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Chapter 27: His Angry Baby Mama

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Alma’s POV

I hear everything. From the moment Charles picks up that call, I know it’s important from the way he speaks. I stay quiet, pressing my back against the bedrest, as my ears tuned in to every syllable. And what I hear makes my stomach drop.

Davida invited Ricardo Borrelli to his daughter’s birthday. The same birthday party Davida invited me and Charles to. What the hell?

I must have heard wrong. There’s no way Davida would do something so reckless. But then Charles says it himself.

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