LOGIN•GISELLE•
“Laura!” he called behind me on my way to the parking lot, and I stopped outside the company’s entrance and rolled my eyes.
“What do you want, Noah?” I sighed, folding my arms across my chest.
He leaned close, and Alex tried to push him away, but I told him to let him be.
“Are the kids yours?”
“Yes, they are mine. They are the same kids you told me to abort because you didn’t want to be with me anymore. Dr. Ashton and I agreed I won’t go ahead with the abortion.”
“You should’ve told me if you didn’t go ahead with the abortion. I deserved to know if the kids are mine instead of keeping me in the dark and sending me a video later to spite me.”
“I didn’t send you the video to spite you.”
“You sent the video to spite me because you knew you’d be coming here today. On top of that, you changed your name and made me feel like an idiot when I called you by your name. Isn’t that spiteful?”
“Ugh, whatever, Noah. Think whatever you want to think. Anyway, I have to go.” I attempted to walk past him, but he blocked my path.
God knew what I could’ve done and given for my babies to be okay. I couldn’t even stand Noah. I felt repulsed when I thought he might be the only one who could save them.
It made me sick to my stomach that I had to stand there and face him because I didn’t want to tell him straight up my children had a life-threatening disease and needed his help to survive.
If I could give my life for them to live with no need of his help, I would do it in the blink of an eye.
“Where were you, and why did you hide the kids if they are mine?”
“Listen, Noah, I won’t stand here and ask you to be a part of their lives. You made it clear when you booked an abortion appointment that you didn’t want them.”
“Who said I don’t want to be a part of my children’s lives?”
“Do you want to be in their lives?”
“If you can prove they are mine. We both know we could’ve known if you were pregnant with twins, so this might be your plan to get back at me for what I did to you. You’re trying to sabotage me and my business by sending me a fake video.”
I couldn’t believe his nerve.
“Do you think I would’ve come here and invested in your company if I wanted something from you? I don’t care about you, Noah, or what you think,” I sneered, leaning closer to him. “If you want, we can end this deal right now, and I’ll take my money elsewhere.”
I closed the gap between us until his face was only a few inches from mine. I could smell the cologne he had been using before I left.
“If that’s the case, you and I should put this behind us. You’re my business partner and the most important investor of Blackwood Express, and I don’t want to ruin that.” He extended his hand for a handshake, and I scoffed and shook my head.
Noah hadn’t changed a bit, just like before. He still sacrificed everything for money. The only thing that mattered to him was making a profit and nothing else.
It made me wonder why I ever thought he could love me when his only obsession was money.
I looked at him and sighed. “Fine. Our relationship will be professional, and I hope you won’t be the one to cross the boundary.” I shook his hand before I slipped my hand from his and went into my car.
“What do you want me to do, Miss Sullivan? If Noah Blackwood refuses to acknowledge the children as his, we should do something.”
“Let’s leave him, Chloe. I’ll do everything I can to ensure my kids don’t need his help. I’ll pay a million dollars to anyone who has the same HLA profile as my twins.”
Chloe nodded as she scribbled on her notepad before the car drove to the villa.
I was looking forward to seeing my kids and giving them extra kisses and hugs after being away from them the entire day.
I wanted to tell them they didn’t need their father. That I would always be there to provide and protect them with everything I had.
When I got home, Connor’s car was in the driveway with Dr. Randall’s car. I was a bit surprised because Dr. Randall’s clinic was in New York, and I didn’t know when he had arrived in California or at my villa.
I furrowed my brows as I walked into the villa and looked for them. When I found them in the living room with the twins lying on the couch, my heart almost stopped.
The twins were on the couch, not moving at all, and they had oxygen tubes in.
My entire world crumbled around and beneath me. My knees grew weak, and I felt my chest tightening, and my vision grew blurry as tears filled the corners of my eyes.
“What’s wrong with my babies? What happened to them?” I rushed to their sides and grabbed their hands.
They were fine in the morning when I left, and to return home and find them unresponsive broke my heart more than anything could.
“The condition of the twins is worsening. If we don’t act now, they might not survive another week or two. The blood flow to their hearts is being limited, and they’re too young to survive strokes or heart failures.”
“No, please. There must be something you can do. I can’t lose my babies. Whatever money you want, I’ll pay it, Dr. Randall, but please save my children,” I cried, feeling as if someone was ripping my heart open from inside my chest.
Connor leaned toward me and placed his hand on my shoulder. “It’s okay, Elle. The twins are stable, but we need Noah as soon as possible. He’s the only one who can save them now, or the twins will die.”
