Brandon’s POV.The moment I switched on my phone after my flight landed, I received a message from dad about the attack on society. And the worst news was Sophia wasn’t inside, just like I had said to her.Damn it.It meant those dogs were keeping track of each and every activity of mine. And there, I thought that they were not attacking me or at my place, yet then they might have dropped the idea of harming Sophia to get their hands on his family members.Now, FOUR of his brothers and 27 loyal hunters of his father were dead. Whoever was planning this was killing each child of Ethan by their age. The eldest died first, then the second eldest, and so on. The second youngest was Oliver and then Sophia.I couldn’t help but wonder how weak the strategies of Ethan were until now.I meant he wasn’t able to kill one single opponent of his enemies.Was he being serious?Was he really going to do a favor to dad by killing their enemies?Hell, I doubt that he could even save his children.And

Brandon’s POV.“Are you going to take years to find a newborn baby with matching details?” I asked Bruce over the call, getting irritated with each passing of time.“O Hello! You have asked to get a baby, not a matching nail polish which I get any moment.”, he snapped.“Even dad and I are onto this. Hopefully, we find such a baby soon.”, I added, to let him know that even we hadn’t found anything.“And there I had heard that you married her just to keep her safe.”“And that was I doing.”“Keep lying that to yourself. Bye, I will talk about it later.”, Saying this, he disconnected the call.I used the money to hide all the evidence that Sophia’s baby died before she was brought to the hospital. I didn’t care; I was throwing money like water. All I knew was that I couldn’t let anything happen to Sophia.*After five hours more!!“One of the owners of Orphanage found a baby matching just like we want.”, Dad said on the conference call to both Bruce and me. “She is a day old, and her par

Sophia’s POV.After a while, the doctor walked in and checked my status. Even though AC was on in my room, I was sweating badly, and the pain was doing no good. The doctor checked my blood pressure and shook his head.“Did she again take any stress?”, He asked dad, to which he reluctantly agreed. “Keep try to her away from all this, or you will be responsible for anything that happens next.”“Did you eat something, Mrs. Haysbert?”, The doctor asked, on which I shook my head. “Please, something after that, only you can have your medicine, and I will suggest you not to take so much stress; it’s not good for you.”, he said, looking at me and then turning his head to look at dad again. “I don’t the complete matter, Mr. Haysbert. I will just suggest that you either drop that topic or hide it or do anything else, just not raise it again and again. The baby died… I mean, almost died because of it.”“I will try my best.”, Dad said, nodding his head, and just after a few seconds, Martha enter

Sophia’s POV . “Sophia.” he smiled widely and came near me, looking at Caroline. “Is she your daughter?” “Yes!!” I nodded with a smile. “Pre-mature delivery?” he asked, to which I nodded my head. “She is beautiful but…”, He complimented and then looked at me. “.... definitely doesn’t look like your daughter. Because neither did she take on you or your boyfriend, aka husband.” I narrowed my eyes at his choice of words, and then he started grinning, “I was just joking.” “I hate this type of ridiculous joke. Moreover, she is my daughter whether she looks like me or not. And he is my husband, not my boyfriend.” “You mean your boyfriend disappeared and never returned back until now?” “Yeah!” I nodded my head. “But my daughter is lucky to have him, and I can guarantee that she won’t have got this much love from her real father that she is receiving from Brandon. All I know is that blood may be thicker than water, but love is thicker than anything.” “I second that.” he smiled. “I’m s

Sophia’s POV . I was about to say something so that they could leave each other’s hands, but before I would have said anything, my daughter started crying. In no time, Brandon left Henry’s hand and walked toward Caroline. He reached near her and picked her in his arms. “What happened, Princess, hmm?” Brandon asked, and Caroline stopped crying the very next moment. ‘Thank you, Caro! You unknowingly helped your mom.’ I mentally thanked my daughter. “I think I should leave instead of being the third wheel in a family.” Henry smiled, on which I smiled back at him and nodded. We gave each other a side hug before he left. The moment I turned toward Brandon, he was throwing daggers with his eyes at Henry and looked extremely pissed. He started walking toward our building, taking Caroline in his arms while I followed him rolling the empty stroller. I was positive that he wouldn’t speak anything, so I initiated the conversation when we entered the elevator. “You know, that was rude. You