ARIANA'S POV
The sharp crack of the gunshot echoed through the courtroom, snapping my head around just in time to see Victor LaSalle slump forward, blood spraying from his head. Odette's scream cut through the chaos, raw and piercing, as Victor's blood splattered across her face and clothes. I stood frozen, horrified, as the scene unfolded before me. My vision blurred, and I felt Robert's arms tighten protectively around me.
“Stay down!” he ordered, pulling me closer to him, shielding me with his body.
The room erupted into chaos. The masked intruders moved with military precision, throwing smoke canisters that filled the room with a thick, choking cloud. I coughed, trying to se
ROBERT'S POV“Sylvia, what did he want?” I asked, my voice tinged with urgency as I looked at her pale face.“The Baron wants to meet us,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “We have the liberty to choose the place and time.”“Are you serious? That's a terrible idea! It's way too dangerous,” Josh exclaimed, his face contorted with anger.Sylvia’s eyes flashed with defiance. “We should consider it. Meeting him could give us answers and help us understand Odette's origins.”
ARIANA'S POVThe room was silent as the short, burly man entered, a Cuban cigar clamped between his teeth. I exchanged a startled glance with Barbara, her eyes mirroring my shock. This man was the Baron? He was nothing like I had imagined.“I'm the Baron,” he declared, without preamble.We hastily introduced ourselves, but he waved a hand dismissively. “No need wasting time,” he said, his voice a deep rumble that filled the room. “Yes, I controlled Odette, and yes, I’ve been trying to destroy Vanderbilt Holdings.”Sylvia stepped forward, her eyes blazing. “Why didn
ROBERT'S POVThe room was charged with tension. The Baron's anger seemed to swell, filling every corner of the office. His face twisted with rage, and his hand clutched a gun, the metal gleaming ominously in the dim light. Without thinking, I moved into full protective mode, stepping in front of Ariana and the others. Josh quickly joined me, standing firm by my side.“Think about the consequences of your actions,” I said, my voice steady but laced with urgency. “Shooting us won't solve anything.”The room was thick with fear. I could hear Ariana’s breathing, rapid and shallow behind me. I edged closer to her, moving slowly to avoid provoking the Baron. When I r
ARIANA'S POVThe breath seemed to leave my body all at once. Maria’s words echoed in my ears, louder than the gasps and murmurs from the courtroom. My heart pounded furiously as if trying to drown out the shocking revelation. Rob had always been my rock, the one person I could trust implicitly. Yet here was Maria, a colleague we both trusted, accusing him of an affair with Odette Moreau. I struggled to believe it, but the look on Maria's face was resolute. Rob’s hand found mine, but I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. I kept my gaze fixed on the wooden bench in front of me, my mind racing. Could Maria be lying? I wanted to believe she was, but the conviction in her voice was undeniable. And then there were her claims of proof—emails a
ARIANA'S POV Shock rippled through me as I saw my mother standing in the hallway. Margaret Vanderbilt was the last person I expected to see, especially after everything that had happened. Rob had sent her away, and we hadn’t heard from her since we decided we were contesting the will. Her sudden appearance felt like a punch to the gut.“Josh, I’ll be fine,” I said, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me. Josh nodded, squeezing my shoulder before walking away. I turned back to face my mother, feeling a mixture of anger and confusion. She stood there, dressed in a black skirt and a pink coat with golden buttons. The outfit was elegant, but her hair was unkempt
ROBERT'S POV As I drove home, the weight of Ariana’s words pressed heavily on my chest. I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning white. How did it come to this? How had we reached a point where she couldn’t even look at me, let alone trust me? The image of her face, filled with pain and doubt, haunted me. Odette’s lies, Maria’s betrayal—it all swirled in my mind like a toxic brew. Maria had been my one confidante in Vanderbilt Holdings. She had told me I was voted out of Vanderbilt Holdings, and I had believed her. I had gone to her for help with Odette. How much were they paying her to spread these lies? How deep did the betrayal run?The drive home was a blur, my thoughts consumed by anger and exhaustion. I could barely process the fact that Ariana had sent me away. She was going to see Odette, to confront her. But what did she hope to learn from that viper? Odette had always been a master manipulator, twisting truths and creating chaos. Ariana had to know that.W
