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299. Get Lost!
Muna immediately flashed Franco a warning look.“Franco,” she said firmly, lowering her voice, “I thought we already discussed this.”He shrugged, unapologetic.“Yes, we discussed it,” he replied evenly. “But I still need to make it clear to her that she should count herself lucky you’re her granddaughter.” He folded his arms. “Imagine if it were someone else who treated me the way she did—and still expected me to be nice? That would never happen.”A faint smile curved his lips, but there was no warmth in it. He shifted his gaze back to Granny.Granny lowered her eyes, the earlier confidence fading from her face. Guilt settled heavily in her expression.She knew Franco was telling the truth.She had wronged him—deeply. In more ways than she could even fully remember. There were insults she had thrown casually, humiliations she had caused publicly, and wounds she hadn’t even realized she inflicted.She should indeed count herself fortunate.Fortunate that Franco loved Muna enough to ob
298. A Plan To Visit!
The night slipped by faster than Franco expected, and before he knew it, dawn had broken.Sleep hadn’t been kind to him. He had spent the entire night replaying everything that had happened the previous day—from the unexpected face-to-face encounter with Alyana to the little boy who had looked straight at him and called him Dad.His conscience burned.What was he supposed to believe now?Could Oscar truly be his son… or was this some cruel twist of fate?Franco dragged a hand over his face and shook his head sharply, as though he could physically fling the thought away.“I never did anything that would result in a pregnancy,” he muttered to himself. “He can’t possibly be my son.”That was what he kept telling himself.Or maybe… that was simply what he wanted to believe.But how long would he continue pretending to be the hero in his own version of the story?He needed the truth.Or perhaps he was terrified of what that truth might be.Standing beneath the shower, Franco pushed his wet
297. Strategically!
Hearing her mother’s question, Alyana lifted her chin and nodded.“Yes,” she said firmly. “That’s exactly what I plan on doing. Do you have a problem with that? Or is there something wrong with it?”Her mother let out a sharp breath, eyes blazing. “Of course there is!” she snapped, rising from her seat. She paced the room before turning back to Alyana. “The moment he finds out that Oscar is his child, he will fight for custody. And don’t deceive yourself into thinking he won’t win. He already won long before any hearing even begins!”Alyana’s lips parted, but no words came out. She simply lowered her gaze.Her mother stepped closer, her voice dropping but no less intense. “I thought we agreed,” she said, pointing a trembling finger at her daughter. “We were going to use Oscar against him. Use the boy to get back everything we deserve. That was the plan. It was understood.” She shook her head in disbelief. “So why are you trying to twist everything against us now?”Silence stretched be
296. What Is Your Plan?
Alyana froze at the hearing of what her son had asked her. Of all the possibilities she had imagined, this was the one she least expected. The name alone carried a weight she never wanted to acknowledge, much less hear spoken so casually by her child.Her chest tightened.That answer—that truth—was something she had prayed would never become a reality.Even with anger flashing briefly across her face, she forced herself to remain calm. She reached out, gripping Oscar’s small shoulders firmly, grounding both of them.“No, my dear,” Alyana said, her voice sharp but controlled. She shook her head once for emphasis. “He is not your Papa.”Oscar blinked, startled by the sudden firmness in her tone.Alyana softened immediately, pulling him into her arms as though shielding him from the very thought she was trying so desperately to bury.Alyana forced a smile, hoping that would end the conversation.But Oscar shook his head stubbornly, curls bouncing.“If he’s not my Papa,” he said earnestl
295. Is He My Papa?!
While Elena and her family’s suspicion still lingered, Alyana was already back home, her anger spilling into every corner of the house.The moment the door shut behind her, she paced the living room, her heels striking sharply against the tiled floor. The events at the party replayed in her mind—every stare, every whisper, every humiliating second. Her jaw tightened.But when she noticed Oscar watching her from the hallway, wide-eyed and silent, she forced herself to breathe.She couldn’t let him see this side of her. Not the frustration. Not the cracks.Turning to him, she softened her expression and walked over, brushing invisible lint from his shirt just to keep her hands busy.“Get some rest, my dear,” she said gently, smoothing his hair. “Mommy needs to think carefully about something, okay?”Oscar nodded, but the confusion in his eyes didn’t fade.He had questions—so many of them. The tension in the hall earlier had unsettled him. The way people looked at his mother. The strange
294. Let's Get The Plan Started!
Elena froze, shocked at her mother’s sudden outburst. Her chest heaved; she could barely catch her breath, desperate to break free from Rita’s tight grip.“What’s gotten into you, Mother?” Elena gasped, struggling against her mother’s hold.Rita’s eyes widened, her tone laced with drama. “What are you saying, Lena? Don’t you understand that walls have ears? What you just said… it could get you arrested—or worse. Especially now that Franco doesn’t love you anymore!”Elena recoiled, her voice trembling. “But what did I say wrong? I was only stating my own opinion—that Franco could be the father of the child. It’s nothing but my own line!”Rita tightened her grip briefly, her face pale with urgency. “And that opinion of yours can get you into serious trouble!” she said sharply. “Franco is a highly influential figure now. He can do anything, however he wants. Do you really think he’ll let something like this slide when you’re making such a huge allegation without any evidence?”Elena’s ha
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