Their conversations played loud and clear.
Finally, there was the recording of Liam
telling the doctor to remove my uterus. My
baby’s death. And the juicy detail of Liam
wanting me to raise Madison’s bastard.
Liam was shaking, his face ashen.
Natalie knew everything.
He thought she was too grief–stricken to
notice, but she was protecting her baby with
her life, waking up early on the table.
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The thought twisted his stomach.
His mind went blank. Everything faded away,
and all that was left was Natalie’s face, and
his baby…
He saw him once. He was beautiful, like
Natalie.
He’d snuffed out his own flesh and blood.
The crowd gasped, buzzing with outrage.
“Oh my god! This is something I’ve only seen
on TV! He killed his own kid for a mistress?
The Quaid family is going down!”
“The Chens are just as bad. They never loved
their own daughter. They spent millions on
Madison’s birthday every year, but never even
got Natalie a card.”
“Madison is a pro. She took the real heiress’s
parents as a child, and now she’s stealing her
husband. The real heiress couldn’t beat her.”
Madison paled, glancing at Liam, her eyes
pleading.
“Liam, did I kill my sister? Why is this
happening? I never wanted to hurt you guys.”
Liam ignored her, lunging at the ambulance
as it closed its doors. But Connor grabbed
him, smashing a fist into his face.
His eyes bloodshot, Connor’s face dripped
hate.
“You scum! You killed my sister! I’ll kill you!”
“You waffled between Madison and Natalie,
and my sister paid for it! I’ll kill you!”
His fists pounded Liam’s face.
Liam didn’t move.