ARIANA'S POV I sat across from Odette, suddenly at a loss for words. The woman before me was a far cry from the broken figure I'd seen before Victor LaSalle's murder in the courtroom. Today, she was every bit the cunning, seductive persona she had always been, the same woman who had once vividly described how she planned to take over Vanderbilt Holdings and make Rob hers.Odette’s eyes gleamed with a predatory light as she leaned back, her posture relaxed despite the cuffs. The corners of her lips turned up in a sly smile, as if she knew the turmoil raging inside me.I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. “This was foolish,” I said, my voice wavering despite my best efforts. “I shouldn’t have come here. I have nothing to say to you, Odette. I know you’re just going to lie.”Odette leaned forward, her eyes locking onto mine with a predatory intensity. “Are you afraid to hear the truth, Ariana?” she asked, her voice a soft, mocking whisper. “Don’t you know your man is the beau
ARIANA'S POV I gripped the back of the chair, my knuckles white with fear. The figure that stood before me was unmistakable. The Baron, short and unassuming, cast a long shadow across the room as he stepped into the office, his presence filling the space with an oppressive weight. Alone. He sighed, the sound heavy with frustration, and walked in, closing the door behind him. “What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice trembling. “How did you get into the building?”The Baron ignored my questions, his gaze piercing through me. “You made a mistake going to the jailhouse,”
ROBERT'S POVAriana's words hung in the air, their weight sinking into me. Pregnant. She was pregnant. I couldn't help it; I pulled her into my arms, holding her tightly as joy bubbled up inside me.“I can't believe it,” I whispered, kissing the top of her head. “I'm so happy, Ari.”As I held her, memories of the past rushed back. The day we lost our baby still haunted me. It was my fault. I had been reckless, and she had paid the price. I had never been able to forgive myself for what happened that day.The pain and guilt I felt back then came flooding back, but I pushed them aside. This was a new chance. I had to focus on the future, not the past. I had another chance to do it right now and I was going to seize it.“I promise I’ll do everything to protect you and our baby,” I said, my voice thick with emotion. “You won't go through that pain again.”Ariana pulled back slightly, looking up at me with those beautiful eyes of hers. “I know, Rob,” she said softly. “I believe you.”Her t
ARIANA'S POVAs the reception wound down, Josh's words echoed in my mind. My mother was here. I felt a mix of surprise and anxiety. Robert, sensing my unease, offered to come with me.“I'll go with you, Ari,” he said, his hand warm on my shoulder.I shook my head gently. “No, Rob. I need to do this on my own.”He nodded, his eyes full of understanding. “I'll be right here if you need me.”I took a deep breath and walked outside, my heart pounding in my chest. My mother stood by a water fountain, looking as elegant as ever. She wore a stunning dress that shimmered in the evening light, her hair perfectly styled. She turned as I approached, a hint of a smile on her face.“Ariana,” she said, her voice cool but not unkind. “Why wasn't I invited to your wedding? Or did my invitation get lost?”I swallowed hard, trying to find the right words. “I didn't think you would want to come after everything.”She sighed softly, her eyes studying me. “I was only trying to honor my husband's will, Ari
ARIANA'S POV Rob knelt before me, holding out his grandmother’s ring. It sparkled in the light, reflecting the warmth in his eyes. My heart pounded in my chest as the reality of the moment hit me. Rob was asking me to marry him, not out of necessity or convenience, but out of love.“Ariana,” he said, his voice steady and filled with emotion, “I never formally asked you to marry me. Our marriage was one of convenience. But now, I want to ask you properly. This ring belonged to my grandmother. Will you marry me, this time in the right way?”For a moment, I was too stunned to speak. Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision. It felt like the universe was finally looking upon me with kindness. How long had I longed for Rob to want me, to love me? Now, here he was, making my dreams come true. Overwhelmed, I started to sob, unable to contain the avalanche of emotions.“Yes,” I whispered, my voice choking with tears. “Yes, Rob, I will marry you.”I stretched out my hand, and he gently
