Chase's POV It is time that Belinda and I started investigating the circumstances in which her mother's death occurred. Now that she has kicked them all out of her properties, we can continue investigating what happened to her mother. I know that the case investigator must have been corrupted or paid off. We cannot go to him. We will have to go to another investigator and ask him to reopen the case and look into her mother's death. Perhaps I had something on him. I do not know if he's even in the police force anymore. I know a few investigators and have a few friends in the police. I will have to talk to Belinda about it after we spend the first night together in our room. She allowed me to stay in her room. We now cannot return to separate rooms because of Conner. The sex is excellent, and I know Belinda enjoys it as much as I do. However, she never utters a word of love. I know I love her, and I will never let her go. However, I do not know how she feels about me. We will have to

Amanda's POV I am curious where I stand and hear Jake's accusations against me. How dare he tell the world that I am not expecting his child? I know that I have been sleeping with other people. However, that does not allow him to humiliate me like this in public. Please don't assume that it is my fault that he is not a good lover or husband. I know he has been craving for Belinda ever since he left her. How do you live with her husband, who longs for another woman? He has always told me he made his biggest life mistake by taking me and leaving Belinda. I cannot believe his cruelty to me—throwing all our dirty laundry like this in front of the public. I thought he loved me, but I am sure he has never loved me. He always loved Belinda. I wouldn't say I like anything about this situation I am in. "How dare you? Amanda is my daughter, and you are slandering her in front of everybody. You cannot talk, Jake Green. Everybody knows that you have always been in love with Amanda's sister, Bel

Amanda's POV I drive to Belinda's office. I hope she will see me. I would not want to see me if I were her. But there is nothing else I can do but go to her and talk to her. I know my mother took the money from my in-laws. If they think I'm going to get rid of the baby, they are making a big mistake. I will take my child, and I will raise him myself. I do not care anymore what people think of me. And I do not care who the father of this child is as long as I know he is mine. I keep thinking of the child as a boy, but it can be a little girl, and I do not care as long as the child is healthy. I stop in front of Belinda's office. There are tears in my eyes as I go to the reception. "Mrs Green, how can I help you?" The receptionist asks, and I can see that she has a smile. I know that she saw the press conference. Many people are delighted that I have come to a fall. I do not care. I know I am not a good lawyer at all. Today, I have just faced myself. And I realized that I am not as gre

Belinda's POV I tested Amanda and put her in a small office with not much of a view, but she did not complain and looked happy as she started to settle in. I let her wait a long time. I want to see if she gets bored. I am surprised when I see a few files on her desk in her office. I look at the files and see there are some boring, minor cases that no one wants. Amanda is concentrating on the files in front of her and does not realize I am standing at the door looking at her working. She's reading through the case files. Now and again, she gets on the computer and looks at something. Is she researching those small cases? Well, it's a start. "Oh, Hi Belinda. I did not see you there. I went to Helgard Schumer and asked him if there was something I could do for him. I don't think he likes me much. He gave me all these boring cases, but I find him fascinating as I am researching these cases for the first time. I must admit I never studied my previous cases, as I was always counting on m

Chase's POV As I am kissing Belinda, my phone rings. I do not want Belinda to go, but she's pushing me away. I guess I will have to answer my bloody phone. Why do people always call at the wrong time? This is not fun at all. I am not delighted with right now with whoever is calling. I grab my phone and answer it without looking at who it is. The better be important. I am not happy right now! "What?" I answer rudely, and Belinda looks at me like I am the most evil person in the world. "I'm sorry, Mr Stone. Did I catch you at a bad time?" Jerry, my detective friend, answers. "No. Sorry, Jerry, I was just in the middle of something. Do you have any news about the car?" I ask. "Yes, the forensics team that went over the car found that someone did tamper with the vehicle. Not only just the brakes. However, we found no trace of Henry Jones or his wife being involved. It will be challenging to prove they tampered with the car," Jerry says. "What if I tell you that I have proved that