Regina's POV
"There's a problem, it's still not balanced!" Dawn's scream was deafening. I shifted back a bit from her loud wails. I needed to concentrate... This was fucking not my day. My whole body was shaking as fear crept through me, more like anxiety. Today was Dan's birthday and he was throwing a party that evening...basically in about two hour's time. I needed to get him the perfect present, then pick up the cake for his party and also manage to get dressed in less than two hours! And here I was, still at work sorting out the variance issue at hand. Everyone stared at me waiting for me to work some magic, even though clearly, I was just a simple finance assistant just like them. "Oh my goodness, we're dead! We're gonna die!--" Slap! It was meant to be a small pat on her cheeks to keep her quiet but it ended up becoming a loud slap. I couldn't concentrate with her screaming and crying! "I'm so sorry, Dawn, but please stay with me here!. Are you with me?" I said to her calmly and she nodded, slowly recovering from the slap. "Good. Now you and Mr. Isaac go fetch out the PRAC from January 12th to 21st, our answers should be in there." She nodded and dragged Mr. Isaac along. Peter and Lizzy were glaring at me with disgust. "Like we haven't checked the files already," Lizzy said. "Yea, just confess we're toast already and stop acting like you know it all!" Peter sided. We were colleagues but they hated my guts for some reason, and I didn't even give a fuck. I ignored and went on with my work on the system. My mind went back to Dan's party and it made my heart skipped a bit. Dan and I had been dating for over 3 years now. Tonight would be the night he would propose to me, and in public at that! Our relationship wasn't as open as I would like it to be, but tonight, all that was changing. I read through my friend's messages and notice they ignored my message in the group. They kept sending their congrats to Kimberly for some reason, what did she do? We were four and had been inseparable since our second year in college; Kimberly, Mary, Rita and I. It still gave me a bit of concern seeing they ignored my message on the group announcing that I might be getting married first in our group sooner than they thought, then Dawn and Mr. Isaac came back in. "We found it! Ha!" Dawn cried out. The look of relieve on my face was out of this world. "Good. Now let's sort out this mess and find out where the mistake is coming from." I saw Peter and Lizzy flash murderous glares at me and it made me smile. After another thirty minutes, the problem had been resolved and I could head home now. Plus, I had all the time to relax with Dan after the party because I had tendered in my resignation letter. Dan's promise had warmed my heart and we both agreed me stepping down from work was the best solution. Finally, I could open up my fashion house and start sharing my designs to the world. With my savings and Dan's millions of dollar promise of investment, I was all set to go. I rushed home and thankfully—it was just like a 10 minutes walk—and freshened up, then changed into my lovely dress. My long brown hair was wrapped up in a bun that sat just at the nape of my neck. With little touches of makeup to brighten up my baby looking face and a couple of sprays of my favorite perfume, I was all set to go. But first, I headed to the store to get the latest edition of wristwatch that Dan had been talking about, which was at my standard level, very expensive!, but to Dan's financial standard, it was just normal. I got the cake from the pastry store and arrived at the party twenty minutes late. The venue was at Dan's parent mansion instead of his apartment. The hall was already full with important guests left and right. I scanned through the crowd for Dan but found Mary and Rita instead. Rita was a petite short lady, even shorter than me, and I was barely 5'3, but pretty and maybe bustier than I was. "Hey, you made it," she said to me. "Wait, let's help you with something,"Mary said, taking the cake from me. Unlike the rest of us, Mary was the tallest and most slim one of us. We always advised her to join a modeling agency because she had the perfect physique. "Oh my God, thanks a lot." I said, half panting already. Why was I so nervous like this?? "Where's Kimberly? And Dan as well, I've been calling but they're not answering." Both Mary and Rita instantly turned their attention to the ground ignoring my question. Out of annoyance, I flared up. "There, you guys are ignoring me again! Did I do something wrong?" Rita looked pitiful, "no, it's not that. We just... Um..." "We dunno where Kimberly is!" Mary replied sharply. "Okay... I'll just keep looking." I said to them. My excitement got the best of me because I was already grinning and smiling again. "By the way, Dan's proposing tonight! Well, maybe not really proposing. But he's making us public today, in front of everyone. I'm so happy!" There again with their tired expression. I was forced to frown and ask what the hell was wrong. "Are you girls not happy for me?" "Believe me, honey, that's not it. It's just that--" Rita was saying but was immediately cut off by Mary. "It's nothing. Just make sure you find Dan first." I nodded, "okay... Well, you can drop the cake--" "--we know where to drop the cake. Just go." Mary insisted. I turned and walked away, still pondering over what Rita had wanted to say. From behind, a figure gripped on my hand and I flinched, only to find out it was Dan from his soothing deep voice. "I thought you said you wouldn't be able to make it here."Regina's POVHe's waking up. Three words. That was all.But something about them turned my blood cold, colder than when Dan betrayed me, colder than Lloyd's insults, colder than waking up in a hospital after my coma, afraid my baby wouldn't make it.Nicholas read the message over my shoulder.And for the first time in months, I saw something I never expected in his eyes. Terror."Nicholas..." I whispered. "Who's he?"He didn't answer. Not right away.Not even as Julia gasped for air behind us, or as Mike rushed into the estate with backup like we'd just survived a hostage crisis—again.Only when the ambulance took Julia away, and I held Nicholas's hand tight enough to draw blood, did he speak."The first heir." We were alone. Sitting in the back of the van.Hope safe, Julia sedated, Mike and Jenna watching every window like assassins would crawl through them any minute. I faced Nicholas."You better start talking."He took a long breath. Then dropped a bomb."My grandfather didn't lea
