Third person's POVSarah enjoys the night with Frank and his mother, whose name is Maria. Maria enjoys Sarah staying with them for the night. Sarah is not a spoilt brat as Maria thought. She enjoyed that Sarah enjoyed her food. She never thought a woman as wealthy as Sarah would enjoy plain lasagna. However, she plans to go to Sarah's father the following morning. She believes that Sarah's father is judging Sarah unnecessarily. She believes that Shara has changed. She can see the way Sarah is looking at her son. She knows that Sarah is not a bad person and that Sarah will become a great mother. But it is time for her father to stand behind her. She knows she is not a wealthy woman and knows that Sarah's father will probably chase her away. She does not care. She will wear her best clothing and see him tomorrow at his office. She doesn't know how she will be received. However, she does not care. She wants to meet Sarah's father and tell him to go easy on his daughter as she tries to ch

Frank's POVI know I will have to tell Chase I am seeing Sarah again. I know he does not trust Sarah, and I fear it will jeopardize my job. I love working with a little Connor. I hope that Chase understands. I hope he can forgive Sarah like Belinda has. I don't want to get my hopes up. If Chase does not want me to work for him again, I do not know what I will do. I know my boss is hard and does not quickly forgive somebody. However, I am sure you will forgive Sarah if Belinda forgives her. As I walk into his office, Belinda sits with him, drinking coffee. She smiles up at me, and he frowns. I am head of his security at the moment. My priority is to ensure Conner's safety. It is in the morning job, but I put the best men we have at the school, and I think Chase is concerned because I am not there. I made an appointment with him, but I am glad Belinda is there."You do not have to worry, Sir. Connor is in the best hands. The guards at his school are well-trained and some of our best men

Belinda's POVI know how Connor and Chase had panicked when little Mason was born. So when I start getting birth pains, I don't think I should alert them and make them panic. Nick and Amanda will be busy with the baby, so I do not want to disturb them. It is still early in the morning, and I know it will take a while before I give birth. So I get up out of bed while Chase is still sleeping. I call one of the servants to help me put all the bags and stuff in the car. We move as quietly as possible. The servant looks at me worried. I know they are all concerned about me. I want to get everything in place before the two men in my life wake up and start panicking. I don't want them to run around like crazy chickens that have been spooked. I know how much Chase and Connor love me, and I love them as much as they love me. Everything is loaded, and the car is ready before the front door. I go back into the room and shake Chase awake. "What is wrong, baby?" Chase asks. He is still a little s

Chase's POVConnor and I walk into the room where they have made Belinda and Little Bella comfortable. Connor walks to his little sister lying in a crib beside Belinda's bed. He peeks in and looks up at Belinda and me. The expression on his face says everything. He is not impressed with how his sister looks at this moment. We all know that babies do not look as beautiful when they are born as when they get a week or two older. Well, most babies, some babies are born pretty. "We should have called the Beast instead of Bella," Connor mumbles to himself. At that moment, Bella starts crying."I was just kidding. You are beautiful. You are Bella. Don't cry. You will look ugly when people come and look at you. Mommy, Daddy, help! She cannot cry. It would make her face puffy, and she would look worse. You must remember that many people in the waiting room are ready to see her. Can't we hide her face of something until she becomes more beautiful? I will tell everybody that the doctor said no

Chase's POVThe days have gone by fast. Today, I'm going to pick up my daughter and my wife from the hospital. I have learned my lesson and will never give Connor so much sweets again. When I reached my parents' house, they looked like they were just in World War Two. The poor servants looked tired. The gardener was still busy filling the hole that Connor dicked. Their house was in chaos. Connor was fast asleep. None of us wanted to wake him up, so we let him sleep until the following day. I just came from visiting Belinda and Bella. Connor's room was full of mud, but we were afraid to wake the little menace. We closed the door to the room and let him sleep. The following morning, Connor got up in an awful mood, like someone who had a hangover. I had to tell Belinda everything that night when Connor and I saw her and Bella. Belinda laughed at me and told me never to give him too much sweets again. I had to admit to her that we had to clean his room the following day and put him in a