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I was sipping a mango juice and it went to the wrong pipe and I chouckedked by the shock I got. “Mom! Are you okay?” came Tony’s voice as he patted my back. “I’m fine baby, eat your food” I manage to speak. They were looking at me with concern. I ruffled their hairs just to assure them that I was really okay. I went back to my phone. What the hell is going on? I know this face anywhere and I’ll never forget it because my kids have the same face. Christian Anderson of Anderson Enterprises. One of the richest people in America. He is a Billionaire. Goodness, I hate rich people. How the hell did I end up sleeping with one and having his babies.

As usual, Kelvin's words were precise, always saying exactly what he thought, even more bewildered. “What do you mean, what am I going to do with it? Is what its mother usually does. I think so." His face was hard and covered with sweat. "That's your baby." He said, striding forward to take her shoulders in both hands. "I'll do anything to stop you from throwing it out like a piece of trash."

Valentina slid into the last stall, locked it, and set the briefcase on the narrow shelf above the toilet. Her hands moved fast, efficient. The key turned with a faint click, and the lid lifted. There it was. The ledger. Black leather, worn at the edges, its pages thick with ink. She flipped it open, her breath catching as names and numbers spilled across the paper: shipments, ports, bribes, politicians bought and paid for—routes carved in blood. It wasn’t just a ledger—it was an empire written in code and ink. Her chest tightened. If Dante wanted this, it wasn’t for leverage—it was for war.

The timestamp read 02:13:47. Three young doctors in scrubs sat on the floor against the wall. One was asleep with their arms around their knees. Another had their head tipped back against the wall. The account that posted it was called [RainDoesntWant2Work]. Her bio said she was an intern at our hospital. Her post read:

] I checked the name—it was from someone I didn't know well. I replied, [Yeah.] The message came again. [Does Chandler know?] [Of course he does.] I found the question odd, so I asked, [Is there something wrong, Mr. Vasquez?] Winton Vasquez, the CEO of Evergreen Ventures and also a fellow alum of both Chandler and me, replied with a loaded tone, [It's nothing. Just seems like you don't really keep up with domestic entertainment news.] Entertainment news? That puzzled me further. True, I didn't follow celebrity gossip, but so what?

he said and smiled. I just slightly nooded at him. "There's no use of covering it. Just order something for me. I'm hungry. I haven't had breakfast yet. Also, get Colleen Hoover's 'It ends with us' book for me, please. " Many people say that the book is a sad story, so I will try it. I really like novels with a sad theme. Maybe because I've experienced sadness and pain in my life, that's why I have the same taste when it comes to books.

I want to read! I stood up the sofa and half run to the books. Damn all my fav’s are here! This is heaven! I got a book entitled ‘The stars of us’. Just as I was about to read the first page of the book, my phone vibrated from my pocket. Ohhh, it’s Elocin. I know what she wants, probably can wait to hear what I was gonna say so she would like to talk about it on the phone. Gosh! “Hello” I answered.