Regina's POVHope cooed softly in my arms, completely unaware that her entire existence had become a bargaining chip.I stared at the photo on my burner phone again.Julia Tied up with Blood on her face.Eyes wide in terror, but still alive.Barely. And that message..."Bring the child Or bury the mother." I nearly dropped the phone.Jenna, sitting across from me on the jet, saw the color drain from my face. "What is it? Regina?"I showed her. She didn't scream. Didn't cry.Just clenched her fists so tight her nails drew blood."We have to turn around," I whispered. "Now."Jenna grabbed my wrist. "No. That's exactly what he wants. You go back with Hope, you're handing him the power.""But Julia—""Wouldn't want you risking your daughter's life for hers. You know that."I stood, pacing the narrow cabin. "Then what do I do? Sit here while that monster tortures my mother? I can't, I won't!"She was quiet for a long moment. "Maybe... you don't need to go back alone."I arrived at the Ande
Regina’s POVThey said giving birth was the hardest part. They lied.The hardest part was holding your baby while staring at a death threat written in elegant cursive on hospital-grade paper unsigned, unbothered, and soaked in the scent of power.Nicholas barged into the room just as the nurse slipped out with a knowing look.His shirt was wrinkled. His sleeves rolled up. His hands. Blood.“Nicholas!” I gasped. “What—”He crossed the room in three steps and dropped to his knees beside my bed.“I’m okay,” he said hoarsely, brushing hair from my sweaty face. “But… he’s not.”My chest tightened. “Elias?” He nodded slowly.“Self-defense,” he said. “He tried to kill me. He failed.”I swallowed. “The police?”“The Keepers handled it. Covered it like a heart attack. No trail.” My body relaxed for half a second.Then I remembered the note. And held it out to him.He read it once. Then again.And then the fire returned to his eyes..Hope was sleeping.Which meant I had maybe twenty minutes befo
Regina's POVI watched the video over and over again. It wasn't the betrayal that shocked me Lloyd had always been a snake.It was how easy it looked. Like ordering coffee."I want the girl dead."She nodded with No hesitation.Like my life... like my baby's life didn't even matter.Nicholas had gone still beside me, fists clenched, jaw ticking like a time bomb."This was posted on a private server, meant for black-market contractors," Mike said, pacing the room. "Someone hacked it, probably to sell the hit. But the hacker sent it to me instead. Said they 'like rooting for the underdog.'""That makes two of us," Jenna muttered.But me? I couldn't speak.Because I felt the target on my back now. It wasn't paranoia anymore. It was real.And I wasn't ready. Not for what came next.Nicholas shoved our emergency bags into the trunk of a nondescript black SUV."I'm not risking another ambush," he muttered. "We move again. Tonight."I touched his arm. "We can't keep running forever."His eyes
Regina's POVJulia collapsed before I could even catch her."Nicholas!" I screamed, dropping to my knees.He rushed over, flashlight trembling in his grip. "Move, let me check her pulse."It was faint. But there.Still alive. Barely."Call Mike," he ordered. "Tell him to bring the backup team now. This place is compromised.""Power's dead. No signal."Nicholas muttered something savage under his breath and pulled out a device from his pocket one of those satellite communicator things. He sent a single pinged message.Then looked at me."Help me get her to the couch. Now."Her lips were cracked. Skin pale. Blood under her nails..She looked like a ghost.Except her eyes burned with clarity."Michael..." she whispered. "He never died.""I know," I said softly. "We saw the photo."She turned to me. "You don't understand. I saw him. Tonight. He brought me here. Then... he let me go.""Let you go?" Nicholas asked, frowning. "Why would he—?""Because he wanted her to know the truth," she sai
Regina's POVI stared at the photo.Michael Anderson.The man who ruined my childhood, faked his death, tried to kill me, and somehow still had the audacity to show up... breathing.Nicholas took the phone from my hand and zoomed in. "It's definitely him.""But how?" I whispered. "Gabriel exposed everything. Kimberly's gone. What else does he want?"Nicholas looked at me.Then at my belly. Then he said nothing. Which said everything.Julia dropped her teacup. Literally.Porcelain shattered against the marble floor as the image of her dead husband flashed on my phone screen."No," she breathed. "No, that can't be—he's dead. I saw the casket. I buried him. I cried."Mike stepped forward, expression grave. "We've sent the photo to facial recognition. Early scans are showing a 92% match to Michael Anderson's last known medical profile.""Then the bastard faked it," Julia whispered, staring at nothing. "He faked it all."I took her hand gently. "Julia—if he's alive, we need to stop him bef