Chapter 388:

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The morning Raina was meant to start work, I had an important meeting, and neither of us had anywhere to leave the kids.

“You don’t need to worry. I’ll just stay home with them,” she offered, but I wasn’t having it.

“No, I’m not letting you miss your first day or run yourself ragged. Especially not today.”

“So what do we do?” she asked, frustrated.

“What about your grandparents?” I suggested.

She considered it, then nodded. Soon we were in the car, heading to the Graham mansion.

We dropped off the twins, and I made a point of unloading her right in front of Dominic, just to annoy him.

He gagged dramatically, feigning sickness.

“Ew. Can you two get a room?” he muttered, shaking his head as he walked off.

“Already have one,” I called after him. “She sleeps in it.”

𝘑𝗈𝗂ո 𝘁𝗁𝘦 𝘤𝗼m𝗆𝗎𝗇𝗶𝘵𝗒 𝖺t 𝗀aln𝘰𝗏𝗲𝗅𝘀.𝖼о𝘮

Raina flushed, punching my chest lightly. “You’re terrible.”

“Only for you,” I said with a wink, kissing her again.

She laughed, walking off to Dominic’s car before he pulled out and drove them off. I watched until they disappeared around the corner, then headed to my own car.

The meeting ran long, longer than I expected.

I’d planned to swing by and take her to lunch, but by the time I checked my watch, it was well past. By the time I finally wrapped up, it was closing time.

I left the office and stopped by hers, hoping to catch her, but her secretary said she’d already left with Dominic.

My chest tightened briefly, but I brushed it off. Dominic was family.

I pulled out my phone and called her.

It rang once. Twice. No answer.

That wasn’t like her.

I dropped the phone into the seat beside me and drove straight to the Graham mansion. The moment I pulled up, I saw red and blue lights flashing against the walls.

Police cars.

My stomach dropped. I barely registered parking, barely felt my feet hit the ground as I sprinted toward the house, dread pooling in my gut.

The kids. Raina.

God, please, not them.

I ran through the gates, praying, and that’s when I saw her.

She was in tears, eyes red, face streaked.

“Raina.”

She looked up, and the moment I reached her, I pulled her into my arms and let her cry. She didn’t say a word, just clung to my shirt, sobbing into my chest.

“I’m here, baby,” I whispered. “I’ve got you. What happened?”

She still couldn’t speak, but right then I saw a maid being escorted out of the house.

Dominic walked over, jaw tight, barely holding back his fury.

“She was caught trying to poison the babies,” he said, clipped. “We found her mixing something into the milk Raina had pumped. Under questioning, she confessed. Said she wanted them gone.”

My heart stopped, then slammed back to life, pounding hard enough to hurt.

I looked back at the maid as she was dragged toward the police car, screaming.

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