ROBERT'S POV The judge’s words echoed through the courtroom, but the specifics blurred in my mind. All I heard was the end result: Nate would be ours. A rush of joy surged through me, and it took every ounce of my self-control not to jump up and shout with happiness. I squeezed Ariana's hand, feeling her warmth and strength beside me. This victory was beyond anything I had dared to hope for. Josh’s character witness had been the tipping point. His words had painted a picture of me that even I hadn’t fully seen. We left the courtroom, the heavy doors closing behind us with a finality that signaled the end of a long, hard journey. Outside, Sylvia and Josh were waiting. Ariana and I exchanged a glance, and she broke the news.“Nate's ours,” she said, her voice choked with emotion. Nate’s reaction was instantaneous. He ran toward us, his little face lighting up with pure joy.“Dad!” he shouted, launching himself into my arms. I caught him, hugging him tightly. His small arms around my
ARIANA'S POV The judge’s voice echoed in the courtroom as she read out Josh's character witness statement. My heart swelled with gratitude for Josh. I had never known he thought so highly of Rob or that Rob had been so tormented when I had gone missing. Our relationship had seen many ups and downs, and there were times I could hardly believe we had arrived here, together and happy.As the judge adjourned the case, Rob and I walked out of the courtroom. Outside, Sylvia and Josh were waiting for us. Without warning, Rob enveloped Josh in an embrace, thanking him profusely. I stood there watching, admiration shining in my eyes.Sylvia rolled her eyes and said, “Alright, break it off, you two. How did it go?” she asked.“The judge will give her decision tomorrow,” I replied.Sylvia then turned to Rob. “It seems you have a chance of winning. With so much against you, it was supposed to be an open and shut case. But if the judge is taking time to make a decision, she’s surely considering e
ROBERT'S POV As we stepped out of the courtroom, I felt like I could finally breathe again. The whole process had been suffocating. My life, with all its mistakes and regrets, laid bare for everyone to see. The fact that I had been about to marry one sister but ended up sleeping with the other still made me cringe.Jason caught up with us, looking serious. “Rob, we need to talk. The judge will need that character witness now more than ever. You also need to decide if you’re willing to share custody with Margaret or if you want to go for full custody. With your history, it might be wise to accept partial custody if it’s offered.”Jason’s words hung heavy in the air as he left us alone. Sylvia, ever pragmatic, sighed. “I hate to agree with Jason, but he’s right.”Ariana stepped closer to me, her eyes filled with regret. “I wish I could write the character witness, Rob. I should be the one doing it, but given everything that’s happened…”Before she could finish, Josh spoke up quietly. “
ARIANA'S POV Seeing everyone smiling again, my heart swelled with happiness. A year ago, I never would have believed that life could turn out this way. I never would have imagined myself as friends with someone like Sylvia. I sighed contentedly, not at all unhappy about the change. I was happy.Rob filled Sylvia in on the custody case, explaining the complexities of the situation. Sylvia, her fierce determination back in full force, insisted she needed to meet Rob’s lawyer, Jason. She scoffed, “He sounds like a sorry excuse for a lawyer. We need someone who can actually fight for you.”As the night wore on, fatigue eventually took over. I woke up the next morning to find myself lying on Rob's chest. His steady breathing was soothing, and I could hear the soft snores of Sylvia and Josh nearby. Sitting up carefully, I looked around and smiled. Despite everything, we were together.The next two days passed in a blur of preparation and anxiety. Sylvia grilled Jason over the phone, deman
ROBERT'S POV As Ariana's words sank in, a wave of relief washed over me. She might know where Josh was. But another emotion tugged at my gut, something more unsettling. Ariana had been sitting beside me, her mind clearly elsewhere—thinking about Josh. That was the only explanation.For a heartbeat, I thought back to the time when Ariana had no memories. When I had made her fall in love with me all over again. Things had been better between us then, without the shadows of Flora and Josh hanging over us. It was like starting on a clean slate. But as soon as the thought crossed my mind, I shook it off. Ariana loved me. That was all that mattered.“Ari,” I said, keeping my vo
ARIANA'S POV A sickening feeling gnawed at my stomach. I didn’t know why, but the sense of dread was overwhelming. The memory of Josh grabbing hold of me and then letting go as he drunkenly declared he didn’t love me flashed through my mind. He had been drunk and unstable. Where could he have gone? Sylvia's round eyes looked up at me, filled with anticipation, as if she believed I had the solution. She seemed to think I knew Josh better than anyone else. I didn’t want to disappoint her. Desperately, I glanced at Rob for help, but his expression was unreadable.“Everyone, calm down,” Rob said firmly. “Josh is probably not in any danger. All our known enemies are behind bars. Reginald and Detective James are serving time, and Odette i