GETTING THE HEART OF THE CEO

“Catrina, we have to wait for the best moment to execute our plan. Calm down! Don’t do something crazy that ruins your most desired moment with your son. He’ll be with you soon,” the other person on the phone expressed emotionlessly.

“How do you expect me to calm down? That damn Maximiliano won custody of my son because of that judge. He couldn’t be bought or pleased with my body,” Catrina yelled hysterically.

“Use your head and think, we can’t expose ourselves. You have more reasons than I do to get revenge on the Pratt family. My main goal is Lindsey and the fortune that belongs to me.”

“Kyle and Maximiliano are the ones responsible for my misfortunes. Because of them, I’m alone; they’ve taken away my family.”

“I know! With Kyle, you have to hit where it hurts the most. For that, we have to wait for them to lower their guard. I’m finding out which event they’ll all be gathered at, and that’s where we can act. Our hour of revenge is coming,” the unscrupulous person deliberated, caring only about the money and power that was taken from them.

“Fine,” she hung up the call.

Catrina sits alone on the lifeless sofa in a grand mansion. She can’t stop the tears rolling down her cheek. In her gaze, you can see the hatred and resentment emanating from her; her mind only cries out for her son.

On the day of the trial,

Evidence was presented about the minor Max Miller, demonstrating that he lives in a stable family. Additionally, Maximiano, along with Grandfather Hugo, provided evidence about the child’s biological mother, revealing that he was conceived through deception and intended for inappropriate purposes for a minor.

She longs to touch, kiss, and hug her son-the only living family she has. From a distance, she has seen Max leaving school with Stefany. She wants to approach, but the judge prohibited contact with the child, as she is not an active contributor to the child’s upbringing.

Elsewhere in the city, Courney had her head resting on Lindsey’s legs.

“Think about it, sister. That baby deserves to live. I’ll help you raise it, or you can put it up for adoption, but don’t take away its hope to be born,” Lindsey tried to convince her sister not to end the life of the unborn baby.

“No, Lin, I can’t bring a child into the world without knowing who the father is. Every time I see it, it will remind me of how it was conceived or might have the same face as one of those vermin who ruined my life,” she exclaimed with a voice filled with rage.

“Sister! That child is not to blame for what happened. It could bring joy to your broken heart. Who knows if he or she might be the one to heal your wounded soul with their cries and joys. There’s also the possibility of finding a family for them. If you don’t want to see them after they’re born, I’ll take care of taking them to a foster home to find parents who will give them the love they need,” Lindsey couldn’t suppress the tears, thinking about that little life forming in Courney’s womb. She could only continue insisting.

“Tomorrow, I’m going to the clinic to have the abortion. Since I found out I’m pregnant, I feel disgust for my body. All I do is think about what happened with those men. I’m scared,” she hasn’t been able to have feelings or emotions for the baby on the way.

Lindsey felt a bit upset by her sister’s determination, but she also understood her. She didn’t take her eyes off Courney, noticing how restless she was. All she could say was, “I’ll respect your decision. If that’s what you want, we’ll do it. You know I’m with you on this.”

Courney lifted her head, wiped the tears from her face, sighed several times with her head down to gather courage, and whispered mentally, ‘The time has come to face the truth and be honest with her.’

Since she repented of all the wrong she had done, her mind has not been at peace. She needs to free herself from that burden that also sneaks into her nights, remembering that she must tell her sister the truth and close that chapter that prevents her from moving forward. That secret she heard and has kept buried deep in her soul. She thought she was happy at that time, causing her sister suffering over an inheritance and a life that didn’t belong to her. She never imagined that the person she had harmed so much would be the one to help her out of the bottomless pit she had plunged into.

Courney raised her gaze, fixed her eyes on her sister, and began with a trembling voice, “Sister, we need to talk. It’s time for me to tell you many things about our past and why I hurt you so much.”

“Beautiful, if you’re not ready to talk yet, we can leave it for later.”

“No! It’s better to get out what’s weighing on my chest and has kept me from sleeping on some occasions.”

“I’m listening, Beautiful.”

“I’ll start with Kathen’s past so that you know where it all began and how our father came into your mom’s life.”

Lindsey felt a bitter feeling realizing that Courney knows they are blood sisters.

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“Yes.”

“Since when have you known?” she exclaimed fearfully.

“Since I have consciousness. That’s why I need you to listen to me so you can understand.”

Lindsey took a deep breath and remained still. She wanted to hear what her heart had longed to know for a long time-why so much hatred toward her? She knows her sister has the answer.

“Okay, I’m listening.”

“Lin, I hope you won’t hate me and cut me out of your life after I tell you this secret that’s eating away at my heart. Even though Kathen kicked me out of her house and left me with nothing, she was my mother. It took me a while to realize that she used me for her wickedness, and I was another victim of hers. With everything I’ve been through, I’ve reflected a lot, and I can’t take it anymore. You need to know the truth.

Lindsey knows it has something to do with her mother. She was still gathering evidence to find out who poisoned her. Her death occurred 16 years ago, and they haven’t been able to make progress in the investigation. She has no proof of who the real culprit is. The anguish of knowing the truth was killing her at that moment. She exclaimed, stunned, “Speak up already.”