THE CRUEL CEO IS MY BABY DADDY

connections with Mr. president

“ I want to understand what happened truly that night. And you're the only one who can give me that information," Killian said resolutely. The stare down was intense. His gaze pierced in through hers. It was quite humbling. The way he looked at her made her feel naked. It was like he could read her mind, her innermost thoughts, like he could see her small, tired, pitiful soul.

“Sorry, to disappoint you but, I do not have the information that you want. I don't have that memory at all. I don't remember anything from that night. It feels like a part of my memory was just carved out. It was chipped and it's gone. OK? So if you want the truth about the night, I'm very sorry to say there's nothing I can do. Maybe I jumped on you, or maybe you jumped on me, but we'll never know. Because I was drugged, and you were drunk," heather said calmly.

"You were drugged?"

“I was, yes, by my stepsister. I know it sounds crazy, but it happened, and we're over it. It's been five years. If I didn't become a designer and had to come back here after all this time, I would have been erased from your memory, and you would have been erased for mine. I don't remember telling you my name that day, so I was a bit startled when you called me by the last name I used to go by. That's why I rejected you and said that I wasn't Heather Linton. I was trying to figure out where I knew you from. It took a minute, but now it all kind of makes sense. Look, I'm sorry. I just don't want any trouble."

" Actually, I've been looking for you for the past five years. i want to apologize for the way that I treated you that morning. I was in a hurry for an important meeting and I thought that someone had sent you to become a trap for me because I was dragged there that night. They found traces of an aphrodisiac in my blood and now that you're saying that you were dragged too. I'm wondering if this could be a larger conspiracy."

" it's not. My step sister told me to go to the hotel and attend an event. I was supposed to work there, but then when I got there, she put something in my drink or in my food? I'm not too sure, but when I woke up I was in your bed. I know she did it because she then proceeded to send pictures to my father of me that night, OK? She took them home. And she denied that she was with me. So I know that she's the one who betrayed me. It's not that deep. It's just a simple sibling rivalry. I happen to have been caught up in whatever crossfire was happening on your side. But like I said, it's OK and you don't need to compensate me or anything, and I don't need to compensate you either. Unless you want the money, you give me that money back. I can wire it to you." Heather said all in one go. She was becoming a bit more agitated now. Judy was on her way and she was worried that this man would get to meet her son. What if things became more complicated after he saw Liam? She couldn't risk it. So she did her best to push him away.

"I don't think it's that simple," he said thoughtfully as he watched her become an agitated mess. Something didn't add up.

" I do. I think it's that simple. It's actually that simple. OK, can you go now, please? I'm trying to meet someone, and I'm in a rush." she tried to blow him off, but it seemed his man wouldn't get off her back. He knows her name. She didn't tell him that. What else does he know? Her baby, poor liam.

"You seem to be in a rush," he replied calmly. "Why don't we talk some other time? We could have dinner tomorrow night." he glanced at his watch as he continued.

"Tomorrow night is a bad idea," she retorted as soon as she heard the words. She didn't come all the way here baring all the risks just to get entangled with her baby daddy.

"is it? Well then"

"Look, Mr. chairman, I came here to vy for a spot on project Cupid. I've wanted to work with Gosling textiles since forever and that is why I made the trip all the way from Sicily to Manhattan. I'll do whatever, whatever it takes to get the position. I just want a fair chance," she interrupted him with a little sob story. "I traveled all the way from Europe for this bidding and I just want to be able to. Present myself and maybe get the project or maybe not. But if I get caught standing with you like this, then people will think that I have connections to the president of the company."

"Is that so? i didn't realize that having connections with me could be such an undesirable thing," he said, clearly upset by her reasoning. Heather, though, couldn't care less about his feelings. Her will to hide Liam from him was stronger than her sense of feer at that point.

"Not it itself, but I still need to think about my own reputation, right? This will be very hard to explain later on. Even if I win, my hard work will not be attributed to me. So can you please go? No, actually this is your building. I'll go. I'll go, OK, I just. I don't want you to feel like I'm being rude. I'm not being rude. I'm genuinely just busy right now." her tone was a bit too agitated. Killian was able to pick up the fear in her voice. And so he let her go. As he watched her figure fade back into the distance. He looked at his assistant.

"She's hiding something” he stopped and thought for a while before continuing “… or someone."

"Maybe she's trying to protect her family."

