Lorenzo looked concerned. "What did she say?" "She asked a lot of questions. I had to tell her that Silvana is missing. She’s scared and worried," Aiden said, his voice heavy with guilt. "In a bid to calm her down, I didn't know when I spilled it but I told her she will be having a younger sibling too and immediately, her eyes lit up with excitement." "Oh! I guess she would have been excited to know. You do not need to blame yourself for it, she would still have had to know anyways." "But then she asked about her new sibling and suggested we bring Amelia here for safety, so that her baby sibling does not also go missing." Lorenzo raised an eyebrow. "Did she now? That’s quite insightful for her age." "Yes," Aiden nodded. "I was thinking, maybe we could bring Amelia to stay in the guest quarters until she gives birth. It might not be a bad idea." Lorenzo frowned, considering the proposal. "That’s a difficult thing to ask. The Reyes family might see it as an opportunity to take a
Mrs. Reyes nodded in agreement. "We're doing what's right for the family, Amelia. Just remember that." Amelia nodded, trying to reassure herself as much as her parents. She stood up and walked to the living room to make the call, her heart pounding in her chest. She dialed Aiden's number, taking a deep breath as she waited for him to answer. Aiden's voice came through the phone, sounding tired but alert. "Amelia, did you speak with your parents?" "Yes, I did," Amelia replied, trying to keep her voice steady. "They have a condition for me staying at the palace." "What is it?" Aiden asked, a hint of impatience in his tone. Amelia took another deep breath. "They want you to invest fifty million dollars into our family's business in the baby's name. They said it's to make up for my absence in running the company for that long." There was a long pause on the other end of the line. When Aiden finally spoke, his voice was tight with shock and frustration. "Fifty million dollars? That's
Lorenzo stood up, placing a reassuring hand on Aiden's shoulder. "We'll get through this, Aiden. Just stay strong and focused. We'll find Silvana and keep your child safe." Aiden nodded, feeling a renewed sense of determination. "I will, Grandfather. Thank you." Aiden took a deep breath and dialed Amelia's number. He waited as the phone rang, mentally preparing himself for the conversation. When Amelia answered, he could hear the apprehension in her voice. "Aiden, did you talk to your grandfather?" she asked. "Yes, I did," Aiden replied, his tone steady. "We discussed your family's demand for fifty million dollars. We can not make such huge investment for a child that's mine, it seems as though your family wants to sell off the child who's mine to me, except that is what you want, and you know that once you put to birth, you'll never see the child again." "Of course not, why would you say such a thing? Of course I want to see and be with my child after her or she is born." Amelia
Mrs. Reyes looked at her daughter, her expression softening. "Amelia, this is an opportunity for all of us. We need to make sure that we're protected, but it's also important to think about the future of your child." Alex stood up, pacing the room in agitation. "They want to put us in a corner, make us adhere to their rules while giving us crumbs. This is a disgrace." Ruby put a hand on her husband's arm, trying to calm him. "Alex, we need to think this through. We can't let our anger cloud our judgment." Alex stopped pacing and looked at Amelia. "You need to call Aiden back. Tell him we won't accept twenty million. We need to negotiate for more." Amelia shook her head. "Father, they’ve made it clear that this is their final offer. We need to decide if we're willing to accept it or risk getting nothing." Ruby sighed heavily. "We can't afford to walk away with nothing. As much as I hate to admit it, we might have to take the twenty million." Alex clenched his fists, struggling wi
“Is this really the best course of action?” Amelia asked, her voice wavering slightly. She looked at her mother, Ruby, hoping for reassurance.Ruby leaned forward, placing a comforting hand on her daughter’s. “Amelia, we’ve discussed this. We need this investment. This is for your future, for the baby’s future. Once we sign these documents, there’s no turning back.”Amelia took a deep breath, picking up the pen. She glanced at her father, who gave her an encouraging nod. Resolutely, she signed her name, feeling a strange mix of dread and resolve.After signing, she looked up at her parents. “What happens if the Romanovs find out the baby isn’t Aiden’s and demand a refund?”Ruby’s face hardened. “Amelia, you worry too much. No one will find out, except for the three of us. And you know the consequences if you ever tell anyone else. Do you want to make this family poor for life? Do you want to spend the rest of your life behind bars?”Amelia shuddered at the thought, shrugging her shoul
“I promise,” Amelia said, her voice firm. “I’ll come back. This won’t change us.”Blaise nodded, though uncertainty lingered in his eyes. “Alright. I’ll trust you.”Blaise took Amelia into a long bear hug and they both sobbed in each other’s arms.The next morning, a sleek black car arrived at the Reyes household to take Amelia to the Romanov palace. She hugged her parents tightly, feeling a mix of resolve and anxiety.Ruby whispered in her ear, “Remember, this is for the future. Stay strong.”Amelia nodded, trying to draw strength from her mother’s words. As she settled into the car, she took a deep breath, ready to face whatever lay ahead.The car pulled up to the grand entrance of the Romanov estate. There were maids on ground there to greet her, her expressions that of relief and determination.“Welcome, ma’am,” her chief maid said, helping her out of the car. “Everything has been prepared for your stay.”“Thank you, ms....” Amelia replied waiting for her name, her voice steady.
Amelia, who had been nervously preparing herself in the bedroom, quickly put on an appealing net nightwear, hoping to rekindle Aiden’s interest. She hurried out to the living room, her heart pounding.When she saw Zia, she quickly pulled her coverall around her, trying to appear more modest. “Good evening, Aiden,” she greeted, her voice slightly breathless.“Amelia,” Aiden replied, his tone neutral. “I wanted to check up on you to see that you were fine, and Zia wanted to see you too.”Amelia smiled warmly, reaching out her hand towards Zia. “Hello, Zia.”But Zia, frightened, turned to her father and clung to him tightly. Aiden gently held her and cleared his throat. “Zia, it’s okay. No one can hurt you while I’m here.”Amelia, sensing the tension, lowered her hand and smiled softly. “Is there anything you need, Amelia? Anything not already provided?” Aiden asked, his voice courteous but distant.Amelia shook her head. “No, everything is fine. Thank you. I promise to let you know if
That evening, after the encounter with Blaise, Amelia felt a renewed sense of determination. She had to make this work, for the sake of her child and for the future she hoped to build.As she prepared for bed, there was a soft knock at her door. She hesitated for a moment, wondering who it could be at this late hour. Adjusting her robe, she went to open the door and found Zia standing there, holding a small stuffed bear.“Zia? What are you doing up so late?” Amelia asked, her voice gentle.Zia shuffled her feet, looking a bit embarrassed. “I had a bad dream. Can I stay with you for a while?”Amelia’s heart melted at the sight of the little girl. “Of course, sweetheart. Come in.”Zia entered the room, her eyes wide with curiosity. Amelia led her to the bed and tucked her in. “Do you want to talk about your dream?” Amelia asked, sitting beside her.Zia shook her head. “No, it’s okay. Can you just stay with me?”Amelia nodded, brushing a strand of hair from Zia’s face. “I’ll stay right h