My Twins Mystery Dad

Chapter 4: The First Step

After a check-up in the hospital, Lucas was finally discharged. He drove straight back to the SquareGroup headquarters. As soon as he stepped into his office, he noticed how much work had accumulated on his desk. He dropped his car keys on the desk and looked around after the incident he doesn't employ another driver and drives himself to anywhere he wants to go.

"Is my brother in his office?"

His personal assistant, Maureen, walked towards him while holding some files.

"Good morning sir. No he's not here yet." She said.

Lucas frowned. "Morning. He knows we have a deal to close today, doesn't he?"

"Yes, sir. I informed him yesterday. He said he wouldn't forget."

He nodded. "Okay. Drop the files and leave."

"Okay, sir." Maureen turned and walked away.

He sat behind his desk and leaned back. For a moment, he closed his eyes.

Although he was feeling stronger, there were still moments when his mind felt strangely empty.There were memories, he couldn't reach faces he knew he should remember, moments that seemed to exist just beyond his grasp. He hated the feeling.

Lucas picked up his phone and called his brother.

Ethan answered after a few rings. " Hello! Brother?"

"Where are you?" Lucas asked.

"Yo, relax, man. I'm on my way." Ethan replied.

Lucas shook his head. "Get yourself here on time I can't be the only one doing this alone. We're doing this together and we mustn't miss this deal."

"Don't worry. I'll be there." Ethan said.

"I'm holding you to that." Lucas replied.

Ethan laughed before ending the call. Lucas placed his phone on the desk.

Maureen get me a cup of coffee. He called.

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Meanwhile, Pamela sat on the edge of her bed, staring at the money she had received from Smith. Her humiliation from the previous day kept replaying in her mind. She remembered the way he had thrown the money at her. The way his friends had laughed. The way Kim had looked at her as though she were beneath her.

She clenched her fists. She didn't want to go back but she needed money her babies would need clothes, medical care and materials. She couldn't afford to be unemployed for long. Still, she couldn't bring herself to accept being treated like that again.

"I don't know what to do," she whispered. She picked up her handbag and prepared to leave for Smith's house. Just as she reached the door, her phone rang. It was her friend, Rose.

She answered immediately. "Hello"

"Hi, girl!" Rose said cheerfully. "I found something that might really help you."

Pamela smiled faintly. "What is it?"

"I saw a job vacancy online at SquareGroup. They're looking for an executive assistant and the pay is really attractive."

Pamela's eyes widened. "Really?"

"Yes! I know the money would go a long way for you, especially with the babies coming. That's why I called. You should apply." Rose continued.

Hope suddenly flickered inside Pamela. "Thank you, Rose."

"I'll send you the link right now. Give it a try, okay?" Rose said.

"I will." Pamela replied.

Rose paused. "And I won't be home tonight. I have a lot of work to finish, so I'll probably stay late. Please take care of yourself."

"I will. And you too bye." Pamela said before ending the call.

Seconds later, a notification appeared on Pamela's phone. It was the application link, she immediately opened it filled in her personal information, uploaded the necessary documents and submitted her application. When the confirmation message appeared she stared at the screen.

For the first time in days, she felt a small spark of hope. "Please let this work," she whispered.

She picked up her bag and left the apartment she take a taxi to Smith's house she doesn't want to give up at least for now this is her only means of survival. As the taxi moved through the busy streets, she placed one hand over her belly.

"My babies deserve better," she whispered. She had barely finished speaking when a sharp pain suddenly shot through her stomach. She screamed.

The driver noticed her and he changed direction and headed straight toward the nearest hospital. She leaned back against the seat, breathing heavily. She tried to convince herself that everything was fine but the pain continued. She closed her eyes and held her belly protectively.

"Please," she whispered. "Not yet."