All Chapters of Miracle In Prison: 100 Days to Destroy her Ex-Husband: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Silas's POV"Did you seriously just dial my number on a Tuesday night?" Maurice asked, his voice coming through the speaker loud and thick with shock."I have absolutely no idea who else to talk to right now," I muttered, pacing back and forth across the dark hardwood floor of my bedroom."You never call me just to talk," Maurice said, instantly dropping his joking tone. "What exactly is going on over there? Give me the details."I let out a heavy breath and stopped pacing. I looked out the massive glass window that covered the entire far wall of my side of the penthouse. The city lights glowed brightly below, but my mind was completely stuck on the woman down the hall. I had stood outside her bedroom door for ten whole minutes before coming into my own room. I wanted to follow her. I wanted to break the door down and force her to hear me out. But I was not sure if following her right now was a smart decision."I took Veronica out tonight," I started, keeping my voice low. "We needed

Veronica's POV"Did you really think I would come here alone, Silas?" Julian spat out, his voice echoing loudly in the empty shipping yard."I do not care how many men you brought tonight," Silas replied coldly, his grip on my arm tightening. "You are not leaving here with her until I get what is mine.""You will not touch her," Julian threatened, pulling his heavy silver gun out entirely."Do you want to test me right now?" Silas challenged, stepping closer to Julian."Do not touch me!" I screamed at Silas.I shoved both of my hands against his broad chest with every ounce of strength I had left. Silas lost his footing on the loose gravel and slipped backward, catching himself on the side of the armored truck."Take it easy, Veronica," Julian said quickly, stepping forward with his hand raised. "Do not get yourself hurt.""Stay back, Julian!" Silas yelled, regaining his balance completely. He pulled his own weapon from his waistband and aimed it straight at Julian's head."You brough

Veronica's POV"You look absolutely flawless tonight, Veronica."Julian spoke softly across the small table. He rested his chin on his hand and stared directly at me. His eyes moved slowly from my face down to my neckline."Thank you, Julian," I replied."I told the designer exactly what I wanted for you," Julian continued. "I knew this specific style would fit your body perfectly."He had bought me an incredibly expensive outfit for tonight. I looked down at the short red dinner gown. The rich fabric hugged my waist tight. It featured heavy fringe accents along the bottom edge that swayed every time I moved. The off shoulder sleeves were covered in delicate floral appliques that sparkled under the warm hotel lights."The dress is beautiful," I admitted. "You really did not have to spend so much money on me.""I wanted to do this for you," Julian insisted. He reached across the table and poured more white wine into my glass. "I wanted an intimate dinner. Just the two of us inside this

Veronica's POV"Breathe," Silas instructed. He pulled the apartment door shut behind us.I leaned against the cold wall. I tried to pull myself together. I really did. But my emotions hijacked my throat and a loud sob escaped my lips anyway."Come here," he said softly. He stepped forward and grabbed my hand. He cajoled me away from the door and guided me straight to the living room couch. "Sit down."I sank into the soft cushions. He walked to the kitchen quickly and came back with a tall glass of water."Drink this," he offered.I took the glass with shaking hands. Silas didn't stand over me. He dropped down on both knees right in front of the couch. He looked up at me. His dark gaze locked entirely onto my face. The sheer intensity in his eyes made my breath catch in my throat."Did Julian say something to hurt you?" Silas asked. His voice sounded dangerous and low."He didn't," I answered quickly. I took a small sip of the water."Then why are you crying outside in the cold?" Sila

Veronica's POV"I will agree to your terms, Julian," I said, gripping the phone tightly against my ear."I knew you would see reason," Julian replied smoothly. His arrogant tone instantly annoyed me. "Securing this investment is the most important thing right now. We cannot afford any mistakes.""I am not making mistakes," I fired back. "You are the one who needs my help to convince those women. Do not act like you are doing me a favor.""Lower your voice, Veronica," Julian commanded coldly. "You might have those country club wives fooled, but my mother is a completely different story. Delilah does not tolerate games.""I am not playing a game," I lied. "I just want this finalized.""Then you will meet her tomorrow," Julian instructed. "I will send a car for you first thing in the morning. Be ready.""What exactly am I supposed to expect from her?" I asked."Expect her to judge every single thing you do," Julian warned. "Do not wear red. My mother absolutely hates red. Wear something