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I arriveat Keane’s office with Adelaide. This will affect her too, once the press finds out about Monica.
We haven’t spoken about the Bernie thing again, and I haven’t asked why she never let me know that she might have an idea why Lilah betrayed me. At this point, my mind is a complete clusterfuck. Unless it’s some minute detail about our wedding, she’s unfazed.
“You can both go right in,” Keane’s assistant says.
“Thanks.”
We walk into his office. Keane is at his desk, and Kyra and Liz are already sitting on the sofa set in the corner.
“Hey, everyone. Thanks for meeting us on such short notice,” I say, taking a seat on the sofa. Adelaide sits beside me.
“No problem. Though you have me curious over what this is all about.” Keane raises a brow and leans back, smoothing his tie down his chest.
“Is this about the wedding?” Kyra asks.
“Definitely not,” Adelaide answers, leaning back on the couch and crossing her legs as if I dragged her here kicking and screaming.
“Are you pregnant?” Liz says, and I cringe inside.
“Adelaide isn’t pregnant.” Let’s stop the what-if game now. “Do you all remember Lilah Robbie?”
Liz scoffs. Obviously, she does. Kyra and Keane nod, though hesitantly. The happiness in Keane’s eyes is slowly faltering.
“I recently came back into contact with her and found out I have a five-year-old daughter.”
Adelaide’s hand tightens on her Starbucks cup. The other three are silent, staring and looking as dumbfounded as I probably did when Monica opened that door.
“Congratulations?” Kyra poses it as a question.
“Are you sure she’s yours?” Keane asks.
“That’s what I said,” Adelaide adds, but I ignore her quip.
“She’s mine. Haven’t done a DNA test yet, but I don’t have to. If you saw her, you’d know too.”
“Shit,” Keane says, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees.
“What’s your plan?” Liz asks.
“That’s what I’m here to figure out. We need to come up with a plan to tell the press before they find out on their own, but not make a spectacle of it.”
“So you’re planning on being in the child’s life?” Kyra asks.
“Of course I am.” I’m insulted she’d even ask. “And her name is Monica.”
She nods, but her focus is only half with me. The other half of her brain is already in PR mode, trying to figure out the best way to play this.
“How’s Lilah these days?” Keane asks.
“Good. Been sober for six years. Lives and works in Kansas as a dental hygienist.”
“And she kept this from you why?” Liz asks.
“She says she was scared I’d try to take the baby from her and use her past against her to do it.”
“Makes sense,” Kyra mumbles.
“Not really,” Adelaide murmurs.
