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“Mummy, we're back!” Mia was in her little garden watering her flowers when she heard Sofia's excited voice. She chuckled as she turned around, seeing her hopping towards her, with Susan trailing behind carrying some shopping bags as they entered the exquisite oasis. Nestled amidst lush greenery, the private country house of Mia, stood as a serene retreat from the chaos of fame. Designed with elegance and functionality, this haven catered to Mia's needs as a renowned artist and devoted mother to her five-year-old daughter, Sofia. The estate's façade exudes warmth, with natural stone and reclaimed wood accents blending harmoniously into the surrounding landscape. A winding driveway led to the main entrance, flanked by meticulously manicured gardens and a sparkling fountain. The roof's subtle pitch and earthy tones ensured the house blended seamlessly into its surroundings with a guest wing accommodating friends and family, complete with luxurious amenities. Outdoor Oasis includes an Infinity pool overlooking the rolling hills and lush gardens, with an outdoor kitchen and dining area, perfect for al fresco meals and entertaining. The house also contains a private tennis court and basketball hoop. A safe haven, secured, gated entrance, and surrounding woods ensured utmost privacy. A lush flower garden, with various varieties of flowers. She stood in the garden watering them when Susan and Sofia arrived. Mia squatted down as she embraced her daughter. “You guys are back early. Did you have fun?” She asked, and Sofia squealed in delight and began telling her tale. “Yes. Mummy, we had so much fun. I even got an action figure from my favorite football player. Look…” Sofia blabber on. Susan and Mia's eyes met, and they laughed, knowing at the little child's tale. Mia's heart bubbled with joy and she was satisfied that she could make her daughter happy again. She'd gotten her love for football from her father, Lucas. He had expected to have a boy as his first child, but then Sofia came, but it didn't stop him from loving her. Instead, he'd shared everything he was planning to share with his male child with her. From Jersey to the training, to the occasional traveling to see live matches. Their family had been blissful. Until Lucas started cheating. Mia's train of thought was halted after a while when Sofia left them to go inside to play with her newest collection of toys. Then the women began their conversation. “So, Mia, are you ready for your groundbreaking performance at the Champions World Cup this weekend?” Susan asked, her excitement evident in her voice. Mia smiled heartily as she confirmed her readiness. “Of course, I am, Suzy. It's a dream come true”. Mia replied, her eyes gleaming in excitement. But suddenly it vanished. Alarmed, Susan asked softly. “Is everything okay, Mia?” Mia hesitated for a while before she answered, sighing heavily. “Yes, Suzy. It's Sofia. I haven't told her yet.” Susan gasped in disbelief. “What? You haven't told her. Come on Mia. When were you going to tell her? When you're already on the plane? You know how she gets when she's away from you.” “I haven't told her because I'm taking her with me!” Mia said suddenly, surprising Susan. Susan stared at her for a while, and then her countenance softened. “Really? I think that would be great”. “Right?” Mia asked as if waiting for Susan's validation. Susan nodded her approval and Mia continued. “I've always had to leave her behind. Besides this time, her father is no longer in the picture. Plus, she loves football. It will be a good bonding time for us.” Susan looked at her with care in her eyes, she drew closer to her and sat beside her on the garden bench, putting an arm on her shoulder. “That's a wonderful idea Mia. You and Sofia deserve to make new memories together”. Susan assured her, and they hugged. A few more chit-chats later, Susan was ready to leave. “I'll leave now Susan. I'll make sure to get everything ready for Sofia to join you. Spain is ready to receive the world-famous pop singer Mia Martinez!” Susan exclaimed and they both laughed happily as Mia saw her off. Mia returned inside to find Sofia in her room, engrossed in playing with her newest toys. Sofia's room is vibrantly colored, a whimsical space with a canopy bed, built-in bookshelves, and an adjacent play area. The play area is filled with toys, art supplies, and a cozy reading nook. The lights in Sofia's room were turned off, except the one peeking from inside her little camp-like house on the ground beside her bed. Without making a sound, Mia snuck in carefully. She squatted down as soon as she got near Sofia in her tent and then was about to tickle her when Sofia turned back, making a “Boo!” sound. “Hey! You smart Angel. You knew I was with her the whole time?” Mia asked in mock shock. Of course, she knew how smart and witty Sofia was. One of the many qualities she got from her. “Yes. Mummy. You're not as slick as you think”. Sofia replied amidst laughter. “Ouch. You're brutal”. Mia replied, laughing as she crawled into Sofia's Barbie-themed tent, and she joined Sofia to play with her toys for a while before she decided to talk to her. “Baby, mummy has something to tell you”. Mia said softly, sounding more serious now. She noticed Sofia's countenance slowly dropping. “Are you going away again, Mom?” Sofia asked sadly. It broke Mia's heart seeing her like that but she knew this time would be different. “Yes baby, mummy is leaving for Spain this weekend…” Mia watched as Sofia struggled to control her emotions, and then a sly smile spread across her face as she added. “...but you'll be coming with me this time.” Sofia's eyes widened and shone with unshed tears as she asked. “Really, mummy? I can come?”