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The bullet struck Natasha in the back, and she fell to the ground, a gasp escaping from her lips.
The vial slipped from her fingers, and rolled away
William’s rage didn’t however decrease. He made his way towards her, and he watched her gasp for air, her eyes filled with terror.
“You wanted to kill my son?” William scoffed, his voice cold and dreadful. “This is where your plans end”
e in the head
He raped the gun agam and tired, not giving her a chance to even beg for her life as he shot her square in
The room fell silent, save for the Tant echo of the shot. Natasha’s lifeless body lay sprawled on the floor, her wide eyes open and still William didn’t however bother with her, as she was the least of his worries.
He turned to Antonio, who remained motionless on the floor, and he rushed to his son.
“Antonio,” he called out, shaking his son in an effort to wake him up. However, Antonio didn’t even stir,
He realized he was wasting time by trying to wake Antonio up when he had already been poisoned and so, he pulled out his phone. Without wasting t time, he
he dialed the family doctor.
staring at
The doctor was p
paid a lot of money to be at their beck and call, and so getting there even though it was late wasn’t going to be a problem. “Get 10 Antonio’s house immediately. He’s been poisoned”
The doctor then inquired if there was anything that could give him an idea of what antidote he was supposed to bring
William immediately searched for the vial, after which he read out what he saw on the bottle to the doctor.
The doctor arrived minutes later, carrying a small case.
William directed him to Antonio, his expression grim as he explained the situation after giving the doctor the vial to go through it
“How long has it been since it was administered to him?” The doctor began to inquire.
him.
“I’d say roughly about twenty minutes,” he made an estimate. “But it was meant to kill him slowly. Do you have anything that can counteract it
“I do”
The doctor then worked quickly, administering an injection while William watched in tense silence, his mind racing.
He hoped it wasn’t too late, as lie would never be able to forgive himself if Antonio didn’t survive.
“Now what happens? Is he going to be alright?” William inquired after the doctor had finished
“He should be. We’ll have to wait and ser
Gradually, Antonio’s breathing evened out, and lus color began to
“He should be fur.” the doctor said. “But he’ll need rest.
so br’s good“.
Whatever
it didn’t have time to fully take effect. Like you said, the vial was a slow
lised on Antonio.
William defi’t realer how in entire body had been shaking until he sank into a chair, his eyes li As Autorin began to stir
when his son woke up there would be question, quications he wasn’t sure he had the strength to answer as he was still trying to calm himself down
from the adrenaline rush of aliticon hanking Antonio.
“Theard her admit everything–how she had planned to kill you as revenge for both her father and Micheal Shaw, after which she would take everything you owned” William continued, his voice heavy.
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“acted to protect you. Antonio. At that moment, I saw red as my only child was more harm. Then I called the doctor and gave you the antidote
danger and Escuted blood. I shot her before she could do any
Antonio’s mind went wild as he took in what his father had said. No one except Natasha, him and her family knew about her ties to Micheal
The fact his father knew was big, and he had wondered from time to time how he ended up on the floor when he had fallen asleep in the dining
table.
Could it be true! Or was this just another one of his father’s manipulations?
“You’re l lying! Antonio accused William, but even his own voice betrayed him.
William did in fact not look like he was lying, and Antonio felt a wave of guilt wash over him.
Was this why he had refused to accept any explanation from William for two years?
It was easy to blame his father and hate him, as that made it less burdening for him to have to deal with the fact that Natasha was gone.
Instead of dwelling on Natasha’s death, he would always choose to channel that energy on hating his father.
However, finding out it had been for nothing was appalling. His father hadn’t been the bad guy all along. It was Natasha? The one whom he considered a friend
“I’m not,” William said calmly.
“Why didn’t you tell him for over two years!!” Alicia asked in anger.
“I did try to tell him. Multiple times actually, but he refused to listen and when I found out that he started having insomnia and panic attacks. I stopped thinking him hating me would help him get over them.”
“It didn’t completely help me.” Antonio fired at his father.
-But it did a bit. And about you losing the child, I apologize but with the way she spoke about Michael that night, there’s a high chance that baby might not have been yours,” William stated.
With what his father had revealed, that was a possibility.
His two years of hatred has been for nothing, and he had missed out on two years of having a normal relationship with his father.
“You said Jeremy knows about Natasha. Why is he snooping around?” William asked as he remembered what had led to the conversation they had just had
“He sold Zabelle. He and Vanessa had been trying to cause a rift between Zabelle and I, Antonio stated.
Maybe it was best they k
knew so they could help in getting Jeremy and Vanessa off his an
He was very much capable of handling them, but a few extra hands wouldn’t hurt.
his and Zabelle’s back.
“Zabelle didn’t know?” Alicia asked. “No, I didn’t tell and not a word to her,” he said to his mother
“If Jeremy is trying to use this, then it’s best you i tell her, a
as I wouldn’t be happy if I had to find out from another.”
Alicia suddenly froze mid–sentence as her eyes focused on something.
Antonio wondered what had made his mother freeze as he followed Alicia’s line of sight.
in the doorway of the kitchen.
and a cold slaver ran down i
his spine when he saw Zabelle standing in ression was a mix of dork, confusion, and something deeper hurt.
No, no, not Antonis yelled in his hea
Zabelle lips parted slightly, mad
Fuck, she had beard everything!
she was processing what she had just heard
“Zabelle. We you.” Alavia tried to say something to defuse the tension, but she was unable t “No” Zabelle’s voice was soft but firin. She shook her head, trying to 2/3
to come up with anything.
to strady herself. “I didn’t mean to cavesdrop. 1-1 came to see you, I, and then I
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heard. I didn’t hear anything.”
Antonio took a step toward her, but she stepped back, and she raised her head to stop him.
A pang of guilt and frustration tore through him. His mouth opened, but no words came out immediately.
Shit, he knew he had messed up, and he had messed up big time.
“I’m sorry,” he heard Zabelle apologize, after which she turned and walked out.
“Zabelle, listen…” Antonio began, his voice strained as he followed her.
