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On Sunday, Heather came in a more cheerful state. She brought a large bouquet and placed it on the nightstand. When she arranged them in a vase near me, I didn't take my eyes off her.She glanced at me and smiled, realizing I was watching her movements. When she was done, she took out a food box. I groaned softly at the contents of fresh vegetables. She invited me to enjoy them, but I refused."Did you think I'd bring steak, bacon, ham, or pizza? You can only enjoy those after you get out of the hospital. I'm pregnant, so I get hungry easily. This food is healthier for me and the little one," she explained."By the way, did you have an ultrasound?" I asked."I did." She took something out of her bag and handed it to me.I took it and looked at the photo. "What did the doctor say about his condition?" Even though we didn't know the gender yet, I followed the word she used to refer to our baby."He's healthy. He's seven weeks old, almost eight weeks on Tuesday.""Almost eight weeks?" I
[Heather]I checked my store account to prepare for the payment of the employees' salaries. Fortunately, the store's condition had normalized. So I could give them a bonus for their hard work selling outdoors during the critical period.After preparing everyone's salaries, I checked my private accounts. I wanted to organize the expenses I would need for the trial. The lawyer's fee was going to be huge. I was surprised to see the amount of money in my bank account.I opened my Internet banking and found a large transfer last Friday. I recalled what happened on that day. Oh. I met Blaze at the apartment to give him the shares he wanted.I sighed with relief. Even though I gave the shares for free as per the agreement, Blaze kept his word. He paid me handsomely. I needed that money so I wouldn't refuse or return it. 'Wait for me, Mom. I'll release you.'I got the happy news on Monday. The doctor allowed Blaze to go home. Of course, I wasn't going to waste the opportunity. I shut down the
The picture passed through a complex editing process, but they didn't change the model's face and body shape. The woman confidently smiled while holding the handles of her sunglasses. Only the right side of her face was on display, while her left cheek was on the other side that the camera didn't capture.I couldn't believe that the woman on the giant billboard was me. The company Elliot worked for was remarkable. They were willing to spend much money to put up that image. The location was no joke at the intersection of the city center.Not only the billboard but also some public vehicles had the same picture. Oh my god. I looked so pretty. I felt my face heat up. I couldn't believe that the face that had been the object of people's jokes could appear in a big advertisement.People must have looked in awe at the model's beauty. Her cheeks were flawless, her golden blonde hair shimmering, her lips dazzling with soft red glossy lipstick, and her blue eyes confidently shined.Tears fell
Faye served drinks on the coffee table for me and my guests. She looked at me before walking out, so I nodded. I didn't need her presence here. Although I didn't know who she was or what she wanted to talk to me about, I had Sasha to keep me company.She must be young, maybe the same age as Sasha. She was beautiful with a sharp nose, large gray eyes, and thin lips. Her hair was long brown, contrasting with her pale skin.She wasn't a customer of the shop or a colleague of mine. So, I didn't know why she wanted to talk to me. She couldn't have come to propose to me as a model because everyone knew who my agency was. They wouldn't speak to me without going through Roger."My name's Willow Johnson," she introduced herself. "My father, Patrick Johnson, is one of Blaze's business partners. Since the rumors about him, my father has lost contact with him. You guys don't live together or communicate, but you must know where he is. Please give me his current address. There's an urgent matter w
[Blaze] I didn't accept any projects for a while for this. People were getting more presumptuous because they hadn't been taught a lesson. They dared to try to take my life and made Heather worry about me. They also dared to come up to her and hurt her, even though she hadn't committed a crime. I was the one who exposed them in public. Why didn't they come to me instead of Heather? Even though I knew who was behind the deadly accident, I needed to hear the accomplice's name. Accusing people without evidence and witnesses would only get me into trouble. The person I was dealing with was not at the level of Bailey or Channing. I turned to the man standing near the bound man. He nodded, then removed the blindfold and duct tape that gagged the man's mouth. He opened his eyes and took in his surroundings. When his gaze fell on me, he frowned. "What the—" He stopped, realizing his voice was hoarse. He cleared his throat. "What are you doing? Why are you holding me? Let me go! I'm innoce
Unlike that rotten truck driver, the next man was not held captive in a warehouse far away from the crowd. I asked them to detain him in a place that suited my purpose. I wanted to teach him a lesson as well as vent my emotions.I had to make careful decisions because I wanted to make people fear me, not create more enemies. Mrs. Channing did what I exactly predicted. She came to Mrs. Bailey and confronted her. She didn't talk to Darcy right away.The two women finally know the secret the woman who played them has been hiding. Mrs. Channing must have been doubly angry with her daughter-in-law. She forgave the woman for the affair, only to be rewarded with a fake pregnancy.I should do the same with this man. He needed to know who he'd been messing with. Only then would he not come back to make the same mistake. Unfortunately, I couldn't catch the person who had paid him this way."Blaze, your bandage just came off. Stop this craziness." Jericho placed his hand in front of my chest. "Y
[Heather] The judge reads out the pages of the introduction to open the trial. He also read out every rule that the participants in the trial, including the appointed witnesses, had to abide by. What a waste of my time. This trial was weird. The person preventing me from obtaining legal guardianship was not a family member or relative of Gemma. I didn't know what the judge had in mind to allow this to happen. My attorney assured me to be calm. They would handle everything. But I couldn't be calm because this was about someone's mental health. The longer I took to get my rights, the longer that woman would be in the wrong hands. After the testimonies of two people from Bailey's side, the judge called for a lunch break. We gathered in a room prepared by the organizers. Taylor and Charity distributed food and drinks to us. "What does my mother's past have to do with my request for legal guardianship?" I complained. Blaze rubbed my back. "They're trying to buy time and distract the j
"Don't be pessimistic. The decision isn't necessarily a bad sign," Blaze consoled while sitting by my side.I turned to Bailey, who looked happy with her three lawyers. "They must have done something to make the judge cancel the next hearing."What would that evil couple have done by joining the petition to take care of Gemma? They had no money or assets. The business Diana had mentioned wasn't a household name either, just a little shop. Where would they get the money to pay for her care?"A lot can happen in the few days it takes the judge to study your application, Heather," said one of my lawyers. "Rest assured. He'll make the right decision."I didn't know why Blaze and everyone else were so sure the judge would be fair. Was I the only one who knew Bailey well? In my lifetime of dealing with them, it wasn't easy to win an argument. Moreover, they were very confident from the first day of the trial.They wouldn't smile and relax if they knew they would lose. The judge's sudden dec