“Hello Max.” I say as I place my hand on my bump and he looks back up at me.
“Still alive?” He chuckles as he shakes his head and straightens up.
“It would seem so. Tell me Max, why did you do it? Why did you try to kill me and my baby?” I ask him calmly as I open the water and drink it in front of him.
“Why else, you deserve everything that is coming your way.” He says, and I raise an eyebrow at him.
“Is that so? Well, that is your opinion. You have been here a year and made no move before I came. So why now?” I ask him and I’m sure this is the most anyone has gotten out of him. Little victories, but still it is hard to realise he is going to die.
“Why else? You are the heiress! Chief, is nobody but you? You are the one that needs to die and that bastard in your belly.” He spits and
