Becoming Strangers Again by Lily

Chapter 89

RYAN

Things werd exactly as Tespected them to go well except for the part where she demanded for one of the boys. I can't blame her for wanting to sur, she is just hurt by the turnout of events and when she is better and calmer, I will talk to her with hopes that the will change her mind.

Palling over on my driveway, I got out of the car and handed the key to one of my securities to park the car properly. I dragged my feet into the house, wondering how today ended up like this.

The day began on a high note, with the comforting aroma of Lily's presence enveloping me as I woke up, to be greeted by her standing naked in my bedroom. It continued smoothly with quality time spent with the boys. Yet, now I find myself grappling with the urgent task of preventing Lily from facing imprisonment and the revocation of her license.

Upon entering my bedroom, I made a beeline for the bar, seizing a bottle of scotch and drinking its contents straight from

the bottle.

My gaze drifted aimlessly around the vacant living room, my mind consumed by thoughts of how to save Lily from her predicament. If Angelo manages to procure the requested video and ensures the original copy is deleted, there might be a chance to save the situation and rescue Lily

In court, if you do not have a shred of evidence, you do not have a case.

I was about to move my gaze back to the scotch bottle when my eyes caught something on the white sofa.

Getting off my stool, I walked over to the sofa and picked up a silver bracelet that I was certain belonged to Lily because I had seen her wearing it a few times. It might have snapped off her wrist when I carried her to the bedroom.

Picking it up, I pocketed it, just in time for the front door to open. Angelo walked in, looking worried and stressed out as he always looks when things aren't going our way. "What is going on?" I asked him as I took another awing from my glass returning to the bar.

"The CCTV footage has taken by another individual who then proceeded to pay a significant sum to ensure the original recording was erased, Angelo disclosed, causing me to freeze with the glass hovering near my lips. I was equally taken aback, sir," he added in a subdued tone.

Setting the glass down slowly, I regarded him with a perplexed expression. "Could you elaborate further?" I prompted.

"Somebody beat us to it, Angelo clarified. "I had a talk with the management, offering a generous payment for the video, only to discover that it had already been deleted. When I inquired about the deletion, they informed me that another party had not only paid for a copy but also requested the deletion of the original footage."

My mind raced, narrowing down the potential culprits to just two individuals: my father and Stephanie. "Did you manage to obtain a name?" I inquired..

did ask, but they refused to tell me anything about it or mention names. Angelo responded, prompting

orchestrated the deletion of the video coerced the management into silence regarding their

punched in my father's number, enduring several rings

conversation if you promise to steer clear of

why I'm calling. Did you have a lund in the

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Chapter 89

at the

before my father responded, "What are

father was not one to shirk responsibility, especially not with me. Til speak

to reach Stephanie next, I dialed her number, only to be met with silence

for the door, only to be pursued by Angelo, who dashed after me in a frantic bid to prevent me from leaving him behind. "Where are you

replied tersely, my focus squarely on the task at hand as I ignited the engine and

asked, and when I didn't respond. he interpreted my silence as affirmation. "Please, sir, enlighten me on the situation so that I can assist you effectively,"

loss of her unborn child and significant damage to her

the windshield. This situation is a mess, sir," he muttered, stating the

don't have anything constructive to say, it's best to keep quiet," I snapped, my patience wearing thin, and to my relief. he complied, opting to maintain silence for the remainder of the journey to the

I parked the car and stormed into the elevator. I braced myself for what awaited me on Stephanie's ward. My father's security detail made no attempt to stop me, though I hadn't expected them to. Upon reaching Stephanie's room and flinging open the door, I

lost on me as I observed my mother's sudden presence, considering she hadn't bothered to visit when I was released from jail. Before I could utter a word, her furious stride carried her over to me, and with a resounding slap, she

my gaze back towards her, my hand clenching into a fist at my side. If you weren't my mother, I would have

"Don't degrade yourself by disrespecting me." I admonished, pushing her hand

disappointed in you, Ryan," she spat, her words dripping

retorted, my frustration boiling over. She was nothing more than an embodiment of parental

advancing towards me with a fiery glare, her fist clenched in anger. "A woman's future is in

about her, and I

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