~Maya’s POV~
Without Zion, life has been challenging. All I want right now is to find Kelly and imprison her. No, but not until I hurt her where it hurt the most. She just can’t go to jail and forget what she did to my husband and daughter. She has to pay. I am well aware that she has the support of her family, but I am a woman on a mission. The doctor informed us that she would be visiting him this morning. The entire day, both Lucas and I have been waiting for a call from the doctor.
“Lucas, do you trust the doctor? I can’t wait any longer. I want justice for my husband and daughter.”
“Maya, I beg you to kindly take a deep breath. Everything will work out for the best in the end.” Mishka said as she stroked my back with her back.
It’s been challenging living without Zion, Mishka. I want that idiot to get out of his slumber. I really miss him.”
“I am aware, sweetie,” Come here. She hugged me and a call came from Lucas’s phone. As he turned his head and glanced at Mishka and me, I noticed that he was smiling.
“It’s done, but now I’m worried. How can we be sure that Kelly would be doing here?”
As I listened to Lucas’s statement, a grin crossed my face. People like Kelly are familiar to me on a deep level. She had a strong desire to hold the title of Lady Archer and had resorted to underhanded tactics to achieve her goal.
“Well, there hasn’t been any news regarding Zion in the past two or three months. Kelly had the ambition to one day become Lady Archer. When she learns that she is pregnant, what do you think she will do with that information? Of course, she is the most foolish person in the history of the world. She would want to shove it in my face that she’s pregnant with Zion and start arguing that she’s entitled to something.”
“Claiming things?”
“She would, of course, with no doubt claim that I took Zion from her and I should leave Zion alone. They are looking to get their hands on the Archer inheritance.
“She’s moving in this direction.”
“Check to see that each of the cameras is functioning properly. I will have to get her statement today.” I looked across at Mishka and asked her, “Mishka, could you please play the reception lady today and buy me some more time?” I want to be sure I do the right thing.”
“Of course, I would love to teach a woman a lesson.” She came to a halt and gave me a worried glance before turning her attention back to me. “Are you sure you are going to be fine with that woman alone?”
“I’m used to dealing with eccentric women like Kelly. Don’t worry about me.” I assured her.
I observed Mishka and Lucas as they walked out of the office. I positioned myself behind my desk and tested each camera’s microphone before moving on to the next. I stepped forward and brought out the reception screen. While I wait for Kelly, it didn’t take long for Kelly to walk in and head straight to the private elevator, but she returned to the reception area. I couldn’t help but giggle since I knew that Mishka was going to enjoy herself with her. Even while it makes me chuckle, I really miss my family. I wanted my husband home with me, and Kelly decided to take him away from us. No one knows what drug she gave him or even where the drug is coming from. I was listening to Miska teaching Kelly some manners. I was busy thinking of the right questions to ask her. After I had finished getting ready, I sent Mishka a message. Following that, I overheard Kelly offering her apology to Mishka. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that someone like Kelly Martins would ever apologize for anything. I suppose pregnancy has a transformative effect on people.
“Lucas, is everyone ready?” Lucas nodded. I sat behind the desk, waiting for the woman who held the key to my husband’s life. I hope that skank knows what she gave to him. Without a knock, Kelly flung the door to my office open. I pretended to be busy with some paperwork without even sparing her a glance.
“You must think highly of yourself, being Lady Archer and also the president of the Archer group.” I didn’t answer. I continued with what I was pretending to be doing to make her vomit more of her puke.
“Bitch, I’m talking to you. Did you ever think that you would take my Archie away from me and I would sit back and watch? I’m sorry to be the one to break it to you, but your time as Lady Archer is drawing to a close. I am currently carrying Archie’s child, and I have a strong feeling that we are going to have a son. My son will eventually take control of the entire Archer empire, and your sons will be forced to watch in disbelief as my son seizes what is justly his.
I was caught off guard when she brought both of my sons to this. Maybe I should remind her that she raped my husband to get pregnant, and that is an offense. I stopped writing and gazed at her as I set the pen down.
“Pregnant, getting a son? How did you get pregnant?” I watched as her expression shifted. Then realization dawns on her that she made the wrong move.
“I-It doesn’t matter. What matters is that I’m pregnant!”
“Really, did my husband willingly sleep with you, or were you blackmailing him to sleep with you?”
“How I slept with Archie doesn’t matter; what matters is that I am pregnant with Archie’s baby.”
“A bastard baby.”
“Don’t you dare call my baby a bastard!” She yelled.
What do you call children that are born to parents who are not married? Do you want me to remind you that you raped a man who was married? You drugged and raped my husband. Just in case you have forgotten.
“What exactly did you anticipate? Because his cock wouldn’t cooperate, I had to drug him and then have my way with him. Thus the answer is yes to both of those questions. Naturally, he had no recollection of it, but he did screw with my pussy pretty well. I really must say. My Archie knows how to worship a woman.” That one comment was plenty to rip her throat out, but I had to keep a calm expression on my face so that I could gather sufficient information. After that, I went over to talk to her, but I eventually found myself leaning against my desk. At least I’ve got her admitting to raping him and drugging him. I want to know what drug she used.
You got what you wanted, which was to sleep with him, and now you are pregnant as a result of that. But if that’s the case, then why are you here? To ruffle my feathers because I seriously doubt that’s the reason you’re here.”
“Smart girl. It is my request that you step down from your position as president of the Archer Group. I want you to divorce Zion because he was never yours in the first place.”
“And why should I do that? To please you?”
“Do that, or I will tell the police that you shot him the night he slept with me because you couldn’t stand the fact that Zion wanted me, not you.”
I found myself laughing hysterically. “I must leave my husband for you. You took my daughter hostage and then blackmailed my husband into having sexual relations with you so that we could get our daughter back. You subjected my daughter to unspeakable torment at every available opportunity. Because of your envy, you tormented a baby who was just 2 weeks old. You are saying that my husband loves you, right?” I couldn’t help but let out another peal of laughter. “Well, if he really loves you, why is it that he chose to make me his wife instead of you?”