. Mia nodded, and before she knew it,, Sofia threw herself into her arm,s, hugging her tightly as she hugged her back. “Thanks, mummy”. Sofia whispered softly. As they broke the hug, Sofia began to bombard her with questions. Having an inquisitive seven-year-old daughter with you, witt and Sass, isn't all that convenient all the time. “We're going to Spain, mummy? What are we going to do there?” “Your very famous mummy is going to be singing at the Champions World Cup opening game,” Mia announced proudly and Sofia gasped. “Wow mummy, that's so next level. You're really famous”. Sofia said and Mia couldn't help but roll her eyes at her choice of words. Seems she's been learning a lot from her aunty Susan too. “Of course I am”. Mia replied as they continued chatting for a while before Mia sent her to bed but not without reading her favourite bedtime story to her. When she was sure Sofia was asleep, Mia tucked her in properly as she exited the room when she stepped on something. Looking down, she saw it was the action figure Sofia had shown her earlier. She bent down picking. It must have fallen out of her hand when she fell asleep. She thought. Her face lit up with a smile as she remembered how happy she'd been to own the piece. Returning to its place, she stopped to take a look at the figure of the footballers. Then an idea popped into her mind. She needed some information on the footballers and their various teams to predict how their fans operate. With that, she left to go to work. As she browsed through players' pictures on the Internet, one of the players caught her eye. “Wow, he's hot!” She exclaimed to herself as her eyes roamed the picture displayed on her laptop. “Andrea's Leonardo…sounds familiar”. She thought out loud. Her search revealed a lot of tagged news articles with the name Andreas Leonardo. She clicked on the most recent and her eyes widened in shock. The article attached to a video explained Andreas', recent confrontation with another guy at a club. What's more? The fight was because of a girl. Curious, Mia clicked on the video. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she watched Andreas punch the other guy. “Wow! He's tough. And to think he's doing all these because of an ex-girlfriend…” Mia scoffed. She decided to go through the pictures next when her eyes caught something. It was a picture of Andreas kissing the supposed ex-girlfriend. But the kiss wasn't her concern. It was the girl. She looked familiar. Mia thought for a while but she still couldn't find out who she was. She kept scrolling through the pictures hoping to find a clue. But she didn't find any. She decided to give up. There's no way she knew this girl. She thought to herself. Going through the pictures once more, she muttered under her breath, “Hot and also scandalous. Aren't this the kind of men you always attract, Mia?” Sighed heavily, she closed her laptop and was about to leave when it hit her. Lucas. Yes. That girl in the photo with Andreas was the same she'd met naked and high on crack at Lucas house the last time she was there. She quickly turned on her laptop again, rushing over to the pictures to confirm her suspicion. “Oh! No”. Mia exclaimed, sounding horrified. It was the same girl. The problem now was that Andreas, Sofia's soccer Idol, was the same guy fighting for a girl her father was cheating on them with. And Mia had promised Sofia that she'd let her meet her favorite player once they got to Spain. Mia had sworn to always keep Sofia away from scandalous men; how then could she allow her to meet a man who was fighting dirty over the same girl her father was sleeping with? Trapped between caring about her daughter's happiness and protecting her, Mia was at a different crossroads. And a decision had to be reached urgently.Chapter 173EpilogueA year passed, not in silence, not in peace alone, but in healing.The kind of healing that came slowly. The kind that stitched broken pieces back together until they no longer looked like damage… but like strength.Andreas Leonardo stood at the edge of the field, dressed in a casual sporty attire, a register tucked under his arm. His voice rang out across the pitch, firm and commanding, lively as he directed his players with sharp precision.“Hold the line! Don’t break formation…wait for the opening! Then you attack… Attack!”Once, he had lived for the roar of the crowd.Now… he lived for something deeper.After retiring as a player, he took up coaching. And for the first time in his life, Andreas felt whole.Behind him, in the VIP stands, sat the reason why.Mia. And his beautiful family. She stood with quiet elegance, their son, little Andreas resting comfortably on her hip, his tiny fingers gripping her dress. Beside her, Sofia carried little April, who watch
Chapter 172 Andreas drove like a man chasing destiny. The car tore through the quiet streets, headlights slicing through the darkness. In the back seat, Mia gripped the leather tightly, her breath uneven, her body wracked with waves of pain that came harder. The contractions are faster with each passing second. “Ahh…Andreas…” she groaned, her voice trembling. “I’m here, baby. We’re almost there,” he said, his hands tight on the wheel, his eyes never leaving the road. But beneath the control in his voice was a rising panic. Another contraction hit. Mia cried out, her head falling back against the seat, her hair damp with sweat clinging to her face. “What do I do?” Andreas asked, his confusion evident. “Just… keep driving…” she breathed through the pain. “I’m not stopping, hang on a little longer. ” Andreas replied. And he didn’t. --- The car barely came to a halt at the hospital before Andreas was out. He sprinted into the hospital lobby, his voice cutting through the cal
