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Cecilia 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗮 𝗥𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗼𝗻 (𝗗𝗶𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗠𝗼𝗺) Excuse all mistakes😏
"Are you mad at me?" Lefty questioned in fear.
"Mad...? No honey i'm furious, you didn't do what I ordered you to do." I put my wine glass down and faced him. "What happened?" I noticed his wound.
"Just when I was about to pull the trigger, Dior shot me in the stomach..."
"Okay and? You should've shot that bitch right back..." I spoke in a duh tone, I don't understand how Dior stopped his slow ass, if he really wanted the money I was offering he would've did what had to be done with no hesitation.
"It wasn't that easy bro... Killing Pop would've been nothing to me but I actually care about Dior, I wouldn't do anything to hurt her"
"Bullshittt" I laughed hysterically. "If you really cared about her you would've told her about us and that I didn't force you to do anything...you chose to do this for money sweetie..."
"Listen-"
"Fuck all that i'm not listening to shit you have to say, you didn't do what I asked you to do so I have no choice but to put the evidence I have against you out." I shrugged.
"And I have no choice but to tell Dior that her baby is actually alive"
"What?" I spoke in disbelief, how did he even know.
"When I first heard about you aborting Dior's baby, I instantly thought what grandmother would ever do that to their grandchild, and then I thought back to when I heard about you and your husband trying for a baby, thats when it all came together."
"The baby is dead you got this all wrong-"
"Nah bro, when I walked past the infermany I saw a premie baby on some tubes, the sign for him said Ryanson room 112, the room Dior was in."
I had to keep everything about that baby a secret. I've been trying for years to get pregnant again since my first two kids failed me so when i found out Dior was having one i took the opportunity, she wasn't really 5 months, she was around 8 so the baby was fine, just born prematurely.
"You can't tell anybody-"
Before I could even finish my sentence Carter stormed in the room.
"Where the fuck is my sister at!" He spoke angrily.
"Oh you didn't hear?" I asked with a slight smile.
"Hear what?" His leg shook impatiently.
"Bashar took her home with him" I shook my head. "I'm surprised she didn't reach out to her loving big brother that she cared so much about" I laughed sarcastically.
