Chapter:-84

Alessia deposited Sam on the leather couch in the corner next to Max who was whimpering as he cradled his right arm to his chest. Jordon closed the door to his office and let out a breath shaking his head before slumping down in the chair behind his desk. Damon was now standing next to the couch casting worried glances at Alessia who stood looking at their sons with his arms crossed.

Jordon picked up a glass and the jug of water that was sat on his desk and poured himself a drink. "Just what I needed today," He sighed before taking a sip. Damon raised his eyebrow at him.

"Oh, I'm sure this was exactly what you needed Jordan. But alas, this isn't about you, boy." Damon quipped folding his manicured hands in front of him. "Why don't you go and check on Paige? All this stress can't be good for her in her delicate condition."

Jordon rolled his eyes and stood up, casting a cautious glance at Alessia who hadn't moved an inch. "Alright, shout if you need me." Jordon wove around his desk and