Blake, please call me. There is something urgent you need to know.
Blake, I am pregnant.
Blake, there are three heartbeats.
The world seemed to tilt beneath my feet.
I reached for the porch railing.
Julian caught my elbow to steady me.
Blake noticed. Pain crossed his face, but he forced himself to continue.
“My office received them,” he explained. “They were never delivered to me.”
“Martin,” Julian said.
Blake se volvió hacia él. – Sí.
The name sounded like a sentence being passed.
Julian’s mouth tightened. “Why would my brother do this?”
Blake produced another document.
“Because six months before the divorce, Martin secretly purchased shares in my company through shell accounts. When Emma and I separated, the market panicked. He made a fortune shorting my stock before the news became public.”
Julian’s face went pale.
“He used the divorce.”
“He engineered it,” Blake replied.
I slowly shook my head. “The messages—”
