All Chapters of Stealing the Heart of Mr. Steele: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

[Atlas]The explosion rocked the foundation. I watched in amazement as the building shook but still stood. I was certain that would be the end of Steele Industries. "Is anyone still in there," I turned to Theo, who was trying to rally the department heads for a head count. "I'm not sure, Sir." She's frantic, looking down the names. "We're missing a few from sewing, a couple of people from accounting, and a handful of others from different departments, but I'm not sure if they didn't get out or just called in sick. We are trying to confirm their status right now. ""Good," that was better than I expected. "And the other businesses in the building?""The modeling agency was on location, thank God, and the printing press in the basement is all evacuated," she confirmed. "We are still waiting to hear from the bridal salon, but considering how many white dresses are in the parking lot, I'm going to say that they got out as well."Clapping her on the back, I gave my thanks and went back to

[Cordelia]Time stopped having meaning to me when I saw that building collapse. I was sedated, taken to the hospital, put on more monitors than should be legal, and forced to sit still as they checked all of my vitals and informed me that bed rest was no longer optional. "How far along is she?" Everyone was talking around me as if I were not there capable of answering for myself, making my medical decisions for me."26 weeks," a nurse looks at a chart. "Put her on a steroid. We need to develop those baby's lungs in case of an early delivery." The heart rate monitor starts beating erratically and they notice my eyes are open and I'm gasping, my heart beating out of control. "Not my baby! Please," I gasp. "Save my baby! He can't be born yet, it's too soon!""Sedate her again!" the doctor orders as something is injected into my IV. "You need to rest, Ms. Greyson.  Sleep now." The nex

[Clark]Telling my brother's pregnant fiance that he might never be found was one of the hardest things I've had to do. I love Cordelia as family, and seeing her hurt, seeing her break, broke me a little too. No, it broke me a lot. Angelica's body was easily found when the dogs were brought in. We expected to find Atlas then as well since he was looking for her, but he must not have ever found her. For all we know he died from inhaling smoke or dust or from the explosion itself. Depending on where he was at the time of the blast, he may have died before he even realized the bomb had gone off. I was hoping that by the time she woke up, we'd have good news to share. I wasn't prepared for the worst. Dogs, men, and drones have been searching day and night, but even our wealth has its limits, and the city just can't afford to keep searching for people who are most likely dead. They've suggested we start planning the funeral, even if we don't have a body for the casket. I haven't told T

[Cordelia]The results of my DNA test are sitting in my hand. Mrs. Bryant had already given them her sample to analyze, so all they needed was mine, and with the lab on-site, it was ready by the end of the day. Biologically, I am her daughter.Emotionally, I'm still not sure. "I hope you will consider visiting before the baby is born," Crissy brought me a bouquet as soon as she heard the news. "The hospital says you are free to be released this evening. Maybe we can get dinner?"I tell her I'm not quite sure what I am ready for, that I am still processing everything having only recently learned that my family lied to me for the last 26 years. When I looked in the mirror in the bathroom in my room, I couldn't recognize myself. I could see that nothing about my features had changed, but everything else had. My family history, my ethnicity, my understanding of who I am."Tomorrow is my birthday," I mention in passing as she gets up to leave. "I'm not sure but my mom, I mean Mrs Greyson,

[Cordelia]"Tilly," I look up to see my best friend's face as she sits down next to me. "Why are you out of bed?" she scolds, wiping my face. "You should be resting.""I heard about Atlas," I explain. "I tried to see him but...""Oh Cordy," she pulls me in for a hug. "You weren't supposed to know about Atlas yet. We just found him. We were waiting until he could take visitors before we told you. None of us can see him, not even Clark." "Oh." So they were going to tell me. They were just waiting for the right time. "We didn't want to stress you out before we had more information," she looks down at my belly, smiling wistfully. I wonder if she is thinking about her own lost child. "We wouldn't want to risk hurting either you or Jasper with unnecessary stress. How did you find out?""Sydney stopped by," I moped suddenly feeling all of my aches and pains, "She told me he wasn't dead, but she didn't tell me anything else.""That's because she doesn't know," Tilly looks like she is about