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Chapter 582
Miranda waited until the weekend to tell Andre.She had planned it carefully—Saturday morning, after breakfast, when the apartment was quiet and they had nowhere to be. She made pancakes, his favorite, and poured orange juice into glasses that had been sitting in the cupboard for months. She wanted everything to feel normal. Safe. Like the conversation she was about to have wouldn't change everything.But Andre knew something was wrong the moment he saw her face.He set down his fork, his eyes narrowing. "Mom, what's going on?"Miranda took a breath. She had rehearsed this a hundred times in her head, but now that the moment was here, the words felt like stones in her throat."I need to tell you something," she said. "About your father."Andre's expression hardened. His jaw tightened. His hands curled into fists on the table."I don't have a father," he said."You do." Miranda's voice was steady, even though her hands were trembling beneath the table. "His name is Clifford Hills. He w
Chapter 581
The café was tucked away in a quiet corner of Georgetown—neutral ground, far from the courthouses and law firms where both of them had built their reputations. Miranda arrived early, as she always did, and chose a table in the back where she could see the door. Old habits. The habits of a woman who had learned never to be caught off guard.She ordered a coffee she didn't drink and waited.The door opened. Clifford Hills walked in.He was taller than she remembered—or maybe she had just forgotten. His hair was graying at the temples, his face more lined, but his eyes were the same. Warm. Uncertain. Searching the room until they found her.He crossed to the table. "Miranda.""Clifford."He sat down across from her. The waiter appeared. Clifford ordered black coffee, the same as her. Some things hadn't changed.They sat in silence for a long moment, both of them unsure where to start."You look well," Clifford finally said."Don't," Miranda said. "Don't pretend this is a social call."Cl
Chapter 580
Andre reached out and took her hand. His fingers were warm, steady, stronger than hers."You're the strongest person I know," he said. "You raised me alone. You built a career from nothing. You never gave up, no matter how hard things got." He squeezed her hand. "Whatever this is, you can handle it."Miranda's eyes glistened. "How do you know?""Because I know you." Andre smiled. "And because I'll be there with you. Every step of the way."Miranda pulled him into a hug, holding him tight. He didn't pull away. He never did.They sat like that for a long moment, mother and son, in the dark apartment that had never quite felt like home.When she finally pulled back, Miranda's eyes were dry. Her shoulders were straighter. Her heart was lighter."I love you," she said."I know." Andre smiled. "I love you too, Mom."She stood up, smoothing down her clothes. "I'm going to make us dinner. Something real. Not takeout."Andre's eyebrows rose. "You know how to cook?""I took a class once.""Once
Chapter 579
Miranda Cross walked through the door of her apartment and felt the weight of the day settle on her shoulders like a physical burden. The courtroom, the motion to dismiss, Wilfreda's visit—it all swirled in her mind, a storm of questions and doubts she couldn't shake.The apartment was dark, the curtains drawn against the evening light. The air was stale, untouched by life. For all her success, all her money, all her victories, Miranda had never learned how to make a home. The place was more like a showroom than a living space—pristine, elegant, and utterly devoid of warmth.She kicked off her heels, letting them clatter against the hardwood floor. Her feet ached. Her head ached. Her heart ached with something she couldn't name."Mom?"The voice came from the living room. Miranda's shoulders relaxed slightly—she had almost forgotten he was there. She walked toward the sound, her bare feet silent on the cold floor.Andre sat on the couch, a controller in his hands, the television scree
Chapter 578
The courtroom was packed as reporters filled the press gallery, their laptops open, their fingers poised over keyboards. Cameras lined the back wall, their red lights blinking. Spectators crowded the benches, whispering among themselves, craning their necks for a better view. The air was thick with anticipation.At the plaintiff's table, Ava sat composed and still, her dark hair pulled back, her suit sharp, her eyes fixed on the judge. Beside her, Chance sat with his hands folded, his jaw tight. He had wanted to be here because this was his fight too.At the defendant's table, Miranda Cross was a study in controlled power. She wore a cream-colored suit, her silver hair swept back, her face unreadable. She looked like she had been born in a courtroom, like she had never known a moment of doubt.Judge Patricia Holloway entered the room. The bailiff called the court to order. Everyone rose."Be seated," Judge Holloway said.She was a small woman, barely five feet tall, with sharp eyes an
Chapter 577
The news cycle shifted overnight as what had been a steady drumbeat of speculation about Julia's "secrets" suddenly became a legal drama, a heavyweight showdown between two of the most formidable legal teams in the country. The headlines blazed: "President's Attorney Takes on Stella Wayne." "Defamation Suit Could Reshape Election." "Ava Rennet vs. The Shark: Who Will Win?"Stella's campaign had responded quickly. Too quickly. Within hours of Ava's press conference, they had announced their legal team: a consortium of attorneys led by a woman named Miranda Cross—known in legal circles as "The Shark."Miranda Cross was a legend. She had defended corporations against class-action lawsuits, protected politicians from corruption charges, and once made a federal prosecutor cry during cross-examination. She was brilliant, ruthless, and utterly without sentiment."The Shark," Ava muttered when she heard the news. "Of course they hired The Shark."Gerald looked up from his laptop. "Is that bad
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