The Ex-con Queen Strikes Back novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5 The Heiress Revealed?

Skylar quickly unbuttoned Adam’s shirt, her hands moving fast to start emergency care.

Elianna stood frozen, her mind spinning.

Adam had been gone all night; if anything happened to him, Yosef would lose it.

While Elianna stared, Skylar held Adam close, her fingers pressing gently but firmly in a steady rhythm.

Moments later, Adam’s eyes fluttered open. “Mommy… Mommy…” he mumbled.

He reached for Skylar, but her gaze turned cold, stopping him in his tracks.

“You’re Yosef’s son,” Skylar said, her voice even, hiding the turmoil inside. “The Campbell heir will get the best care money can buy.”

Elianna snapped out of her trance, smirking.

“Of course he will. He’s my son with Yosef—his pride and joy.” She shot Skylar a nasty look. “Unlike you.”

She tilted her head, her tone full of mockery. “But, Skylar, I didn’t think you’d pick up tricks in prison. What’s this, a fallback plan so you don’t end up begging on the streets?”

“Don’t worry,” she added, her smile mean. “If you crawl back to the Stones and beg, they might let you clean their floors.”

Elianna’s confidence soared now that Adam was okay.

She started throwing insults with glee, her face glowing with smug satisfaction.

“Slap!” A sharp sound rang out as Skylar’s hand connected with Elianna’s cheek.

“You… you hit me?” Elianna gasped, holding her face, shock and anger twisting her expression.

Skylar’s face stayed calm. “I just saved your kid’s life. Consider that your payment for it.”

Elianna lunged, ready to claw back, but both their phones buzzed at the same time.

Skylar glanced at her screen: a text. Mr. Lambert was awake.

Elianna’s phone rang, and Yosef’s voice came through, sharp with blame.

“Adam… he’s fine, Yosef, I’ve got him,” Elianna purred, her voice sickeningly sweet. “Nothing’s wrong, I swear…”

Skylar’s stomach turned at the fake tone.

She turned and walked away, eager to get out of there.

Adam tried to follow, but Elianna pulled him back, her glare keeping him in place.

Skylar stepped into the elevator, heading downstairs.

As the doors opened, a man in a tailored suit brushed past her.

The faint scent of his cologne, sandalwood and spice, hit her like a flashback.

Her breath caught, her chest tightening. She knew it was him.

As the elevator doors closed, Skylar realized her fists were clenched, nails digging into her palms.

Her heart raced, betraying her.

‘Still? After everything?’ She asked herself as she forced a bitter smile. Good thing she was wearing a mask covering her face.

Inside the elevator, Yosef’s brow creased. ‘That woman… something about her feels painfully familiar.’

“Stop,” he ordered, his voice sharp. “Go back to that floor.”

His assistant paused, confused. “Sir, your son’s upstairs…”

“Do it!” Yosef snapped.

Seconds later, the elevator opened again, but the woman was gone.

Yosef pressed a hand to his temple, a dull headache pulsing.

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