登入Once Vivian had bitten her lip and settled into the driver's seat, starting the car, Patrick spoke, cold as ice. "Don't forget the favors your father's gotten out of me. Keep your opinions about my business to yourself from now on."Vivian gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white, and forced two words through gritted teeth. "Understood."Adriana stood by the window and watched the car vanish completely from sight before she turned and sat back down at the table."They're gone."Diane let out a worried sigh. "Patrick isn't actually going to try to take Pomme from us, is he?" She thought back to his cutting words and turned to press her daughter. "What did he mean, saying you kept a college boy?""He was obviously trying to humiliate me," Bella said. She and Nicholas had been in a normal relationship — nothing close to what Patrick was implying. Nicholas, unable to squeeze any money out of her, had gone and teamed up with Patrick instead. Absolutely disgusting.Adriana turned to
Bella shook with fury at the sight of Patrick's utterly ruthless expression.She clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms. "Pomme wasn't even born yet when we got divorced. She has nothing to do with you. You have no right to fight me for custody!"Patrick's face darkened further. "Of course I have the right — because you're a mother with no morals.""How dare you slander me!"Bella swung her arm, putting everything she had behind a slap aimed at that infuriating face.Patrick caught her wrist mid-air and shoved her back hard. She stumbled backward, off balance.Adriana moved fast, catching her from behind before she could fall.Once she'd steadied Bella, Adriana looked up at Patrick, her voice carrying banked anger. "Patrick, you and Bella have been divorced a long time. You're both adults. Don't make this uglier than it needs to be."Patrick sneered, sweeping a contemptuous look over Adriana. "Adriana, twice married, twice divorced, tangled up with more men than anyon
If the alarm hadn't gone off that morning, Adriana would've slept right through it.Chris had mentioned the night before that Dean was getting out of prison today, and that he'd go pick him up. Adriana pulled up the news on her phone and skimmed through, but found nothing about Dean's release — Chris had probably arranged ahead of time to keep it quiet.She didn't dwell on it. After breakfast, she took the kids to the Moss house.The moment Pomme spotted Milo and Maeve, she bounced with excitement, babbling their names in her little toddler voice, grabbing one of their hands in each of hers to show off her new toys. Pomme was dressed in soft yellow that day, round and plump, and standing there, she really did look like a plump, adorable little apple.Diane had cooked up a feast, and Adriana barely stopped eating all morning. By the time it was almost time for the real meal, her stomach was already packed tight.Everyone was busy setting the table when a car horn sounded outside. B
Adriana got out of the passenger seat. The cold winter wind hit her full in the face, and she pulled her coat tighter as she walked toward the figure standing under the streetlight."Max. Looking for me?"Max's expression was stubborn, and the first thing out of his mouth was an accusation. "Adriana, why did you block me?"Adriana crossed her arms against the wind cutting down her collar, her voice flat. "Thanks for the recording you sent, but I'm not a fan of that kind of behavior. Sorry."He wouldn't let it go. "But I did it to help Bella."She saw right through his little scheme, a cold smile tugging at her mouth. "Nicholas is your friend. You could've talked to him instead of selling him out."She paused, her tone hardening. "Max, I'm almost thirty. I've been around a lot longer than you have. I know exactly what you're after. Do me a favor and don't come looking for me again — go focus on your studies."She turned to get back in the car.Max lunged forward and grabbed her
"The kids aren't home?" Chris asked.Adriana didn't hide it from him. "They're at the Stanley residence. Grandpa Scott isn't doing well and wanted to see them, so I had Heidi take them over."Chris frowned. "Adriana—""I know you want me to keep my distance from Francesco." She cut off whatever he'd been about to say. "But he's still their biological father. If... if anything ever happened to me, he's the person in this world most likely to love these two kids the way I do."Something dark and heavy settled behind Chris's eyes. "Adriana, don't talk like that. Besides, you still have me."She gave a faint smile and stood to tuck the blanket around him. "Chris, I know exactly what I'm doing. Just focus on getting better."She didn't look back as she walked out of the room.The hallway lights were a cold white, and even with the heating on, the space still felt chilly somehow. Adriana walked fast, her thoughts churning.She used to believe that on her own, she could build a world
The next day, Adriana saw the friend request and hit decline without hesitation. She had zero interest in a boy like Max, and thinking about what he'd done left her with nothing but disgust.Before leaving for work, she told Heidi, "If Francesco comes to take Milo and Maeve to the Stanley residence, you and the two nannies go along too."Heidi nodded quickly. "Don't worry. We won't let them out of our sight."Reassured, Adriana crouched down to wave at the two kids building with blocks on the living room rug, keeping her voice soft. "Milo, Maeve, Mommy's off to work. Bye-bye."Both little heads popped up in unison, pink-cheeked faces breaking into smiles as they competed to wave back at her.She straightened up, and the two of them watched her all the way to the door, eyes wide, without a single tear or tantrum between them. Adriana marveled at how lucky she was — two little angels, sweet and easy.After a morning of meetings at headquarters, she got to the lab and ran into a fam
"What do you think?"Joan let out a haughty snort, stepping back half a pace—right onto his polished leather shoes."When we were abroad, we could still meet often. But now that we're back, it's nearly impossible to see each other."Dean's usual calm, composed demeanor shifted; a playful, almost
In the blink of an eye, the day of Grandma Rosie's memorial arrived. Adriana got to the cemetery early, confirming the arrangements with the staff.Dew clung to the grass beside the graves, soaking her pant legs as she walked. She settled on a bench to dry off, lifting her gaze to a sea of headston
"Oh—Edward, did you just tap the voice recorder?"Joan snatched the phone away, uneasily glancing at Chris."Chris, I'll delete it right now. Edward was fiddling with my phone while he was eating. Who knew it would record Adriana's words?"Chris said nothing. His expression tightened, his eyes li
"I can keep investigating for you, if you'd like," Charlie offered.In truth, he could have followed the trail and uncovered whoever was behind it. But the matter might involve Adriana's privacy, so he chose not to pursue it further.Adriana thought for a moment. "Then I'll trouble you, Charlie. C







