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CHAPTER 95. Overwhelming news
Andrew grabbed his tie, which he felt was the only thing he needed to face a battalion of soldiers, and all four of them were about to head out the door when Nick stopped. “Damn it! Valeria has a doctor's appointment in a couple of hours,” he recalled. “I won't have time to get back—” “I'll take her,” said Emma. “I'm going with her to the appointment, don't worry.” “Are you sure?” Nick worried. “She's my best friend; you don't even have to ask. I won't let her miss it,” Emma assured him. Nick agreed, and they left for the Bennet Designs building, where Miles and five other desperate people were about to vandalize the place if they didn't talk to him or Valeria. Standing in the doorway of the boardroom, with a very sour face that had kept them at bay so far, was Bruno. “I'll take over now,” Nick greeted him, putting a hand on his shoulder in gratitude, and then walked into the room, followed by Andrew and the twins. Miles looked like he was about to burst with rage, and Elliot
CHAPTER 96. A danger in the way
Saying that Emma was fanning Valeria was an understatement; she thought her hand would drop trying to get Valeria to recover. “Really? Are you sure, doctor? Couldn’t it be a reflection of that gizmo or something like that?” Valeria stammered. “No, honey, there are two of them, clear and sure. What I don't know is the sex, but if you want I can be your obstetrician, and in a few weeks we'll find out together.” Valeria threw back her head and sighed, but kept looking at the monitor. She didn't even understand what she was seeing, but she knew that this was the image of two little things she was going to love for life. She was still clutching Emma when she left the hospital, and Emma opted to take her straight home to see if she could calm her down a bit. She made her some hot tea and forced her to sit quietly on the front porch of the house. “Emma, my God, I'm pregnant! How could this happen?” Valeria exclaimed, covering her face. “That's what I'd like to know!” Emma answered. “We
CHAPTER 97. A baby of the Holy Spirit
If Nick Bennet had any button capable of changing his expression in a single second, someone must have pressed it at that very instant, because his face became completely appalled. The arm that was around Valeria squeezed her even tighter and slammed the back of his fist on the front seat. “Speed up, Yuri!” he ordered firmly. But at the same instant the Russian stepped on the accelerator, the car behind did the same. “Dammit!” Yuri growled, making an evasive maneuver, but the car persisted. Wherever Yury moved, the Renault followed. It wasn't even trying to appear casual anymore, it was trying to blow out one of his rear tires, and at the speed they were going that could be very dangerous. “Shake her off already, Yury!” Jack shouted at him. “I can't! There's a curve ahead, I can't take it at this speed or I'll be the one who kill us!” he replied. There was a second of silence until Jack instructed him. “Which side is the lady on?” “Right,” Yuri replied. “Turn left when I tell
CHAPTER 98. Good news
Elliot shook Nick as if to vent his frustration. “Do you want to explain to me how my sister is pregnant?” he demanded. “I don't know!” Nick replied wearily. “What do you mean you don't know? Weren't you sleeping with her? Isn't it yours? “I don't know!” Nick shouted, and Elliot froze. “Don't tell me you're going to begin with that again!” he threatened through clenched teeth, and Emma hurried to stop him before he did something stupid. “Yes, it's his! It's his!” she said nervously. “Nick, it's yours.” Nick looked at her, dumbfounded. “How?” Emma sighed. It wasn't her place to say it, but she knew Elliot's temper, and she couldn't let them come to blows in the middle of the hospital. “Nick, Valeria is pregnant… with your child,” she assured him. “She's seven weeks pregnant.” “Seven weeks? But... Valeria and I weren't even together seven weeks ago.” “Aspen,” Emma said, and everyone's eyes widened in surprise. Nick, in particular, looked like he was on the verge of a breakdo
CHAPTER 99. An insulted intelligence
“You finally broke him!” Elliot snorted as Nick went the rest of the way to the police station without speaking to either of them. Richard shrugged. “Layla told me he already knew. I didn't think the fact that it was me was a big deal,” he said, getting out of the car and opening Nick's door. “Come on down, my son, and let's give our statements, and if you behave yourself, daddy will buy you ice cream on the way out.” Nick seemed to react at that moment and got out of the car as well, took a deep breath and looked Richard straight in the face. “I won’t get between my mother and you,” he assured, raising his hands as a sign of peace. “And I won't because you can laugh now, but you're fighting in the big leagues, champ. Layla Bennet will chew you up and spit out your diaper, kid. I mean... daddy!” Elliot burst into laughter and the three of them walked into the police station, looking for Detective Norton. The policeman had no idea that a few months ago Valeria and the twins had bee
CHAPTER 100. A signed sentence
Valeria gave Alice a kiss and Zuzu another before they went to rest. It had taken Amelia just under twenty-four hours to discharge her from the hospital, and she was finally in the quiet of her home, but she knew well what that meant. She didn't bother going to her room, instead, she headed to the master bedroom, which she had shared with Nick before they took the vacation trip. She couldn't avoid him any longer and Andrew and the twins were no longer around to serve her as a protective barrier. She lay down on the bed but was unable to fall asleep, and two hours later she was tossing and turning and pacing around the room as if she were being chased by a hundred spiders. She did not hear the soft sound of footsteps approaching the door, but turned around as soon as she heard that voice. “You're going to dig a trench across the room, troublemaker,” Nick muttered, and Valeria saw him standing there. He looked like he had just come out of the bathroom, wearing pajama pants and drying
CHAPTER 101. A poisonous call
Nick was shaking his head vehemently as he shifted uncomfortably in the back seat of the car. Jack was driving, Yuri was in another car, and a patrol car was escorting them back home. The last protection they had for the moment because Detective Norton had bought the story about Miranda leaving the country. But he hadn't. Nick knew Miranda wasn't the type to take the hit and walk away. “I don't like this,” he said, turning half his body toward Valeria. “I don't believe that Miranda's gone. We know how she is.” “This must be a trap,” Valeria agreed. “But what can we do, Nick? Protecting ourselves is the only thing we have left.” “That and wait for her to attack us again... No, Valeria, I'm not going to stand idly by,” Nick declared. “We can't afford to just wait.” Valeria didn't feel good about that either. She took his hand and squeezed it tightly as a sign of support. “What do you want to do?” Nick ran his hands through his hair, weighing his options. “Why don't we leave?” he
CHAPTER 102. A Thing Called Desperation
Detective Norton pounded the table angrily before running to the precinct IT department and asking them to put a trace on that cell phone. He had also recognized that it was a local number, and that meant two things: First, Miranda had played him like a fool to buy time, and second, she didn't care anymore if she was found, so whatever she was planning to do, she had unfortunately done it already. He gave the number to one of the technicians and waited impatiently as they began their search. “Come on, move it, that call won't last a lifetime!” he said, trying to put a rush to it before getting back to talking to Nick. “We're going to find her, Mr. Bennet, don't worry... Mr. Bennet? Nick!” But Nick had had to put the phone aside to hold Valeria, whose legs had failed her when she heard Miranda's last words. “Loss? What—what do you mean?” “Well, someone you love has just died. Isn't it obvious?” Miranda asked as if Valeria were stupid. “Why else would I give you condolences, you idi