Chapter 4 - The Final Request of a Dying Mother
The Boss carefully unfolded the yellowed paper. He didn't read it aloud himself; instead, he held it out toward Grace, letting her read the words written in faded ink.
"To the woman who heals my son's heart: If you are reading this, it means my baby boy has finally smiled again. It means you have given him the warmth I was robbed of giving him. If a woman loves our boy enough to make him safe... never let anyone hurt her."
Grace felt a hot tear escape her eye, trailing down her red, swollen cheek.
Little Noah wrapped his small arms tightly around Grace’s neck, burying his face into her shoulder and whispering softly, "Mommy Grace..."
Vanessa’s face turned completely pale, then flushed into an ugly, furious shade of red. "This is absurd! That note could have been forged! She’s a manipulative gold-digger who coached the boy to say that!"
Vanessa rushed forward, grabbing the edge of the gray stuffed elephant in an attempt to snatch it away. "I am your betrothed, Marcus! My father controls half the shipping docks in Miami! You need my family's backing, not some penniless nanny!"
Marcus stood up to his full height. His tall frame towered over Vanessa, casting a long shadow that swallowed her entirely.
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"You just slapped the future queen of my estate," Marcus whispered with absolute, lethal intent. "Get out."
👉 Read on to see how Vanessa tries to destroy Grace out of jealousy.
