Semua Bab She Returned with Genius Babies, He Regretted: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Elena’s POVGetting into the car is the easy part. The hard part is driving out of the estate without being noticed.I can see Uncle Marcus in the distance briefing the men about what they can do. I’m certain that I won’t be able to sneak out, so I just head out of my car and sneak into one of the vans. I hide I the back, trying to sit still as the men start to get into the car.“Remember, the man must be brought in alive, not dead,” Uncle Marcus says. “If he tries to run, just do your best to stop him or disable him. You’re not to fire a shot at him or do anything that will make him or whoever he’s working for angry enough to try to retaliate. If possible, just stop him and make it look casual.”The men all nod. I count and there are about twelve of them.As the car moves, they start to talk about strategy. Apparently, they’re going to surround the park and keep the man on sight—old with brown eyes.I’m nervous, and I don’t think it’s possible not to be. The tension in the air is thic

Elena’s POV“What?” I splutter. “But we have so much unfinished business here. Tomorrow?”“Yes, tomorrow.” Grandpa Harold confirms. “Let the unfinished business be unfinished. Let these bad people try to come and find us in Milan. We’re better off there. We’re not in any unfamiliar territory. But here… my dear Elena, we have dived into a pit of sharks and they smell blood. They want blood. They won’t stop until there’s nothing but blood in the pool.”I know that they’re right. I know that I myself have already thought about it. But at the same time, I feel like it’s too soon.And once again, it’s all my fault. “But the kids. They started to like it here. Liam has basically fallen in love with Alexander. We can’t leave now—”“We’re leaving?”The small voices echoing what I just said makes me stop dead.The three of us turn to the door, and that’s when we see the children.Their eyes are wide, full of shock and betrayal. When they look at me, that also gets tied with confusion. Like the

Tristan’s POVWhat are the children doing here?I blink rapidly to make sure I’m seeing things correctly, and it turns out that I am. Sophie and Liam stare back at me, Sophie with curiosity and Liam with utter distaste. Alexander is still with them, sitting on the carpet with a box of toys on his lap, his lips pursed like he’s trying to think of a way to explain this.The silence between all of us lasts for a few moments. Then at last, Alexander raises his hands and breaks the ice. “Okay, so I can explain—”“Is Elena here?” I blurt out, then his words sink in. Explain, he said? What does he need to explain? Unless…. “Hey, is Elena even here? Did you take her children?”I take a step closer to him, but it’s Liam who gets in my way. “Don’t you dare accuse him of doing something bad! You’re the only one who’s capable of doing bad things around here!”I back off, looking at Alexander. I didn’t want to do it, but I ask for help with my eyes, wanting him to handle the situation as I don’t kn

Elena’s POVIt’s reckless, I know. I might even go as far as call it stupid.But I don’t trust Tristan’s word one bit.So here I am now, trailing after Grace like a stalker.I know her apartment so I went there and waited until she headed out. Surely enough, she did. I did wonder what she was doing with her time since she wasn’t working, but she seemed busy. She was carrying a briefcase when she left, and she was speaking to someone on the phone. She seemed irritated, the way she always was when something work-related didn’t go her way.“I told you to meet me, now!” I heard her yell at someone on the phone.As slyly as I could, I followed her.Now, she’s on her way to a diner well outside town, and I’m trying to find a place to park so I can come in and watch her.I still don’t know my plan, exactly. I don’t know if I should just watch or try to talk to her. She hasn’t done anything suspicious so far. It’s not just Tristan who’s said something bad about her, either. Alexander also men

Elena’s POV“Alexander!”My scream echoes in my ringing ears. Time slows down, almost sputtering to a halt, and as I rush towards Alexander, it feels as though my limbs are traveling through amber. Slugging. Unable to reach him in time.Grace gasps. I know she didn’t mean to do it. She’s out for me.And that’s why she aims again.“I should’ve shot you when I had the chance!” she grits out, cocking the gun once more.But this time, someone springs out of the kitchen doors. The figure tackles the man next to Grace, distracting her and knocking him out with one solid punch. Grace backs off, then I see who it is.Tristan.He gets up and snatches the gun right of Grace’s hand, kicking it out of her reach. She tries to run, but he grabs her, pushing her down on the floor even as she starts struggling.I kneel next to Alexander, cradling his head on my lap. His side is bleeding, the red stain growing on his cashmere shirt. I can see blood pooling from under him.“Alexander,” I whisper, tears