"Me? Apologize to her?" Nicole let out a sharp laugh.
Alicia stepped forward and slapped Nicole hard across the face.
"Fine. If you won't apologize, I'll do it for Wilma."
Nicole stared at Alicia in shock, clutching her cheek. Fury overtook her and she lunged to strike back, but Wilma stepped in, wrapping her arms around Nicole to restrain her.
Alicia seized the moment and delivered another slap, this one landing on Nicole's other cheek while she was unable to defend herself.
Nicole was livid. "Alicia, have you lost your mind? You dare lay a hand on me? I'm calling Maddox!"
She glared at Wilma next. "And youâjust wait. I'll have Maddox fire you!"
Wilma looked worried but stood protectively in front of Alicia, refusing to move.
Nicole tried to push past her, raising her hand to strike Alicia again, but Wilma held her off.
Fuming, Nicole stomped to the doorway. "You'll both regret this."
She stormed out of the room, phone already pressed to her ear as she started dialing for backup.
"You all seem to forgetâI'm carrying Tyrone's child. That means I'm carrying the Lynch family legacy. When it comes to Maddox, the Lynch bloodline will always matter more than you. If you so much as lay a finger on me, and anything happens to this baby, let's see whose side Maddox takes then!"
Alicia's voice was cold, her brow furrowed in warning.
Nicole sneered. "Please. Still keeping up that act? You're not fooling me. You don't even dare get checked at the hospital."
Alicia's eyes narrowed. "What if I really am pregnant? Are you willing to take that risk?"
Nicole hesitated, her bravado faltering. She knew Maddox valued the Lynch family bloodline above all else.
That was why Jade had advised her to get pregnant by Tyrone as soon as possibleâso she could secure her own position.
Grinding her teeth, Nicole huffed and turned toward the staircase, her voice tight with frustration. "Pregnant or not, I'm sleeping in the master bedroom tonight. End of discussion."
"That room belongs to Mrs. Lynchâ" Wilma began, her voice tight with anger, but Alicia stopped her with a shake of her head.
"Let her have it, Wilma. Get the room ready for her. We'll deal with this when Tyrone gets back," Alicia said quietly.
Wilma let out a resigned sigh and headed upstairs to prepare the master bedroom for Nicole.
Alicia, not wanting to spend another minute in the house with Nicole's tantrums, grabbed her coat and left to meet up with Winnie.
Winnie was the flight attendant she'd met on the planeâthe one who spoke four languages.
Today, Winnie was dressed casually, tall and strikingly beautiful, exuding an effortless androgynous charm that made her stand out in any crowd.
"Alicia!" Winnie greeted her cheerfully, handing over a cup of coffee she'd bought in advance.
"Thanks," Alicia replied, feeling a bit awkward, but Winnie's easy-going nature made the tension melt away.
Winnie was staying in Seaview City on her days off for one reason: to find out the truth about Alicia and Tyrone's relationship.
She was already plotting her next moveâtrying to decide if Tyrone was worth pursuing.
"So, Alicia, what's your relationship with Mr. Lynch?" Winnie asked, cutting straight to the point.
Alicia considered for a moment before answering, "Tyrone is my husband."
Winnie froze, her hand pausing mid-air with the coffee cup. "You're... married? Like, legally? But Harboridge Media never reported anything about that."
Alicia smiled faintly. "He said he wants to keep it private for now."
For a split second, disappointment flashed in Winnie's eyes. So Tyrone was already married.
Tyrone had seemed like the perfect catchâWinnie really had been hoping for a chance with him, and her interest was genuine.
But if he was already married, she knew she couldn't pursue him.
She had her principlesâshe wouldn't go after someone else's partner or wreck a family. "Sorry, Alicia... I didn't realize Tyrone wasn't single. The press always mentioned him as unattached."
Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent)
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