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Quickly she fixes her face, masking her shock, and back is the glorious actress, but it’s too late. I’ve seen behind the curtain, and I know the truth. “Excuse me, you must have me confused with someone else.”

“No, Veronica Blake. I don’t. I thought you acted weird those times we encountered each other, and now I understand why.”

“What do you want?”

“Your demise, but I suppose that’s harsh. My wife wouldn’t like that. Your evil actions have cost me a lot, almost cost me everything, but they have done some good and that’s the only thing sparing you right now.”

“You look so much like your father. He was a handsome bastard.”

“So you knew him.”

“Of course I did. I didn’t want his family coming for you, so I lied about my pregnancy. It was so easy for them to take the baby. Less questions.”

“God, you’re evil,” Harley says.

“Calm down. He’s doing well. It looks like he did great with the life he was given. You should just get over it.” I want to choke this bitch. If I got any evilness, it came from her.

I put my hand up and shake my head. “I’ve heard enough.”

Taking Harley’s hand in mine, I walk away from the woman who gave birth to me. “Wait, wait. What are you going to do? Don’t tell anyone. I beg of you. You owe me.”

My feet freeze to the granite floor, causing Harley to run into my back. “Sorry, love.”

“It’s okay.” She kisses my shoulder. I turn and face the monster that lied about my conception and stare her down.

“I don’t owe you shit. You are an evil person, and I wonder—how many other kids did you give up, or did you just get rid of them before you got that far?”

“I never got pregnant again.”

“I want nothing to do with you, and don’t ever speak to me or my family. If you ever try to use my name in any way, shape, or form, the truth will come out.”

“I won’t.”

“Good. Now get out of my face because you make me sick.”

I walk away with my woman and leave the hotel because I can’t take the bullshit. We go back to our hotel and take the elevator to our room, and the moment we’re inside, Harley asks, “Why did you let her get away with it?”

“She’s right. I do owe her.”

“What?”

“Without her abandonment, her shitty lies, I wouldn’t have been the man I am today. Yes, I have fucked-up issues, but I wouldn’t be the wealthy, successful man who has a heart and soul dedicated to one woman. No, I would have lived with a selfish woman who would have taught me to be even more selfish. Who knows what kind of life we would have had because she might not have gotten her many husbands and her career while dragging me around.”

“But you lost out on your uncle and his family.”

“Yes, but then he wouldn’t have gone to war with his men, and they needed him. He would have come back and stayed to raise me.”

“Wow, okay. I suppose you do have a point.”

“Everything worked out just fine for me, and frankly, I’m not worried about her. Besides, she was so loud in the lobby. We had an audience, including the one reporter, anonymously, of course.”

Her mouth falls open. “You didn’t?”

“I did. I might not tell anyone, but she opened her mouth so big that I’m sure the reporter heard enough.” I smirk and lead my wife into our bedroom.

Three hours later, my uncle calls. “Congratulations on becoming a loving son.”

“What do you mean, Uncle Liam?”

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