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Rosa brought Leo into the study while Luca was staring at a photograph.His man had found it on an old phone.I was five months pregnant, standing beside the crib with an unfinished stuffed toy.I’d never sent it to him.That day, he’d switched off his phone after my third call.“How long are you going to chase that woman?”Rosa held the baby toward him.“Bianca cried all night. Her milk supply’s suffering. Your son hasn’t had enough to eat.”“I hired her a doctor and a childcare specialist.”“He needs his mother, not hired help.”She sat down and softened her voice.“I know you feel guilty about Evelyn. Give her money. Buy her a house. Stop this.”Luca looked at her.“What about Adam?”“What?”“Evelyn’s baby. She named him Adam.”Rosa frowned.“He’s gone. Why bring him up?”The room went quiet.Leo waved a hand toward the picture frame.Luca steadied it.Rosa saw me in the photograph.“If you keep acting like this, she’ll keep making demands. Once a woman learns she can use a child to

A week later, Luca appeared outside the hospital.I was practicing walking in the corridor.Nora saw him through the glass doors and stepped in front of me.“I’m calling security.”“Do.”I kept hold of the rail.Luca saw me and moved forward, but staff stopped him.He pointed toward me and explained that I was his wife.The staff member asked one question.“Does she want to see you?”I shook my head.Luca froze.At his hospital, in his estate, no one had ever asked what I wanted.After Claire arrived, a meeting was arranged in an unused reception room.She and Nora stayed.Luca came in without bodyguards, carrying white roses.He set them on the table and looked at my leg.“Does it hurt?”I pushed the medical statement toward him.“Did you order this?”He glanced down.“I didn’t know about it.”“Do you know what they intend to use it for?”His eyes moved to Claire, as though a stranger sitting between us offended him.“Can we speak alone?”“No.”He swallowed the rest and looked at me.

Luca didn’t keep it.The next day, the hospital withdrew the statement but admitted no fabrication.They called it “inappropriate wording in a preliminary assessment.”Meanwhile, a Chicago outlet published a Moretti family statement.A young wife had suffered trauma after childbirth and left home with medical documents.Her husband was doing everything possible to locate her and asked the public not to speculate.Nothing about my suspicion that he’d killed our child.Nothing about my lawyer.In their version, I was a woman who needed to be found and treated.Nora crumpled the newspaper.“He promised you yesterday.”I took her phone and read the comments.Unhappy marriage. Postpartum depression. A mob wife who’d lost a fight for attention.I saved screenshots and sent them to Claire.“Can we make them stop?”“We can send notice. We can also release a statement confirmed by you.”“Will it hurt the case?”“We need to be careful. No unverified allegations. No trying the case in the press.”

Matteo didn’t summon me to a private estate.He chose Claire’s office and agreed that both lawyers would remain.That made me willing to listen.He looked sterner than his photographs.After sitting down, he placed a document on the table without small talk.“Bianca and I are separated. Divorce proceedings are underway. I’ve just confirmed she gave birth in Chicago.”I didn’t touch the file.“Are you here to ask who Leo’s father is?”“I already know.”He met my eyes.“I need to establish whether she used Corsini funds in anything done to you.”Claire spoke immediately.“My client won’t provide unreviewed material or participate in private retaliation.”“Agreed.”His answer was immediate.“I can provide financial and travel records relating to Bianca. I’m not asking Evelyn to accuse anyone for me. Our lawyers verify the material and use it through proper channels.”That was more credible than an offer of revenge.I opened the file.One page documented Bianca’s flights before my delivery

The day after Mara withdrew, Claire received a package.Her sister had sent it.Inside were an old phone, a note with its password, and a statement Mara had prepared earlier.The note read: “If I can’t say these things myself, please preserve them.”There was no sensational hidden video.Only shift handovers, voice messages from the staff group, and texts to her sister.The texts read: “That baby was still moving.”Then: “They said the decision had been made. I wasn’t allowed to touch him.”Then: “I don’t want to go home. I’m afraid to look at my daughter.”I read the messages over and over.Claire waited.When I finally put the phone down, she said, “These need verification. They don’t prove everything on their own. But they can help establish timing and identify people involved.”“Enough to preserve the original records?”“We’ll keep applying.”That afternoon, Matteo’s lawyer supplied another document.After Bianca’s payment, the physician had requested a preparation that wasn’t in r