Chapter 252 Unfinished Ties
Chapter 252 Unfinished Ties
Only now did the weight of her announcement hir Trent. By declaring this pregnancy she had chained them together. Does that mean there can be no ending for Sidonie and me–just because she’s carrying my child?
Laura’s laugh rang out, razor–thin. “Well, isn’t this hilarious? Congratulations, Trent–you’re about to be a father. When you and that bitch pick a wedding date, be sure to invite me. I’ve got a very special ‘gift‘ ready.”
Trent stood rooted to the floor, as though a sheet of ice had swallowed him whole.
Impossible. A baby? So soon? He replayed the nights with Sidonie–there had only been a handful.
“Let’s go,” Quinn said, her voice steady.
Seeing her turn, Trent lunged forward. “Quinn, I-”
A pair of Julius‘ men stepped between them, stopping Trent in his tracks.
Julius took Quinn’s hand and guided her toward the exit. Behind them, Harlan frowned, then followed in
silence.
Laura shot Trent a look dripping with contempt.
“How dare you talk to Quinn after everything you did?” she said. “You and Sidonie are really a perfect match. You leeched off Quinn’s hard work, funneled the money she earned straight to Sidonie under the pretense of paying back some heroic debt. Now your so–called savior has turned the tables on you. Enjoy the taste.”
With that, Laura rolled her eyes and strode out of the station.
Inside the station Trent glanced at Sidonie–designer coat, sparkling jewels–every piece bought with his money. Money, he realized with a tremor, that Quinn had helped him earn.
He had never grasped how indispensable Quinn was until she left the company. Chaos followed her departure, and Sidonie had even siphoned off the last loan–about fifty million.
The thought leeched the remaining color from his face, leaving him ashen, his face paler than Sidonie’s.
As the officers led Sidonie toward the interrogation room, she twisted back and shouted, “Trent, I’m carrying your child–you can’t abandon me!”
Trent kept his eyes pinned to Sidonie, as if he could burn the truth out of her with sheer will, yet for every name she hurled at him, he offered not a single syllable in return.
Only after the officers led her through the door to the interrogation room did the tension snap. Hees buckled, his head dropped, and a/ragged laugh spilled loose–soft at first, then rising into somethi and jagged.
It sounded less like amusement than a man mocking the wreckage of his own choices!…
After they left the precinct, Quinn, Laura, Julius, and Harlan found a quiet restaurant and slipped into a corner booth
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Chapter 252 Unfinished Ties
“What’s your plan now?” Laura asked, fingers curled around a steaming mug that sent faint spirals of hear toward the ceiling.
“I’ll wait for the military’s report. They recovered Rowan’s drone, and the last footage places him inside that warehouse fire. The team is re–examining everyone who was injured and-”
Quinn’s voice caught. If I say “dead” it will make his death real. She pressed her lips together, refusing to finish the word.
Laura nodded. “When the military steps in, things move fast. They have access to files civilians never event see.”
“But what if their report still finds no trace of him?”
“Then I’ll go back to the border–one more trip if that’s what it takes,” Quinn said.
Laura sighed. Rowan had been missing for five years, and Quinn had already made three trips to that lawless frontier in search of him.
“Then I’m coming with you,” Laura declared.
“I appreciate it, but the trip could drag on for weeks, maybe months. You have a company to run, and I only just joined. If I vanish again, the office will be stranded.”
“Please, your brother matters more than spreadsheets. You’ve already given me more with your proposals than I deserve. I’m just worried about you traveling there alone,” said Laura.
She knew Quinn could handle herself, yet the border was unpredictable–one wrong turn and even the strong vanished without a trace.
Julius rested a hand on the table. “She won’t be alone. I’ll go with her, so set your mind at ease.”
