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I was searching for a car that I could collide with and not cause damage. I mean, yes, maybe the car, but not the people in it, as I didn't want anyone to get hurt, just me, or maybe just a little, as it was the sacrifice I had to make.“Or maybe I should just hire a truck to bump into me,” I said as I couldn't get a perfect car for it, the one in front of me seemed to have a family, and after fucking up my own, I couldn't afford to ruin another man’s family, and the one behind, gosh, they will easily realize, and I could shut them up. I had the money for it, but Ana then would know the truth and my efforts would be in vain.I was still trying to figure everything out when my phone, which was on the backseat, started ringing.I couldn't pick it up as it was a little far from me, but I still tried to reach it but to no success, as I had thrown it a little distance from me.The phone had stopped ringing, and that's when I saw it was raining. Well, my plan wasn't going to work now; the t

~ANASTASIA~After the call with Vivi and asking Hudson to postpone the hearing, I arrived at the company; it was rather empty. Yes, Adira doesn’t operate on weekends.I walked inside, and the first person I met was Jimena; she was now like my assistant since I needed people who were in the fashion industry, plus today was Saturday. I didn’t want to bother my actual assistant, and she agreed since she owed me for my silence.“Where are we?”“All the pieces are ready; a social media Photoshoot is taking place, the models are okay, but if you ask me, I say they need so much to work on,” she said as she followed behind me while I walked to my office. “Not only their bodies but also their confidence. Gosh, it’s like they’re chicks just cracking from an egg.” She added, and I could imagine her rolling her eyes.“That’s why they have you, so what do you think?” I asked as I continued walking through the hallways.“One needs a brow lift, another maybe fillers, her cheeks, gosh, she’s like a p

Hudson and I were now exchanging words; Hudson didn't want to give in; he wanted to be there with Ana—how ridiculous.“I don't care if it's my son or not; my wife needs me, and we all know you're not capable. You were not even present when she gave birth to your daughter, so why change now?” He questioned. Okay, how did he know I was not present when Ivy was born? I mean, I came; it's just the labor room I didn't go into.“You will be a father one day; how will you feel if another man wants to take this opportunity from you?” I asked—pleaded if I'm being honest as nothing I said seemed to work, well all it earned me was a chuckle.“Gentlemen, I'm afraid labor doesn't wait for anyone, so I will ask again, who is the father?” The nurse repeated the question, and this time only I answered as Hudson ran his hands through his hair. “That settles it then, please follow—”“Treat her like I would treat her; don’t ask her anything relating to the boy,” Hudson warned, and I honestly didn't need

~HUDSON~I've been walking back and forth anxiously waiting for news. I swear if I don't hear from them in a few minutes from now, I am going to march in there and see for myself.“Ana is strong; I know her. She will be fine.” My sister said as she patted my back, I damn knew my wife was strong, but nothing beats labour pain, nothing.“I know she's strong; it's him I don't trust.” I said before turning to Harriot, who tried to speak to Ana’s brother, Trey, who was clearly mad at him. I realised Trey didn't like William either.“I just don't understand why you would let that jerk come here in the first place.” Trey complained before apologising to the woman beside him, my supposed sister, Nicole.“I get you, but my brother can be very sweet; just give him a chance.” She said, making me want to ball out my eyes, William, sweet? It's like mixing oil with water; it just never works.“Why the fuck are they taking so long?” I asked, running a hand over my mouth.“It's a baby Hudson. Chill.

The more I looked at her, the more my heart twisted. No, I couldn't be here; I needed to get out of here before I lost it. I needed to break something… anything, spilling blood would even be better. Without warning, I turned and walked toward the door, leaving William, whom I doubted even noticed as he was adoring his creations.I pulled off the mask when I reached the door and removed the gown before reaching for my pockets. I was about to dial the president's number; he had a secret service where criminals were tortured, criminals beyond control, so since I felt like punishing someone, I thought to do the most deserving. I didn't get to dial the contact as someone pulled me aside by my arm.“Not now, Vivi, please.” I knew it was her; only she could dare to hold me like that.“How are you? I know how hard this is for you.” She sounded concerned, and talking honestly wasn't going to work on me, not at this time, so without responding, I tried to walk away until she mentioned Ana's nam