Chapter 1717: A mother
Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress
What this investigation wouldnât reveal were Naylaniâs true feelings toward Enzo. Sure, with everything going on in her life, it was easy to assume she had used him for her own gain.
But in truth, Enzo had become a calm she never realized she needed.
After years of fighting and putting her life on the lineâwatching her people die, taking in their final breaths, and enduring betrayal after betrayalâeven someone like Naylani could grow tired.
At some point, she began to ask herself if any of it was still worth it.
Deep down, she knew this war... was never hers to win. There had already been too much devastation, too much loss. Even if she killed Nathalie in the end, it wouldnât be a victory.
It would just be survival.
And with Enzo?
She found peace in his presence.
For the first time in what felt like forever, someone made her feel that breathing wasnât so bad. That it was okay to laugh at simple, silly things.
Enzo... grounded her.
He made her feel human. A woman.
Not just a soldier burdened with the lives of an entire battalionâlives that would be lost if she failed. With him, she could be delicate, be cared for. He was her home, her peace. Her firstâand perhaps onlyâlove.
But also... he was her delusion.
Naylani had always known that her time with Enzo, these peaceful days, were nothing more than an illusion. Temporary. The two of them were meant to meet and fall in loveâbut not meant to stay together.
She knew that.
And yet, she kept telling herself: Just one more day.
One more day before she leaves. One more day before she says goodbye.
One more day... but that day stretched into weeks. Then months. And just as she finally found the strength to return to the warâthe war that haunted her even in her sleepâshe got pregnant.
Naylani couldâve sworn she was taking contraceptives in secret. She didnât want a child. She couldnât bear to bring a child into a world where she knew Nathalie would kill it without hesitation.
She wasnât supposed to have it. In truth, she planned to terminate the pregnancy.
But then Enzo brought a doctor home.
And they heard the babyâs heartbeat.
Everything she had planned, every resolve sheâd clung to, dissolved without a trace. All she remembered was the sound of that tiny heartbeat echoing in the room... the warm tears falling from her eyes... Enzoâs hand gripping hers... and the look on his face.
She knew she couldnât have the child.
She knew the fate that awaited it if she did.
But in that moment, she couldnât justify the cruelty anymore. Because in that second, she became a mother.
A mother who had fallen in love with someone she hadnât even met. A mother to a child born not from politics, not from strategy, but from love.
A mother who could only whisper to her unborn childâs heart: "Iâm sorry... that your mother is me."
But all of that... was just one part of the truth.
A part that the child may never know.
And perhaps... it was better that way.
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"If Iâm correct, she investigated Uncle Haines and Dad while she was in Anteca," Zoren said in a solemn tone. "Since Noel had ties with Uncle Hainesâand since the leader of that operation was his cousinâI think thatâs what made them suspicious of you."
"After all, they believed Noel couldâve told Uncle Haines something," he added. "Or worse, there was another scheme they werenât aware of."
"If thatâs true, then why didnât they come for me?" Charlesâs voice came through the phone. "They only attacked Haines under the pretense of investigating the baby swap."
Zoren looked down at the phone in silence. Then he lifted his gaze and locked eyes with his brother-in-law. Everyone else stared at the phone, tooâeven Finn. The only one confused was Dean, furrowing his brows as he noticed the shift in everyoneâs expression.
Because the truth was...
âThey did,â Penny thought. âThey killed you and our family slowly, but deliberately.â
âIn the first life, you had that accident that left you paralyzed. And now that everythingâs been uncovered... I think they did it to make your entire family sufferâto watch you wither.
And eventually... you gave in,â Finn thought.
âIf it werenât for Penny losing her mind and fixing the company crisis in this life... you wouldnât be here,â Slater thought grimly. âShe saved youâall of usâfrom reliving that same loss.â
Whether they admitted it or not, Charles had been their shield. He mightâve been unconventional, but he was their greatest protector. He defended Allison from the Bennet family, kept his children away from Chairman Bennetâs twisted beliefs.
With him around, they knew what it meant to feel safe.
Atlas and Hugo had learned the truth about their fatherâs death in the first life. That was why they sat silently now. They still couldnât imagine a world without him. They couldnât even bring themselves to think about it.
"...That, I have no idea," Zoren finally said, shrugging despite Charles not being able to see him. "But my guess is, at that time, Global Prime Logistics was too high-profile. Touching you mightâve complicated things."
Everyone glanced at Zoren, but he didnât look up from the phone.
"Thatâs just my theory. Besides, the baby swap had already happened. Maybe they thought that was enough at the time."
Charles didnât respond, unaware of the thoughts clouding his childrenâs minds. "I see."
"So..." Dean began, still clueless as to why the mood had shifted into something akin to a funeral. He rubbed his chin. "So Naylani eventually got pregnant while retracing Noelâs steps... but why did she go crazy instead of getting killed by Nathalie?"
He squinted in suspicion. "Or are you saying Nathalie killed her after she was convicted? That doesnât make sense. Why wait that long? Sheâs been after the woman, so it doesnât make sense that it took her many years. Unless Nathalie lost track of Naylani because of the Pierson Familyâs power."
Zoren shook his head. "That partâs a little unclear... but thatâs where the fourth person comes in."