"I just want to talk to you," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. "I know you're angry with , but I think we need to clear the air.
Ms. Hamilton crossed her arms and shot a murderous glare. "And why should I talk to you? You slept with my fiancé."
"No, we never slept together. I lied to you because I was envious of your relationship and I wanted to destroy it but after I learned you're pregnant I felt guilty and wanted to correct my mistakes.
As the conversation between us started to heat up, Peterson finally got in between.
"Alexandria is telling the truth, Lily....Nothing happened between us!" He exclaid, his thick brows almost eting halfway in frustration.
Peterson continued on, " She made everything up! She lied to everyone, trying to ruin my reputation!"
"I cannot believe what you have done," she said, her voice trembling with anger, her eyes never once leaving my face.
I took a deep breath, aware of a countless pair of eyes watching us like a freak show. "Ms. Hamilton, I understand that you are upset, but could you please calm down."
"After everything you've done, you expect to just calm down?"
"I'm trying to repair the damage I've caused."
"Repair the damage?" she scoffed. "Do you have any idea how much you hurt ? No amount of apology will make forgive you."
"Lily, stop please… I'm worried about the baby." Peterson's arms tried to hold her still but she wasn't backing out.
"I won't back out now." Said Ms. Hamilton to him. "I won't stop unless she leaves."
"I filled my chest with air. "I won't stay around. I've already accomplished what I needed to do. I'm sorry for everything."
"Let's go ho." Lucas resurfaced from the crowd. He entwined his hands into my own and pulled to the door.
"Are you sorry you didn't enjoy the party?" He asked when we're alone in the limousine.
"Not really, " I replied with a sad smile. "I've done my best to reconcile with Ms. Hamilton but she still hates — not actually but my twin — perhaps it will take ti before she can forgive ."
"Don't take it too hard."
"I tried. Still it doesn't make feel lighter, Lucas."
"You did a great job tonight, Bella. " He squeezed my hand reassuringly. "I'm certain Peterson and Ms. Hamilton will be okay soon. I could see they still love each other and after what you did tonight, it cleared the air between them. Just wait a few days or weeks and you'll receive good news."
"You think so?" I was hopeful.
"Yeah, Just trust ."
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A week passed by and the news I never thought I would hear arrived.
I was slumped over a pile of paperworks when the door to my office opened and Samantha burst into the room, gripping a newspaper in her delicate fingers.
"Is there a problem Sam?" I frowned, worried that sothing terrible happened.
"No, there's nothing for you to worry about." She told , her cupid lips stretched into a smile. "I know you'll be glad to read this."
"I don't think I'm in the mood to read the gossip section. I have a stack of paper works to read and sign."
"Silly, I'm not telling you to read the whole gossip section. Just read this upper part. It's about Ms. Hamilton and Peterson."
"That piqued my attention." I took the newspaper from her hand. My eyes bulge when I read what it's all about."
"Oh my God. I don't believe this."
When I looked up at Samantha she was smiling at . "And so I am. Ms. Lily Hamilton was now officially Mrs. Peterson."
I felt tears of joy prick my eyes. "I'm relieved. After the night I talked to her I gave up hope they will get back together again. The heavens heard my prayers."
I folded the newspaper and placed it on top of the table. "I can't wait to tell Lucas the good news."
Sam sat on the chair opposite my table and crossed her legs. In a low whisper she spoke, "I trailed Blackstone's wife."
"Amanda's her na." I supplied. "Did you find sothing that might help us out? Did she have any suspicious transactions?"
"Well, she entered this three story building. I tried to follow her inside but the security won't let in. Only VIP's are allowed to get in."
A groan erged from my lips. "If only we knew what's inside."
"They say it was a dental clinic." Said Sam. "However, after I did so digging and interviewed residents who live nearby, I got so interesting information. They say it's a private clinic. They perform secret operations like plastic surgery, liposuction, etc."
"If only we could access the building's records, we might finally confirm if Amanda is Alexandria."
"I don't think we need to get in to find out if Alexandria is Blackstone's wife."
A frown scrunched my forehead in confusion. "What do you an?"
"I followed Blackstone's wife in the ladies room when she went shopping in the mall after her dental appointnt."
"You're killing with suspense. Tell what you got." I muttered, holding my breath.
"I got a strand of her hair!"
"I can't believe you did!" I gasped, abruptly rising from my chair to look at Sam as she waved the small plastic bag which contains the hair sample.
"I'm just glad I didn't give up. Although I admit that I almost decided to leave when she stayed in the clinic for three hours and god only knows what she's doing."
"Thank you for not giving up Sam."
"I told you I will do everything to help you like the way you helped."
"Lucas should know. I'll inform him right away so we can send the sample to a testing center."
"That's a great idea." Said Sam.
"Let's end this once and for all. Alexandria should be put to a place where she belongs." I told Sam. I've never been so determined to do sothing the way I did now.
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