•ASHLEY•One moment I was happily making lunch, thinking of all the things I wanted to do after. Giselle allowed me to enroll full-time in college, and I wanted to get all my assignments done on time. I was happy and grateful for all the opportunities she was providing for me, even though I hadn't done enough for her. But as I was busy minding my business and humming a song, my cell phone vibrated in my back pocket. I rolled my eyes and tried to ignore it, but I thought it might be important, so I slid the phone out of my pocket and looked at the text. Text: "You'd better tell me where you are, Ashley, or you will be dead when my men find you." I quickly turned off the phone and hyperventilated as I leaned back from the stove. I was frying fries and making burgers. "Are you okay, Ash?" Connor asked behind me, and I turned off the stove before I turned to him. "Yes, I'm fine. And I'm sorry, sir. I hope I wasn't disturbing you. I am making lunch for the kids," I said as I slid m
•NOAH•The following morning, I knew exactly what to do to apologize to Giselle and make things right.My mind and heart were made up. Giselle was the only woman for me, and I'd cross the widest sea for her heart. She was everything I had ever wanted, but didn't know I had it all along. Tracey's words were still ringing in the back of my head. She came back into my life the moment I needed her. It was as if she knew how vulnerable I was. I needed all the help I could get, and she was the only one who knew me more than Giselle did. I woke up and prepared to attend the funeral, though I initially planned not to go. I didn’t want to regret attending Kiki's last send-off because I didn't want to breathe the same air as Octavia.My mother and brother came with me. Octavia, her parents, and her brother arrived a few minutes after we did. I was a little confused about where they were, but I didn't bother to ask questions, as long as Kiki's funeral would go according to plan. But during
•GISELLE•For a moment, the world spun, faces and sky blurring together as I struggled to inhale. When I had finally steadied my breathing, the murmurs around me had already shifted into something darker."You have the nerve to come here?” Nick’s voice rang out, sharp and full of rage. He stepped closer, looking down at me. “After everything you’ve done?”I tried to push myself up, but my foot slid on the loose earth and I fell back again, my heart pounding wildly in my chest.“I did nothing,” I cried, my voice shaking as I looked up at them. “Please, I loved Nana. I would never hurt her.”Octavia’s mother let out a broken, furious scream and rushed forward before anyone could stop her. “Stop lying,” she shouted, pointing at me with trembling fingers. “You’re the reason Kiki is dead. You poisoned her life until her body gave up.”Her words felt like blows, each one striking deeper than the last. I shook my head desperately, tears spilling freely as I tried to make them understand.“
•GISELLE• "Thank you, Giselle," Octavia answered when I pulled away from her. "I honestly don't deserve your forgiveness, but I'll try by all means to show you how grateful I am for another opportunity." I nodded with a smile, though I felt like I was gambling with my life again. There was no telling what she could do to me next, but a part of me hoped she meant every word she said. "Are your parents going to be mad if I come to Nana's funeral tomorrow?" "No, don't worry about them. I'll speak with them, and besides, you were close to Kiki as well, so she will be happy to see that you've made it to her funeral." "Thank you," I answered, smiling at her again. She reached into her handbag and pulled out a small card. I took it, and there were the funeral details on it. "I'll see you tomorrow, sis." She waved at me before she turned around and went to her car in the driveway. I didn't close the door until she had driven away. I closed the door when she was gone and walked d
•NOAH•"Noah, we need to talk.""Later, Donald. I have an important meeting to attend in an hour," I said as I grabbed my car keys from the hallway counter. "This can't wait." "It can wait until I am back, please." "It's about Tracey," he blurted, and I stopped walking and was frozen with my hand on the doorknob. I didn't know the last time I had heard that name.The last time I had talked with Tracey or seen her was when Giselle and I were still married. She and Giselle were fond of each other. But when Tracey heard I divorced Giselle and married Octavia, she got mad at me. She was my aunt. She and my father were half-siblings after my grandfather married Tracey's mother, and had her. "She's dying, Noah," he continued. "She didn't want me to tell you because she thought you wouldn't want to see her anyway. But I know how close you were to her, so I think you might need to see her." My fist clenched, and I felt at a loss for words. I twisted the doorknob and walked out. When I
•OCTAVIA•I watched as my parents walked upside down, preparing for Kiki's funeral. Though I was relieved that her day had finally come, it wasn't a pleasant feeling seeing my father on the verge of losing his mind.He didn’t take it well losing his mother after his sister a few years ago, but Kiki had it coming. She wanted to run her mouth to Giselle, and God knows what would've happened if she had seen her.She would've told her everything I had done to her, and I would've lost everything. So, her death was convenient in preventing the truth from coming out."We need Noah to sponsor the funeral," my mother said when she found me scrolling on my phone in the living room. "We can’t cover all the bills ourselves. I thought you knew that and would talk to your husband." "Noah and I aren't talking right now, Mom, and you know that," I sighed, rolling my eyes. "He's angry with me, and I don't think he'd want to hear anything I have to say again." "You shouldn't forget that you've been







