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We all looked on as she posted picture after picture of Lew and Gia over the years.

Some of them were from when she and I were together.

The funny thing is this isn’t the same nigga I caught her on the phone with that day in my crib.

She was obviously dealing with multiple men and now knowing that he was the one trying to take me out led me to believe she was right there with the nigga.

Her coming back into town wasn’t just to bring me back my kid, but it was an attempt to take me out.

“You said you ran a check on the people around me before now?” I called over my shoulder as I continued to look at the screen. “What did you mean?”

“Jordan, I was just?—”

“Noemi!” I yelled as I walked back over to my desk. Staring at her face on the screen, the fire in her eyes couldn’t be missed. “Answer me.”

“I admit… I was jealous when Irene stepped to us at your club. When we were leaving, I found her and another woman staring at us as we left.” She folded her arms across her chest and shrugged.

“I pulled the images from your security system to find out who they were. That’s when I found out how they were connected. ”

“So you knew for weeks about Lew?”

Silence.

“You can’t hear now?” I clenched my jaw as I palmed my desk and leaned forward. “You’ve known all this time that my baby mama was connected to this nigga, and you said nothing?”

“How the fuck was I supposed to know that sneaky pussy-ass bitch was plotting on you? How the fuck was I to know you even had beef with anyone? Don’t blame me for some shit you should have seen and put together!

Your ex popping up on the scene with a whole kid after five years should have been your first red flag! ”

“You’re right.” I chuckled as I glanced back at the screen.

A picture of Gia and her nigga smiling at the camera while my daughter clung onto her stuffed bear for dear life appeared on the screen, making my blood boil.

“You can’t even manage the shit show in your own life…

how the fuck do I expect you to help me with mine? ”

“Aye, bruh!” Wild shouted, causing me to snap my eyes up at him. “The fuck wrong with you?”

Mugging him, I dragged my eyes back to the screen and saw sadness in Noemi’s. Despite the anger I was feeling about Gia, I felt like shit for what I said to her. I knew what she was dealing with, and I had no right to say that.

“Noemi, I’m?—”

“Don’t.” She held her hand up and stopped me.

“My findings will be in your email soon.” She typed for a few seconds and brought her sad eyes back to mine.

“If that will be all, I have to go and prepare for a date with my fiancé . My shit show doesn’t stop just because you’re just now discovering your own.

At least I’m aware of what the fuck is crumbling down around me. Can you say the same?”

Not even two seconds later, the wall screen went black, and my iPhone made a subtle beep, letting me know she was gone.

Snatching it up, I threw it against the wall right before there was a knock on my door.

I never wanted to hurt Mimi or make her feel a certain way.

In no way was any of this shit her fault, and I didn’t have the right to make her feel as if it was.

“You just wait until I leave this muthafuckin’ club.” Wild scowled at me as he made his way to open the door. “You hurt that girl’s damn feelings with your dumb ass.” Yanking the door open, a slow smirk formed on his face. “Speaking of dumb bitches…”

Irene frowned at him as she stepped past him and into my office.

Seeing my iPhone shattered on the floor, she brought her eyes to me before scanning the room.

Her eyes landed on Money, who folded his arms as she stepped in further.

Confused, she began to speak until she peered up at the screen on the wall.

Stuck like a deer in headlights, she began to shake in fear.

“What’s wrong, Irene?” I stuffed my hand into my slacks as I approached her. “See someone familiar?”

“I-I…” she stammered as she turned to face me. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she lied as tears slid down her cheek. “I have to go and get the girls ready for tonight.”

“Say, Wild?” I called out to my brother without taking my eyes off her.

Pulling my Glock from my waist, she took small steps backward, bumping into Money’s chest. “Go and tell Jerome he’s in charge of the floor tonight.

Irene is clocking out early and has been relieved of her duties…

indefinitely.” Placing my gun under her chin, I lifted it until her eyes were on mine.

“Mr. Mills, please,” she begged through her sobs. “I don’t want to die.”

The smell of urine caused me to glance down, and sure enough, this bitch was pissing all over my floor. That infuriated me even more than when those niggas I killed bled out all over my office and hallway.

“Tell me what I want to know, Irene.” I sneered as I continued, “If I don’t like what you have to say, you’re going to regret the day you allowed your brother to talk you into waking a sleeping beast.”