The moment Madeline woke up the next morning, she was on the phone with Cilix. Her anger from the previous day had nearly made her forget the Sanders family issue."Did you give any thought to what I asked you last time?"Cilix was silent on the other end, pausing before finally speaking up. "Madeline, come home. We need to talk this out in person.""No way. I got lucky last time, not ending up hurt. I may not be so lucky next time."Silence fell again before Cilix asked, "So, what do you propose?""Meet me at my mom's place."It took a while, but Cilix finally agreed. "Alright."As she stepped outside, Trevon emerged as well.Back to his usual stoic self, he spoke up, "The lawyer will have the divorce agreement ready by noon. You don't have to worry about your mom's situation. Grandma took care of it, and the house is still yours."Madeline looked down. "Just make sure it's written the way I said.""Madeline!"Trevon's voice was edged with a warning.Madeline replied, "I d
Skylar's voice pierced the air. "You're dreaming! Sanders Fashions was your dad's business, acquired after the wedding. If shares are up for grabs, they're mine to claim. Not your mom's."Cilix stayed silent.Madeline had long understood her father's ways—he always had Skylar do his dirty work.Skylar's presence was only making things worse."This is a hospital, not a place for your drama. Get out."However, Skylar would not budge.With a nod from Madeline, the nurse showed her the door.As Skylar was ushered out, nobody caught the fleeting look of loathing in Bella's eyes.The room settled into silence before Cilix finally spoke."Madeline, I know it's been tough for you and your mom, and I get why you're fixated on the money. I don't blame you, but what you're asking for… It's not legal, and let's be real. No daughter who's left home comes back asking for a thirty million dollar handout."Madeline's stomach churned, likely her morning sickness, as she struggled to keep from
Cilix had no choice but to sign the document."If you were a boy, with your current talents, I wouldn't hesitate to give you everything, not just half."Madeline tucked away the notarized papers and replied coldly, "Don't bother. It repulses me."However, the shares meant for her mother was a different story.…Skylar chatted with a nurse in the garden when she saw the door swing open and quickly went to meet them. "Cilix, don't mind her. She's just a kid—""Home, now!"Cilix commanded with a firm voice and marched off.Skylar managed a sharp look at Madeline before chasing after him in her heels."Cilix, wait up."Back in the car, Cilix was still seething.He dialed a number and spat, "Cut off Bella's medical funds from this month.""The finance department has already done the accounts," the person in charge responded."Then, give it away. Anywhere will do!"He ended the call, his mood heavy.Skylar pressed, "Did you actually give her money? How much?"Cilix remained s
At lunchtime, Madeline and Caleb went out of their way to pick up Yeneth and headed to the Luxuria Supper House.It was the fancy restaurant Yeneth had been dreaming about but had always been put off by the steep prices.Madeline was feeling great, having received 30 million dollars from the Sanders family, and buoyed by some good news from Caleb.They arrived without a reservation and were late, so they had to settle for a table in the bustling main hall.Yeneth was over the moon. "Madeline, did you hit the jackpot or something?"Madeline just laughed it off. "Something like that."Caleb served them coffee and presented two elegantly wrapped gift boxes. "I brought these back for you from my trip overseas."Inside were two designer purses.Yeneth could not contain her excitement. "Wow, you're the best, Caleb! Look at this yellow—it's gorgeous. What color did you get, Madeline?"Madeline was going to decline, but seeing Yeneth's joy and figuring the bags were no big deal to Cal
Madeline looked at him, puzzled."My granddad's birthday is in a couple of weeks. He really likes your painting. Would you be willing to whip something up for him as a birthday present?"Madeline was quick to dismiss the idea.Madeline figured that Caleb's granddad, Wasyl Jabs, was just being nice. She could not take that kind of stuff at face value.However, Caleb just chuckled in response. "No, really. He's a fan. If 'Rainy Night' was up for grabs, he'd have snapped it up in a heartbeat."Madeline was not convinced. "It's not the same. If you're gifting art, it should be something by a big-name artist."That was when Yeneth cut in. "Come on! Mr. Jabs has seen it all when it comes to famous art. It's fresh talent like you, Madeline, that brings something new to the table."Caleb agreed with a nod. "That's the truth."Madeline could not help but burst into laughter.She was not taken in by their flattery, standing her ground. "You know, painting's all about the vibe, and I jus
Once Madeline saw Trevon for who he really was, her disdain for him grew by the minute.'Just listen to the nonsense he spouts.'Madeline, twirling her juice glass, casually remarked, "Mr. Gibson, there's no need to scout for a new flame. You already have one on standby. Since we've shared a life, let me leave you with some wisdom. I can't stand a man who plays by two sets of rules."Trevon's complexion turned stormy, his eyes deep pools of brewing anger.Lydia's face was a picture of hurt innocence. "Madeline, how can you say such things about Trevon? He's just looking out for you."Yeneth suddenly walked in, catching Lydia's words and losing her composure. She grabbed a juice from the table and drenched Lydia with it."Shame on you! The nerve, cozying up to your sister's husband and then preaching about reputation."Lydia, caught off guard, was drenched on the spot. She was never one to be caught in such a mess, pointing at Yeneth, speechless.Yeneth, with her hands defiantly
Trevon stepped into the private room and dialed a number."Take care of it. Keep today's incident under wraps."His voice was low, his anger simmering.The sight of Madeline feigning pain and being carried away by Caleb gnawed at him, leaving him restless.He was convinced she was putting on a show. How else could he explain not feeling anything, given their strange bond?When Madeline was struck, he had felt a twinge of discomfort himself.The spark that once burned between them had dimmed to nearly nothing.It was clear she was perfectly fine.Did she think she could play sick to stir up his remorse? In her dreams!Trevon had no clue their bond hinged solely on Madeline's pregnancy. With the loss of the baby, their connection was bound to fade.Lydia rushed in, her clothes stained and sticky with juice, looking like a mess.Caught up in his own fury, Trevon barely glanced her way, leaving Lydia feeling slighted.It was not until Trevon noticed Lydia's miserable state that
Madeline's body trembled as tears uncontrollably cascaded down her cheeks.Yeneth was a crying mess beside Madeline. "This is all my fault! I... I..."She smacked herself across the face in a fit of self-blame.Madeline reached out to her. "It's not your fault, you silly girl."However, deep down, Madeline blamed herself. She should have kept her distance from Trevon and Lydia.Both women were in tears, prompting the doctor to intervene."Enough crying. It'll only make things worse. What you need right now is to stay positive. Give that little one inside you all the strength you can muster. That's its best shot at survival!"The doctor's words reignited Madeline's resolve, and she quickly dried her eyes.She needed to be strong for her baby.Through her tears, Yeneth managed to laugh. "I'll... I'll dance for you and try to get a smile out of you."She started to dance with her clumsy limbs and tear-streaked face, looking utterly ridiculous.It worked. Madeline could not help