"I doubt it. They let her mother die. I don't think she's trying to protect the Lintons. Look into her residence information while she's here. Find out where she's living. Who she hangs out with. I want to know everything, every detail about her present and past. Tell me about the hospital where she was born. Now that you know her new name, it shouldn't be too hard to find out what she did abroad. Where she went, who she talked to. What she's up to. And what her real purpose is for coming back this time. Just be discreet about it. I would prefer it if she doesn’t find out.”

"Yes, Sir. Does that mean I should cancel the blind date your grandfather prepared?" davis asked cautiously. "I just received information about the first lady. Her name is."

"I am not interested. Tell my old man i said there's no need for me to go on any of those dates anymore because I am reuniting with an old flame. Tell him that once things have settled down, and we’re off this rocky path, I will introduce her to him and start planning a wedding."

"All right, Sir," Davis said as he opened the door and motioned for Killian to get in the car.

All the while, Judy had been trying to get Lola and Liam to the hotel so that they could go home with Heather. As she drove into the parking lot. Her car went right past Killian's, creating the first ripple in the lines that fate had created for them.

" I couldn't breathe. Girl, I have been so worried. It's actually him. Yes, yes, it's crazy, I know. And he called me by my name, and we need to hide Liam. OK, we need to hide everything, everyone. I can't have them stay in Manhattan anymore. I don't even know how he knows my name. They have to stay with you, from now on.” Heather was agitated as she paced in front of the car. The windows were tinted. She wouldn’t let Liam and Lola out. Thankfully, Liam was asleep in the car and couldn’t run out and make trouble for her.

“ OK, but you need to calm down. Calm down. Just calm down. We'll go back to my place now and we can talk. Are you sure you don't want to talk in your condo?”

“ No, no, that's crazy. How could I want to talk in my condo? He lives here. He will figure it out when I go to my place now. For all I know, he might have someone following me.”

“ Girl, I think you're being crazy.”

“ I'm not. He knows my name. Not only has it been five years, and he is supposed to have forgotten my face, but he knows my name. I never told him my name. He can get information real quick and I don't want my baby to get involved in this, so my car stays here.”

“ Fine, I'll. I'll drive us back then, get in the car.

The drive back to Judy’s Place was rather quiet. Everyone could tell that the mood was upside down. Heather sat in the back seat, clutching on to Liam’s body as the little boy slept in her arms. She held on to him tightly as if worried that someone would snatch him out of her hands.

Once they got back to Judy's mansion, they tried to get settled in at least for the night. Once Lola and Liam were in bed, Judy and Heather had popped open a bottle of wine. They did not stop being agitated all day long.

And finally, her worst nightmare was truly happening. “Judy. I was right. He's here, and he's going to take my baby away from me. It's like one of those ridiculous movies where the mother sacrifices everything and then the absent father just shows up and whips out a lot of lawyers and just takes the child away. I can't live without my Liam, I really can't.” She sobbed as she drank.

“ I know, I know. Relax, OK? Heather, no one's taking anyone from you. Last time I checked, he doesn't even know Liam exists, right? So let it go. I'm sure he wanted to clarify things today. According to what you said, he found out that he was wrong about you and wanted to apologize. That's probably why you were lingering in his mind for so long. But now that he's met you, and you don't remember anything about the night, then the grand conspiracy has come to an end, right?"

"Yea, except, he is president of gosling textiles. I'm being hosted by gosling textiles. It'll only be a while before he finds out."

Don't worry. There's not much he can do. He can't pin it down on you. He also cannot force you to give up on a child that he doesn't know exists. We just have to hide Liam really well, OK." Judy tried to comfort her with a pat on the back.

"This is my fault. I should have just stayed back in Sicily. We were doing fine. I had to come all the way here, high on some revenge s**t, and now I'm going to lose my son." heather wailed.

"You're not going to lose your son, and that revenge arc is really necessary. Your stepmother and step sister are running a brothel. OK. They are literally selling girls, remember? This is not just about revenge. It's also about saving a bunch of children and unsuspecting young women from being molested by creepy old men, OK? And no one else can go in and solve this but you, because you're an outsider. Listen, be strong. You still have me and Lola, and we will do everything to make sure that while you go out and fight your battles, Liam stays here. He is safe with us, OK? You won't lose, Liam. I'm a lawyer. If. If and only if we get to that crazy point where he decides to fight you in court to get the baby. You can trust that I will be there to defend you. I don't think there's a fleet of lawyers in Manhattan better than mine."

"Really?"