Chapter 171 Relief came. Slowly… like air returning to lungs that had forgotten how to breathe. For the first time in what felt like forever, Andreas and Mia could finally exhale. The nightmare was over. Or at least, that was what they told themselves. --- Justice moved swiftly. With the weight of evidence stacked heavily against Don Carlos and his men, they stood no chance. His empire which had been built on blood, manipulation, and fear, crumbled under the scrutiny of the law. The courtroom had been silent that day. With a tense and expectant atmosphere. Andreas sat upright beside his lawyer. He'd come alone to the hearing. Now that Mia was already showing, he didn't want her to go through any more trauma. His expression remained calm but his hands were clenched tightly in his lap. Every muscle in his body was coiled with restrained anticipation. Across the room, Don Carlos stood with his men. Still. Composed. But Andreas could tell he was struggling to keep the faca
Chapter 170The loud crash tore through the house like a gunshot.Mia froze mid-step. For a fraction of a second, everything inside her went still, and then instinct took over.Something was wrong. She knew it. Terribly wrong.“Brian… Sophia…” she whispered, already moving.Then she ran.Her heartbeat thundered in her ears as she sprinted down the hallway, her bare feet slamming against the polished floor. The sound of shattering glass still echoed faintly, mixing with the muffled voices of strangers.She reached the children’s room and burst through the door, and stopped dead.Two men were there. Dressed in black. Armed.The broken window and the scattered shards of the glass revealed how they'd gotten in. One of the men had Sophia gripped tightly by the wrist. The other held Brian, his small shoulder pinned under a rough hand.“Mummy!” Sophia cried, her voice breaking as tears streamed down her face.Brian’s lower lip trembled, his eyes wide with terror.“Mum…” he whimpered.The si
Chapter 169 “It's okay, baby. Just listen to Mummy, alright.” Mia’s voice was calm, but the tension in the air betrayed the storm raging inside her chest. She crouched in front of her daughter, her hands gently holding Sophia’s shoulders. The dim lights of the living room cast long shadows across the marble floor, and somewhere outside the house, the crunch of footsteps on gravel echoed like distant thunder. Sophia nodded, her wide eyes shimmering with fear. Mia forced a reassuring smile. “Take your brother, go to your room. Lock the door and don't come out until your dad or I come to you. Do you hear me?” “Yes, Mum,” Sophia replied, her voice small but obedient. “Come on. Go now.” Sophia quickly grabbed Brian’s hand. The little boy looked confused, clutching his toy tightly, but he followed her without protest. Their hurried footsteps faded up the staircase as they disappeared down the hallway. Only then did the silence grow heavier. Andreas stepped away from the front door
Chapter 168"It’s gone!" Andreas shouted, frustration bubbling in his voice as Cross appeared in the doorway.Cross exhaled heavily. "They beat us to it."But then there was something else. His eyes widened in realization. If they'd gone through all of her belongings to get the locket, it only means they had more information than they needed. Especially about Brian. His family wasn't safe. Hurrying up on his feet, Andreas announced. “We have to leave. Now!” Detective Cross stood confused. “Is something wrong?” he asked. Andreas paced then. “Yes. Everything is wrong. Those guys just got more information about Brian. And my family probably. We have to get to them. Before they do.” Detective Cross nodded. Agreeing with him. “Alright. Let's go.” Before evening, they were back at the villa. The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the driveway.Andreas entered through the front door, breathless. Mia stood from the couch where she’d been folding some of Brian’
Chapter 155 The courtroom was thick with tension, the kind that clung to the skin like humidity on a stormy day. Every breath felt suspended in anticipation, the silence fractured only by the distant rustle of paper or the creak of a wooden bench. Cameras were forbidden, but that didn’t stop the co
Chapter 157 The courtroom buzzed with a quiet tension as the hour elapsed and the doors creaked open once again. The pretrial evidentiary hearing was about to resume. The wooden benches groaned under the weight of spectators returning to their seats, and the air felt tighter, charged with anticipat
Chapter 160The courtroom air turned heavy with suspense, the kind that made hearts pound and breaths shallow. Tania Costa sat rigid at the defense table, her fingers clenched tightly around the edges of the polished wood, her knuckles white. Her eyes flicked to the door, to the murmur of shifting
Chapter 15The courtroom emptied slowly, the echo of the gavel still lingering like a phantom in the air. Tension clung to the walls, thick and unrelenting, as if justice itself were holding its breath. Mia moved with careful steps, her emotions raw, her body trembling. Though the judge had dismiss







