I—”He stopped himself, his jaw clenching.Bridgette’s heart slammed against her ribs.She shook her head. “I need space.”Thiago’s gaze darkened. “No.”Bridgette flinched. “What?”“I’m not letting you walk away from this,” he said, stepping forward, closing the space between them. “I’m not letting you run just because it’s easier than faci
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Thiago paced in his office, fingers drumming against his desk as Lucia sat across from him, her arms crossed."You need to get ahead of this," she said. "If Cynthia really has something on Bridgette's father, you know what that means."Thiago exhaled sharply. "It means she has leverage that could ruin us."Lucia nodded. "Bridgette almost lost the baby from stress once. Do you think she can handle finding out whatever it is Cynthia has?"That was the part that haunted him. Bridgette was strong, but her body had already suffered under the weight of everything that had happened. Another shock, another betrayal—he wasn't sure she could take it.He pulled out his phone and dialed Marcus."Find out what dirt Cynthia has on Bridgette’s father," he ordered the second Marcus picked up. "I don’t care how. Just get me answers—fast."Bridgette sat in the nursery, watching Emilia sleep. The rhythmic rise and fall of her daughter’s tiny chest should have soothed her, but her mind wouldn’t stop raci
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The weight of the unknown pressed heavily on me as I stared at the cryptic message on my phone. Someone was playing a dangerous game, and they knew exactly where to hit—Bridgette and Emilia.Lucia was already making the security calls when I stepped out onto the balcony, needing a moment to clear my head. The city below was alive with lights and movement, oblivious to the storm brewing in my life.I had dealt with enemies before—rivals, corporate snakes, even men who thought they could intimidate me into submission. But this was different. This was personal.And if someone thought they could come after my family, they had no idea who they were dealing with.Back at the house, Bridgette was pacing in the nursery, watching over Emilia with a troubled expression. I could see the worry etched into her face, the way she held her arms tightly around herself as if shielding against an invisible force.She looked up the moment I walked in. “Thiago…”I crossed the room and cupped her face, for
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The weeks following Emilia’s birth were filled with tender moments and sleepless nights, but it was a rhythm Bridgette and I quickly embraced. She was thriving in her new role as a mother, and seeing her light up whenever she held Emilia made everything we had gone through feel worth it.But peace never seemed to last in our world.One afternoon, as I was working in my study, Lucia burst into the room without knocking—a sure sign something was wrong.“What is it?” I asked, putting down my pen.Her face was pale, her usual confidence replaced by unease. “Thiago, there’s a situation.”My stomach tightened. “What kind of situation?”She hesitated before replying. “It’s Victor. He’s back, and he’s making noise about challenging your position in the company.”Victor. My former right-hand man turned adversary. He had been ousted years ago after betraying my trust and attempting to sabotage a critical project. I thought I’d seen the last of him, but apparently, he had other plans.“What’s hi
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With the chaos behind us, our days slowly found rhythm. Bridgette’s health continued to improve, and her confidence grew stronger with each passing day. Though we had overcome so much, the weeks leading up to the baby’s arrival were filled with new challenges, albeit ones we welcomed.One afternoon, Bridgette stood in the middle of the nursery, her hands resting on her belly. She’d chosen soft greens and whites for the room, accented with woodland animal decals along the walls. The crib sat under the large bay window, sunlight spilling over its polished wood.“It’s perfect,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.I stepped behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist and resting my chin on her shoulder. “It’s not just perfect—it’s ready for our little miracle.”She smiled, leaning back against me. For the first time in months, her laughter came easily, like music filling the quiet of the room.As we moved forward, an unexpected visitor brought a reminder of our past. Victor arr
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Despite the glimmers of hope and progress, Cynthia and Justin refused to back down. Their next move came in the form of a court summons—an audacious lawsuit claiming defamation and damages from the public fallout after Bridgette’s pregnancy announcement.“They’re claiming we ruined their reputation?” Bridgette exclaimed, pacing the living room. Her hand rested protectively over her belly as her frustration mounted. “They’ve been the ones spreading lies about us!”“They’re bluffing,” I reassured her, though I couldn’t hide my own irritation. “This is a scare tactic. They want to distract us from the real fight.”Victor, seated across from us with a stack of legal documents, nodded in agreement. “Their case is flimsy, but we’ll need to counter it aggressively. If we can prove malice and falsehood in their claims, we could turn this into a significant win.”We decided to take control of the narrative once and for all. I arranged a press conference where Bridgette and I addressed the rumo
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{thiago]The pressure was relentless, and even with our best efforts, the weight of Cynthia and Justin’s schemes loomed over us like a storm cloud. Bridgette, always so composed and strong, had been working tirelessly, determined to protect her family's legacy. But as the days dragged on, I began to see the toll it was taking on her.One evening, I found her in the studio, staring blankly at her unfinished sculpture. Her hands trembled as she tried to work the clay, but it crumbled beneath her touch.“Bridgette,” I said softly, stepping closer. “You’ve been pushing yourself too hard.”She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. “I can’t stop, Thiago. If I let up even for a moment, they’ll win. They’ll take everything.”I reached for her, gently pulling her into my arms. “We’re fighting this together. But you have to take care of yourself too. What happens to all of this if you burn out?”She didn’t answer, just buried her face in my chest, her body trembling with suppressed emotion
